(DISCONTINUED) When the Crocuses Bloom

Chapter 19

TW: Slight panic attack

Winter's POV:

My eyes widened.

How the fuck did he know?

I tried to breathe in, but the lump in my throat prevented the air from going into my lungs.

Dream noticed my reaction, and with a very heavy smirk in his voice said,

"Knew you had something to do with The Blade."

I felt my eyes burn, I did not want to go back.

"Wilbur will be here soon." Dream continued as if I weren't about to cry.

With that he walked out.

I tried to calm my breathing, but I just couldn't.

I really did not want to go back to the life I had been living for the past 8 years.

Whenever I'm happy it gets ripped away.

I felt years streak down my cheeks.

I wiped the tears away with the back of my hand.

I sniffled.

I couldn't believe I was actually crying.

I hadn't cried in years.

No matter how much you'd been trained.

No matter how long I was left alone with my own mind.

No matter how many lifetimes it felt like I had lived.

I was just a fifteen year old.

And emotions always won that battle.

Narrator's POV:

Wilbur knocked on the giant wooden door that led into Eret's castle.

He was so worried about Winter.

She had already spent more than a day here.

Why the fuck would Dream kidnap Winter?

She wasn't a threat to him.

Oh shit.

Then Wilbur remembered the whole reason they hadn't spoken for more than half of her life.

She is a threat to him.

He sighed as the door opened.

Wilbur was in his L'Manburg uniform. He knew that Winter took president right now, but he also had a secret election to worry about.

Standing at the door was Dream himself.

"Come in, Wilbur. We have a lot to discuss."

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