𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℝ𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥 (On Hiatus?)

Wilbur?

Phil's POV
(Btw this takes place at the same time the last chapter does, this chapter will also be posted in two parts to keep it from being too long.)

Tw: voices, mentions of de#th

I sat quietly by myself humming a soft tune. Ranboo had woken up this morning in his ender walk state, I followed him around for a bit to make sure he stayed safe and when he woke up I explained what had happened.

He couldn't remember a thing from yesterday and after how it had effected him I didn't have the heart to tell him. I told him Wilbur had been revived and that was all, Ranboo was worried about Tubbo and Michael so he went home soon after.

I had spent the rest of the day alone, thinking about what Wil had said to me yesterday. Did he really hate me that much?

I let out a sigh, I had cried about it enough last night and today and right now I was too tired to cry again. I sat on the edge of the dock with my feet barley above the water. The stars were shining and there was a soft warm breeze blowing.

Usually this place calmed me, but not tonight. I let out a yawn and felt myself slowly begin to drift off.

"Phil?", I snapped up quickly which was probably a good thing because I just about fell into the water. I quickly turned and looked behind me and saw Wilbur.

I felt numb at this point, 'please, not now Wil.' I said nothing and he came over and sat down next to me. I stared down into the water studying the way the light from the stars bounced off the little ripples.

"Sooo..your up late" he began. I just continued staring forward blankly.

"Yeah" I replied simply giving a slight shrug.

"Shouldn't you be resting right now?" He asked with an edge of concern on his voice.

"I'm not tired"  I replied.

"You and I both know that's a lie." He retorted.

"Mhm, well I'm not lying Wil" I responded trying my best to hide the aggravation in my voice. I had hardly slept in days and my mood was awful, not to mention how Wilbur had treated me yesterday and now he acts like he cares.

He let out a slight snort and looked away "Alright, well no need to get upset"

I felt a slight ping of guilt "I'm not" I continued looking away praying for anything that would make this interaction easier.

We were silent for awhile and I began to feel a slight headache creeping up.

"You come out here a lot when your thinking" Wil began once more

I felt my headache get worse and I scrunched my eyes slightly trying to hide the pain, Wil just looked at me and cocked his head to the side innocently.

"Why?"

I looked at him and tried to ignore the sudden pain that was getting progressively worse "I have a lot to think about...stuff that gets me down.." I glanced off slightly "but don't worry about me.."

Wilbur smirked slightly "hmmm, you mean like Wilbur being back?"

I looked at him for a moment in confusion. I blinked and decided I was just tired and had heard it wrong "..hm?" I asked.

Wil smirked wider "you heard us"

I blinked in silence, why was he talking about himself in third person or as if he was multiple people? He hadn't done that yesterday so I don't think it had to do with him being dead. Maybe limbo had done something weird to him.