Running From You.. (Schlattbur Story)

Chapter 10

Wilbur's POV

"Tommy-?"

I had a full glimpse of him now. The figure with a few cuts, dirt smothered on his face, and his blue eyes wide with concern. I knew he would start sputtering out words, call for Techno, or just something else. It was the kids instinct to do so. But then I realized people might be after Tommy as well, so it may just be possible. I look at Schlatt slightly. I was surprised to see him have an arm out in front of me, which I assume as protection. I knew Schlatt couldn't run much. I'm not sure why, but something made his legs unstable.

"Wilbur what are you doing- you can't be here and-" His gaze turns over to the smaller figure before me, "Schlatt?" I watched Schlatt stand up a bit taller and I tried not to snicker at him for doing so. I watched as Schlatt opened his mouth, but I knew it would be something stupid. Instead, I talked over him.

"Tommy, listen- we're just. We're trying to make it to somewhere safe. Manberg and Pogtopia aren't options at this time."

Tommy continued to look at Schlatt, "Well why the hell are you with this prick? Shouldn't he be dead?" That's when I stiffen up. I knew Schlatt had known about the plan, but I definitely don't like the mention of it. I'll let Schlatt speak this time.

"Was it really worth it to kill me either way? Yknow if you take over my fucking," he walks towards Tommy and shoves him with his finger, "country, what good does my death fucking make?" Schlatt looked pissed. Really fucking pissed. I assume he doesn't like the mention of it either. I'm glad it makes two of us. Tommy stood up taller too.

"Don't fucking touch me you monster, you fucking exiled me and Wilbur. You're the one that's fucking LUCKY that I don't call for Techno right now," he snapped back. Tommy had a point there. I watched as Schlatt stepped back and stood straight. No movement. Not even to open his mouth to speak. He just stood there with his hands in fists. I decided it would be a good moment for me to grab his arm and pull him back, which I did. He hadn't done anything to stop me. Not even fight. Tommy crossed his arms as he watched me fumble around with Schlatt. I finally got Schlatt behind me because their arguing would do no good at this moment.

"Tommy I know you're upset but- if Techno finds me and Schlatt," I shudder, "He'll probably kill Schlatt and me." Tommy's brows furrowed in a saddening way..

"But Wil-'' he tried to say, but I cut him off.

"Tommy please. Just find your communicator and I'll explain everything there." I gave him one last sad look, taking Schlatt's arm and rushing off back in the direction we were meant to go in. I didn't glance back. I knew I wouldn't be able to handle the look Tommy was giving me, so I just continued to rush off. I kept my pace well enough for Schlatt.

Schlatt's POV

If Wilbur didn't pull me away from that fucking kid, I would've gone off on him. I sneer at Tommy as he stares and I get dragged off. I couldn't mask Tommy's emotions, but he definitely was not happy with me. The fucking asshole had the audacity to call me a fucking monster. I caught my feet, starting to walk along with Wilbur instead of being dragged. I huff and spin around, no longer facing Tommy. Wilbur's eyes averted to me with concern.

"What?" I spat as I noticed him doing so. His face retorted.

"Nothing, you're just," he exhales heavily, "You're being a dick, Schlatt." I sneer at him.

"It's not my fault that privick of a 'brother' you have called me a fucking monster." He stops walking, his hand still against my wrist. He used that as his advantage and pulled him towards me, staring down at me with his dark eyes.

"You take words too seriously, y'know that? Don't let him get in your head. It's Tommy for fucks sake! He's a fucking kid, that's what they do. Act like asshats." I stared at him for a moment. I can't help knowing he always puts up a good argument when it comes to me. It's like he knows my thoughts. Instantly. I just roll my eyes and slowly turn, starting to step in the direction we were originally going, but then he grabs my wrist again. It feels slightly tighter than it did beforehand. I groan and look at him.

"What now, loverboy?" He stares at me. He had that serious face that I disliked a lot. I gulped, hoping I didn't mess anything up. He turns my torso, facing towards him directly now. My eyes averted from his hard, cold stare. There was definitely something going on through his mind and I was not prepared for it. I'd rather just stand here in this silence than hear what he wanted to say. It wasn't good, I knew that for sure. I felt my ears pull back to show my fear and sadness. My tail lowered to represent the same. Wilbur studied rams at one point, all because of me. He knew what this action meant. I make a quick glance at him, his face the same. I thought it would've at least softened. I exhale a shaky breath through my mouth. I felt small under his dark eyes. There was something in his mind.

"Jonathan Schlatt, look at me." I hesitate for a moment, but then I feel a cold and soft hand against my jawline. He moved my jaw to face him, but my eyes didn't comply. I didn't want to see the dark eyes that scare me for no reason.

"Jonathan," he spoke again. It sounded softer this time. I closed my eyes to think for a moment. I then opened them to look at him. His face was no longer cold. He had a warmer expression, the one I liked. My ears retorted back to their original position, as well as my tail.

"You alright?" He had his genuine tone. I nod and he gives me a warm smile in return. I watch the smile fade as he hesitates. He leans forward, causing my brows to furrow. His lips then contact my cheek. My tail and ears perk up. My eyebrows raise and my eyes widen. He stands up tall again.

"Back to our walk we go!" He just. He blew that off like it was nothing!

I have a love and hate relationship with this man, I swear.