A Ghost On Earth - Wilbur Soot x oc

Chapter 4 - Oh no

Chapter 4 - oh no

TW: abuse and blood

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Claire and Wilbur hung out under that tree almost everyday after that they grew closer and closer so did Claire's feelings.

It had been almost two weeks since Wilbur read Claire's song and she has worked on it a lot but hasn't let Wilbur see the lyrics because you never would have guessed! It was about him! Oh my god! no way!

But little did they know someone had been aware of their little friendship and wasn't happy about it.

Claire didn't notice that her stepmother was getting worse by the day because she was so happy just being friends with Wilbur. Even with the loads of work Tremaine had given Claire she didn't mind she was blinded by her friendship with Wilbur.

So that night when Claire came into her room someone was waiting for her. "Claire," "oh, hello stepmother, what can I do for you?" Claire's smile faded when she saw the thing in her stepmother's hand.

<Time skip>

Claire was in the bathroom cleaning the cuts on her arms and putting ice on her wrists. Claire took the ice of her wrists, they were bruised by the ropes that were tied around them. She turned the tap on and started to wash the water over the cut on her arms. She winced as her arms stung. Her back hurt like hell, she turned around and looked at her back in the mirror. She looked at all the slashes on it and let a few more tears roll down her face.

She wasn't crying about the pain she was crying from the fact her stepmother told Claire to stop hanging out with Wilbur. As she washed all the blood off her back in the bath, she cried and cried. Once she got out of the shower she got into her uniform and got ready for another night of extra cleaning.

<time skip>

Claire was more miserable than ever, she got a measly amount of 3 hours of sleep last night. She was in pain as she cleaned the hallways. Claire knew that if she went to the tree she would see Wilbur so instead she went to her room when she finished her work, and cried herself to sleep.

<time skip>

It has been a week and Wilbur was getting worried, as much as he tried to find Claire to talk to her, he couldn't. The other servants always directed him to where she went but he was always too late and missed her.

A/N: I'm not very good at writing sad stuff. Don't worry, it will get better :)