Chapter 6

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TW: Injuries 


It was a couple of days later. Wilbur had nearly not gotten any sleep since that night Tommy came into his room. He was tired as fuck. The maths exam was today, and he was pretty sure he'd pass. But was that enough? No. He needed the words 'I'm proud of you'. He just needed them.

Wilbur was walking to the classroom when Jack came. Jack sneaked up behind him and then:

"AYUP!!"

"AHH!!" Wilbur screamed, flinched and spun around.

"Haha!! Gotcha, mate!!"

"Oh fuck you, you dick"

"Woke you up, didn't I?"

"I-what?"

"You've basically been sleepwalking the whole day. Had to wake ya up before the maths exam."

"Yeah..Thanks I guess"

Ok, so the math wasn't too hard. One question was:

2+3(x-1)=1-x

(A/N this was an actual question in my math exam, I'm a grade below Wilbur in this)

So the math exam went pretty good, but he was exhausted afterwards. He went to the bathroom in the school to just splash his face with cold water, when he heard a door open.

"Oh look! It's William the Disappointment!!" It was fucking Oscar and his bitches.

"Yes it's me, hello" Wilbur looked down in the sink.

"Ey, are you talking back to me?!!"

"I say we teach 'im a lesson, don't ya think?" one of Oscar's bitches said, while smirking.

"I say we do" Oscar said.

They left after a while. Wilbur didn't. Wilbur sat in a stall, fresh bruises covering his body and blood running down from his nose. He had probably unintentionally skipped a class, but he needed to stop the blood from running down his nose before he got to his English class. Wilbur stood up, and black spots entered his vision. He staggered towards the sink and grabbed some paper to clean up the blood. It stopped bleeding 10 minutes later, and he just wiped the blood off.

Wilbur was in the head teacher's office for skipping class.

"-and I have called your father-"

"WAIT YOU CALLED PHIL!?" the head teacher just sighed.

"Yes, I did. If I find out that a student is skipping class, I will call their parents."

Wilbur wanted to sink through the floor. He didn't want to see that disappointed gaze of his father. He wanted a proud gaze of his father.

"He will come soon, and you'll get detention for two weeks"

Eh, detention wasn't that bad. It could've been worse. But knowing Phil would come soon made his stomach drop.

As on que, someone knocked on the door.

"Hello, sorry that I'm late, the traffic was terrible"

"No it's quite alright, Mr. Watson"

"Good, now what happened?" Phil said while sitting down, glancing at his son.

"William here skipped a class today"

"You did what?" Phil looked at his son, and Wilbur looked back. Wilbur didn't see much anger, more confusion as if asking 'why?' and, the dreaded, disappointment. Wilbur looked down and bit his lip to stop himself from crying.

"William here has got detention for two weeks and if he does it again, his action will lead to suspension"

"I understand. It won't happen again. Will it, Wilbur?" Phil glanced down at his middle child.

"No it won't" Wilbur said, in a voice just above a whisper.

"School is technically over now, so you can take William home for the day"

"Yes, thank you" Phil stood up and walked through the door, and Wilbur followed.

They got in the car. I was quiet for a couple of seconds, and then:

"Why? Why Wilbur? Why'd you skip?"

Wilbur couldn't answer nor look his father in the eyes.

"Will, look at me." Wilbur slowly looked up at his father and instantly regretted it.

Disappointment is far worse than rage.

Wilbur, knowing he couldn't just say: 'Yeah I was bullied and i kinda blacked out' said:

"I don't know"

Phil sighed.

"Look, it was only one time, but if you do it again.." Phil looked his son in the eyes with a serious look, "you are grounded. But for now.." he sighed, "I'll give you a second chance. Got it, mate?"

Wilbur nodded.

"Yeah, I-I got it."

"Good"

Then Phil started the car and began driving home. But little did he know that his son would stay up all night trying to make up for the disappointment he caused.

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So that was it for this chapter! I just wanna thank you all for.....

100 fucking reads!!

Holy shit, I did not this that so many people actually would read his story.

Hope you enjoyed my shit!!

-Eri

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