💘Memorize Everything She Says💘 - Yandere Wilbur X Reader

{4} Please, Hear me now

"Happy Thursday!" Wilbur said, walking into my room. "Happy Thursday." I said with a smile. "I have work today, how about you relax for the day?" Wilbur suggested. I nodded, and he left. I turned on the television. Breaking News: Cafe worker, Jared Smith reported as missing. His sister, Lilac Smith reports that he never came home last night, and hasn't been answering her calls. If anyone sees this man, please call the Brighton Police Station IMMEDIATELY. "Well isn't that- funny..." I said to myself. I noticed a piece of paper on the kitchen island, it had scribbled writing on it. 

Life isn't quite what I thought I'd be
When I was a kid on VoIP
I thought when I get older
I'd marry her, I told her

Is this poetry? About who?

Now I'm 24, and I work in an office
Nine 'til five's not the best, I'll be honest
If I could change a single thing
I'd make it me and you

A letter?

He wants you in his bed, and I can't stand it.
I've got the key and he's just a doormat
And he's got no social skills
You know I can pay the bills

Who is this he?

I said anyways, make the most of it.
'Cause life moves on pretty bloody quick

That's what he said in that cafe...

He will be dead, he's an arsehole
Yeah, I've met Jared, I've fucking met Jared.
The one who tried to take you away from me
He hit on you instantly
I know, 'cause he's killing me

J-Jared?

I've seen his jawline, shoulders, and muscles
Push against his fashion sense
I've thought about what he looks like in jail
I'm not crazy though?

What is this... 

Cause she's living the dream 
Oh, she's living the dream
From back when she was in Cali

California?

How on earth could I be saved?
When I'm one click away from insane
I just think that she deserves
A little bit of what she's earned

That's sweet.... but...

I'm not gonna make another scene
Like when I was 3
I want to take you to Disneyland
I think about you every day
So how on earth can I be saved? 
I think about him a lot as well 
Maybe because he belongs in hell 
Cause you're beauty
And you're grace and you're grace
Anywhere with you is my favourite place
And I want you to notice me
With no restraining order, please 
I want you to care
I want to smell your hair

 "Y-Y/N? What's that?" Wilbur asked as he opened the door and walked up behind me, his voice shaky. "A paper I found on the table just now." I said folding it in half. "Oh, no need to read it, its a paper for work!" Wilbur said with a chuckle. He took the paper from me and put in his back pocket. I turned around to face him. I decided it was best to forget about the strange encounter, and packed a bag. "When do we leave?" I called out from my room. "Tomorrow!" Wilbur yelled back. "For how long" ... "We come back next Sunday, so about 10 days!" I could hear the smile in his voice. That night, I sat there in bed, the words on the paper going through my head. I'd Marry her ... I'd make it me and her ... The one who tried to take you away from me ... I've thought about what he looks like in jail ... I think about you every day ... no restraining order please ... smell your hair...  I heard footsteps, and pretended to be asleep. I heard my door creek open, then more footsteps come close to my bed, then a chair pulled close to it. I rolled over, realizing how close he was to me, and screamed. "Oh my! Y-you okay Y/N?" Will asked, seeming sad. "Yes, I'm fine, just didn't see you there. What are you doing in here?" I responded with a giggle. "You said you had a bad dream, and asked me to stay here until you fell back to sleep, silly!" Wilbur chuckled. "Oh. Thank you, goodnight Will." I said. He walked out of the room, and shut my door.

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