My brother's bestfriend // Wilbur Soot x OC

"Am I interrupting?"

CW/TW: Swearing, blood

I slam the door behind me as I walk into my house.

"Sydney, don't slam the door!" My dad yells

"Ayup dickhead!" Your brother shouts. I hear my dad tell him not to swear at me. My feet slam against the ground as I stomp upstairs.

"Sydney, what is your problem today?" My dad asks, before looking up from his computer and seeing my running makeup. "Honey, what's up?" His expression drops as he sees the running blood on my face and the bruises on my arms.

"I got fucking beat up, dad." I sob, running off into Tom's room. He's too busy staring at his computer, as usual.

"What do you want?" He sighs as I sit on his bed.

I didn't say anything and waited for him to turn around. He turns around in his chair and stares at me, in shock. "Syd, what the fuck happened?" He says, standing up to come and sit next to me.

"Those stupid fucking kids beat me up again" I explain

He looks at me, shocked. "That's so fucked up." He says

"I know" I reply, beginning to tear up. He stands up and sits at his desk.

"I'll ring Wilbur, he's good with first-aid, but you can't just go back to that college, they clearly don't give a shit that those kids are beating you up"

"Well, what if I moved to your college...?"

"That's a great idea! My Principal hates bullying. Did I tell you about those kids who-"

"Got caught saying the f-slur and got expelled?" I interrupt. "Yeah, you did," I laugh.

"Well, why don't you ask dad if you can move?" Tom suggests.

I nod, standing up and going back to my dad's room.

"Dad?" I knock on his door

"Come in," he says.

"Dad, I want to move to Tom's college. They have my courses there, I checked when I was looking to apply, and they're really big on anti-bullying"

"Yeah, I'll look into it for you... Do you want me to help clean you up or...?" He asks

"No, Tommy's friend's coming over to help"

My dad nods and smiles. The doorbell rings.

"Dad! Will's here!" Tommy shouts.

"Ok!" He yells back, "Don't do anything illegal!"

"Fine!" Tom shouts, running downstairs. "Syd, come on!"

I run downstairs with him to greet his friend at the door.

"Hey" he says to me, "You must be Sydney, we haven't met. I'm Wilbur, but you can call me Will if you'd like" He reaches out his hand. I stare at him, unknowingly.

"Syd?" Tom says.

"Yeah, sorry." I shake his hand. "I'm a bit out of it..." I lie

"Well, shall we go back to mine? I have loads of first aid stuff at home, and I'm sure I can sort you out, Syd"

"Yeah, that'd be great, Wilbur, thanks" I say. Wilbur leads you both to his car, and you sit in the back, behind Tommy.

"So, Sydney, how did this actually happen? Tom didn't tell me." Will asks

"Oh, right, I, uh... I got beat up by some kids because they didn't like my outfit"

"That's so fucking stupid!" He yells