𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 - c!wilbur x reader

chapter 1

It was just a normal day in L'manburg, nobody expected a thing until Dream and Techno ambushed us. It was unexpected, everyone was unprepared except Wilbur. Everyone eventually got their things and went to fight. I was freaking out; I couldn't find him anywhere. I looked everywhere for him; I couldn't find him. I eventually began fighting, we were fighting for a good 30 minutes until we heard a huge boom. I didn't think anything of it because Dream and Techno spawned withers. There, I saw him... the love of my life. He was the one who blew everything up, he was helping them. Maybe that was someone else, he wouldn't do that.

"Kill me Phil. Kill me. Killza." He said, he was looking at me. A frown appeared on his face, he looked away and handed his father a sword. "Fucking kill me Phil. End me" he said, trying not to acknowledge me. It hurt him to see his love after blowing up the nation they worked so hard on. The nation everyone worked so hard on, it was our home, the only place from freedom. Away from Dream, away from Techno, away from all our problems. It was all gone now, our little unfinished symphony.

"Oh god... what have I done..." The man holding Wilbur said. I looked up and there I saw him. His lifeless body lying there, I knew if he died it would've been his last time. I didn't expect it to end like this. His life was perfect, he had everything he would ever want. A good family, friends, a whole nation just to himself and his friends. It didn't have to end like this, no not like this. He has to still be alive, there has to be a way to help him. While I was stuck in my mind thinking about every single thing that could've led up to this, Niki ran over to me. She began to hug me, telling me everything was alright. I was perfectly fine; I don't know why she ran up to me. 

"I'm okay Niki, I don't need your comfort." I said, I must've said it in a stern tone because her slight smile turned into a frown. "I'm sorry Niki, I just can't get a hold of myself. I'm sorry." I said with a sad tone in my voice. She reassured me everything was okay and that there was no need to apologize. I knew I wasn't okay, not after seeing him get killed. He was my safe place, he always was. Ever since we became friends, when he was still with Sally. It was always just me and him, there for each other whenever we needed a shoulder to cry on. It was us together in every single problem there was. We always fixed it together. I can't believe he's just... gone.

I went home before I could see them take his body away, I couldn't see that. Not right now, not ever. I was speechless, this was all my fault. I must've done something to cause him to do that, I probably drove him insane. While I was stuck in my mind someone must've knocked at the door because I saw Puffy standing there. My own mother came to check up on me, I must've been bad earlier because everyone has come to check up on me. Except Phil and a few others, the murderer of my husband didn't come to apologize or anything. 

"Hey duckling, are you alright?" The woman in my doorway said as she walked towards me, pulling me into a hug. Duckling was the stupid nickname she always called me because I followed her everywhere when I was little. "Yeah, I'm fine" I said, my voice was shaky and hoarse from crying too much. I hugged her back, trying not to start sobbing in her shoulder. 

"I'm sorry you had to see that; I hope you feel better. Now I have to go and help do something." She said, it was obviously something she didn't want me to know. She was probably going to help them bury his body or something. I asked her what she was going to help with, and she opened her mouth getting ready to speak, then she stopped and kept quiet. She didn't want to say anything afraid it would make me upset. It was but I still wanted to know what she was going to do.

~time skip~

It's been a week since he died, it's getting lonely in the house. Fundy isn't taking his dad's death well either. Every night I can hear him sobbing through the walls. It makes me so upset. We are holding a funeral for Wilbur tomorrow. I don't think I want Fundy to go, I'll tell him I'm going somewhere else. Maybe I'll make up a lie and tell him I'm going with Niki to bake.