𝖈𝖗𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 - a dream smp au

chapter 5 - stars and change

The next day, Phil is gone.

Gone.

Gone.

Gone.

Even though Wilbur still waits for him to walk through the doorway again.

But Wilbur waited, the blinds still closed, sunlight streaming through. He waited, waited, for Phil to open those blinds again.

And the little voice inside Wilbur's head tells him, he left because of you.

And the little voice in Wilbur's head chanted.

I am a villain.

I am evil.

I kill innocent people.

I serve the foundation.

Because I need to face my crimes.

Wilbur's knee bounced, bounced, bounced up and down as he waited for Phil to walk through the door, his white pants swishing against his leg.

I need to face my crimes.

He bit his nails, crunch.

I need to face my crimes.

But they were just people, people, people, the foundation said they were just people, people, people, and they needed to be stopped.

I need to face my crimes.

They're not just people, Wilbur. They're not just people.

Wil-bur.

Wilbur.

Wilbur.

I need to face my crimes.

He could hear their footsteps in the hallway, step, step, step, they were coming for him.

I need to face my crimes.

And they opened the door, and Wilbur knew he couldn't fight.

So he looked them right in the eye, and he asked.

"Why didn't he come back?"

And Wilbur was met with electric shocks.

And he listened to the sound of his feet being dragged across the tile floor to his classes.

After a whir of guns and voices, Wilbur opened the door to his room with a bruise fully formed across his back. The sun had hidden back in its hole again.

The blinds were open.

The blinds were open.

And there was a stranger on Phil's bed.

Wilbur stayed still and didn't move, wishing for the strange person to go away, staring straight at him.

"Hey, roomie."

His pink hair glimmered in the moonlight as the person swung his legs so they dangled off the bed. "I was waiting for you."

Wilbur gripped the door handle, holding on to it in the darkness, his breath quickening.

"You can't talk to me." He managed to rasp out.

"Awww, am I that annoying?" The man teased, which took Wilbur aback a bit. He wasn't sure if he liked this new person or not. He didn't find him annoying, but the flat and monotone way he talked reminded him of the instructors and teachers.

"No- uhm." Wilbur stuttered out, tripping over his words. "They're watching."

"No, they're not." The man replied, throwing a hand casually to point at the camera in the corner. "The light's blinking red. That means that the camera's off."