Welcome To Hell (Simpbur Fanfic)

Chapter 4

I woke up in Wilbur's bed, he had his arm around my stomach and sleeping on my side. I remember what happened last night...James leaving me. I can't put him in more danger, it would've killed him..and I don't want that. I did that to enough people, Neil..Bee..Ethan..maybe my family. "Good morning, darling." Wilbur mumbled, "Good morning." I kissed his cheek, I didn't know why I did that. He was surprised, "Someone is in a happy mood..probably because James is gone." I put his messy hair to the side. "I knew he made you stay with him." I had a confused look on my face, "He wanted you away from me." he gently smiled.

What? I left him because he almost murdered me, killed 3 of my best friends and he was abusive. "But what if he calls the police?" I asked, he chuckled. "It's not like he's gonna survive out there in the cold. And the apartment is a hour away."  He scoffed, it was silence for a couple minutes. It felt like a normal day, it felt like the past of couple months was just a nightmare. 

                                                       Was it? 

Wilbur put his hand on my stomach, which made me flinch for a second. Ignore the memories...ignore the bad memories, Rose. "Are you ok, darling?" He looked up at me, "Yeah..I had a flashback...a bad one." he knew I was talking about. "I'm still sorry about what happened...I don't think before I do things..I am." He explained, "I know you're sorry. And I accept your apology." No you are not accepting that! He almost killed you! "Can we leave this in the past?" He asked, "Sure." I gently smiled.

I was laying my head on his shoulder, we were both sitting up since he was explaining the meaning of his songs and showing me his little diary of songs and sketches. "And I drew this little mountain with some trees." He showed me the page, he moved on to the another page but quickly shut the book. "Thats it." He looked at me with a worried face, "Oh ok..I'm gonna get some food." I quickly got up and walked to the kitchen. He was hiding something..something probably bad.

I grab some chips and walked back to the bedroom. When I walked back into the room, I saw Wilbur walking pass me. "Where are you going?" I lean back on the wall, "Oh, I'm just getting something done." he looked back at me then turned to the door and walked out. I quickly checked if he was gone, which he was. Now, let's see- No Rose. Let's try not to, the last time I snuck my nose into people shit, it wasn't good. I sat back on the bed, and waited...waited...waited for him to come back. 

I don't know why I always loved him, I felt connected to him. Something about him sparked something in me...something closed to my heart. I'm in love with a fucking psycho, who is obsessed with me and fucking controlled me whenever. We had some good memories but also bad and the ugly. I'm still confused about why my father pointed to Wilbur and said "Him." that night. Was he a friend to him? Did he work with him? Did he..killed him? I started to panic.

Did he truly kill my beloved father? Did he? Or he just pointed to Wilbur and tried to say he killed me but he couldn't. 

I tried to put the puzzle together but I couldn't. Nothing worked. I stood up and looked for Wilbur's notebook, eventually I found it in his nightstand. I quickly scroll through the pages until the last ones..Something I knew about him that is he can't keep secrets. He has to put it out to someone or in a notebook. 

Until, I saw the last 2 pages. The left one was a drawing of a man, laying into a pile of garbage in a big garbage bin. Then the right page was a statement. 

       I can't handle trying to keep the secret from Rose, my beloved. She wants to know about what happened to her father,  I know the cause and the killer of his death. The killer is me, William Gold. The cause of me stabbing him until he drowned into his own blood. I know what's coming to me, Karma. Cause and effect, perhaps. Cause: Killing my old boss/ someone's husband and father. Effect: Might be the reason of my jail time or Rose leaving me..forever. I can't tell her, it will ruin the best relationship I ever had...and might be the cause of my suicide. 

I couldn't bear finish reading the page. I dropped the notebook and started to sob. I sat down on Wilbur's side of bed, the only thing I saw was my own tears on my hands. 

                                           I knew the right thing to do.

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"Rose! I'm home!" I yelled after leaving to burn the bodies and evidence. "Rose?" I started to run to my bedroom. The bedroom was dark, but the only light was coming from the bathroom. When I tried to step in the bathroom, something stopped me. I picked it up and saw it was my notebook...and it was on the page about Mr.Myers death.

                                                 shit...Shit...SHIT!

I open the bathroom to see Rose laying on the other side of the tub, I bend down and pulled her to the other side to see her. 

Black mascara was coming down on her cheeks, her eyes was closed and she was blocking her arms. I pull her sleeves up to see marks...self harm marks on her arm. She tried to cut her self near the hand...she tried to kill herself. 

But luckily, she didn't die. It was a inch away. "Rose...ROSE!" I was shaking her violently. "WAKE UP..WAKE UP!" She sat up and looked at me. Suddenly, she hugged me. I started to get wet by the shower going off. I immediately picked her up and ran to the car. 

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