Wilbur's POV
TW: Crying
I'd given Phil till dawn tomorrow to prepare.
I had something I wanted to do.
I began walking towards where I'd dropped Friend.
I passed through fields of tall grass, blowing in the strong winds. I glanced up and noticed the a storm darkening the sky.
But I wandered through all the fields until I found the small blue sheep plushie. I gave it a quick, tight hug before running towards the abandoned house where I'd gotten all the flowers.
Where I'd left some of my family behind.
I actually pushed open the gate this time. This felt like a weird unwelcome place when alive. But nonetheless I quietly opened the door and walked through.
"Hey guys... I'm alive now... I know I can't see you. But it's me Wilbur. Even if I've changed a lot. But Clems... Uncle Wilby wants you to have Friend. Look after him for me okay?" I whispered tearing up.
"I'm so sorry I can't be with you guys anymore." I mumbled, wiping my tears away.
I put the small sheep on the floor and watched as it disappeared meaning someone had grabbed it.
"I love you guys. So much."
I felt small arms embrace my legs. Clems.
Taller ones embracing my torso. Oliver.
And even taller ones hugging me around my shoulders. Frankie.
And I cried.
Because I couldn't hug them back.
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