"I'm Proud Of You" | Wilbur Soot angst

Chapter 7

TW: intrusive thoughts / injuries

It was 2 am. Wilbur was studying. He was tired as fuck and just wanted to go down a hole. He was nearly done with the page when he heard his door open.

"Wilbur, what are you still doing up?" the monotone voice of his brother filled the room. Wilbur froze, terrified that his brother would find out.

Wilbur turned around in his chair, to see a pink-haired 19-year-old with crossed arms looking at him.

"I-I- I could ask you the same thing, what are you still doing up?" Wilbur decided to change subject.

"Don't do that with me. It ain't working." Techno seemed to think for a moment. "When was the last time you slept?"

"I-"

"Wilbur." Wilbur looked down.

"A couple of days ago" he whispered.

Techno's eyes went from stern to soft and a bit sad. He went up to hug his little brother.

"It's okay. You're okay Wilbur. I don't fully know what you're going through, but I'm here for you we're gonna fix this."

Those words made Wilbur break. He cried into his brother's shoulder for a long time. They sat on Wilbur's bed together, one comforting the other, while the other cried. When the crying had soften down a bit, Techno asked:

"What's going on, Will? You can tell me anything."

"Can you promise not to tell dad?"

"Yes I can promise"

Wilbur took a deep breath, then he started.

"Tech I'm scared" he began.

"What are you scared about?"

"I-I-"

"Wilbur look me in the eyes" Wilbur looked up. "You can tell me anything. I won't ever ever tell someone you don't want me to tell. Not even dad." he added as Wilbur opened his mouth.

"I-I just don't know where to begin. It's just that dad....nevermind, it's childish."

"Wilbur. Look at me" Wilbur looked up again and was met by his brother's concerned eyes. "If it makes you feel like this, it's not childish. I won't respect you any less. I just want to help you."

"O-okay, it's just that...uhm..." Wilbur tried to find the right words. "It's d-dad. Like, he tells you and Tommy how much he's proud of you every day. But, when it comes to me, he's never told me he's proud of me. Ever." Wilbur looked up at Techno, and Techno had that look that said: Go on. Wilbur sighed. "And there's these voices in my head telling me ...stuff..."

"What kind of stuff?"

"Well, t-that I don't d-deserve food, that I don't deserve sleep, and so on. Plus...Oscar..."

"Oscar?"

"He-he's just some guy...who doesn't like me too much."

"What does he do?" Techno was afraid to ask. Wilbur just sighed and took his jumper off. Techno gasped and put a hand over his mouth at his brother's bruised torso.

Wilbur just looked down, his voices telling him that he regrets telling his brother. But then suddenly, he felt himself engulfed in a hug.

"I'm so so sorry for not noticing, and I'm so proud of you for telling me" Techno said while rubbing circles on Wilbur's back. Wilbur burst out crying again. He cried of joy, he cried of sadness, everything.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Phil's head poked in.

"Is everything alright in here? Why are you up at 2:30 a....m....?" he trailed off when he saw his middle child's torso. "Will! What happened?"

Wilbur looked down. "Nothing..."

"Wilbur, it's definitely not nothing."

Wilbur looked at Techno for help. Techno looked down at his little brother, then whispered in his ear so that Phil wouldn't hear:

"You ok with me telling Phil about the bullying? I think he needs to know it"

Wilbur sighed.

"Yeah, whatever, i-it's fine"

Techno turned around.

"I'll tell you later Phil, I'm just gonna get this little bastard to sleep first."

Phil nodded, then left the room.

No, Wilbur, you can't sleep. You need to study. How the fuck will Phil ever have even an inch of pride for you if you get shit grades? If you waste your time on useless stuff like sleeping when you could study?

Wilbur believed the voice. He believed it.

"Techno, it's fine. I'm fine. I need to study anyway, just go back to sleep so I can go back to studying." Wilbur stood up and started walking towards his desk.

"Nah, nah, nah, nah. You get back here." Techno grabbed his brother's wrist. Wilbur janked his wrist back, put his jumper back on, then sat down at his desk. Techno sighed, then stood up. He made his way towards his little brother, then lifted him up.

"Techno! Put me down!"

"Yeah, no you can forget that." Techno said, as he placed Wilbur on his bed. "You're staying on this bed until you fall asleep."

"I need to study" Wilbur struggled against Techno's grip.

"Nope. Not happenin'"

It didn't take long before Wilbur was too tired to struggle. He went limp and just accepted the fate of sleep. Techno loosened his grip and started to walk towards the door.

"Tech?" Wilbur mumbled.

"Yes, Will?"

"Can you sleep here tonight?"

Techno felt his heart melt. The last time something like this happened was when Wilbur was 7 and Techno was 11, and Wilbur had a nightmare.

"Sure kiddo. Sure."

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-Eri