Welcome To Hell (Simpbur Fanfic)

Chapter 7

I woke up in Wilbur's arms. This felt like 2 days ago, but it was better, the sun was the only through blinds except for the white light in the other window. I forgot that we were still in the hospital, I look up at him to see his sleepy face. I secretly got up and went to the bathroom, I brush my teeth and hair then look at myself for a bit.

 "Look! It's a bitch who can't let go of someone who is a psychopath!" I made fun of myself in my thoughts.

I walk back out and turned on the TV to watch YouTube for a couple hours. "Good morning" I heard Wilbur mumble, then suddenly when he turned to the other side, he fell on the floor. I look over at the other side of the hospital bed and started to laugh, "Fuck you." he sat up and squinted his eyes. A knock was on the door, I got up and opened the door. "Hey Dr.Vrite!" He was the husband of my therapist, "Can I come in?" I nodded and let him in. 

Wilbur sat right beside me awhile Dr.V was standing in-front of me, "It's about your attempted suicide. We talked to your mom about it and you have 2 choices, you have to spend a month in a mental hospital or visit a therapist." he titled his head, "She has a therapist, actually it's your wife." Wilbur said. "Yeah, I do." I added, I look at Wilbur. I knew he didn't want me to a mental hospital, he doesn't wanna lose me. 

"Alright, thank you. And you can leave the hospital tomorrow, Mrs.Myers." He smiled and walked out of the room, I sigh and started to look for my clothes. "What's wrong?" He got up and followed me around the room, "I..don't know why my mom didn't visit me. She was really nice to me the other day." I stated awhile picking up the clothes that had dried blood on them. "Fuck." I whispered to myself, "I can get some clothes from your apartment, if you like." Wilbur asked. "That will be good, babe." I turned behind me and kissed him.

He left shortly after, I kept on packing and cleaning the (kinda) messy hospital room. I flop on the bed and I kept on watching YouTube. 

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I pull in the driveway, I quickly got out and walk up the stairs. I just here for one thing, to get Rose clothes and that's it.. not going through shit. I was surprised that the door was unlocked, I quickly walk into her bedroom and got a white sweatshirt and some dark blue jogging pants. "What are you doing here?" I quickly turn around to see James in the doorway, "Well hello James." I put on a sarcastic smile and tried to move pass him but he block me by his shoulder, he smelled like beer. "Why is Rose in the hospital?" He asked, I walk past him and ignored his question, I heard a grunt and a slam. 

I turn behind me and saw him on the ground, he quickly got up and tried to punch me but I dodged it in time. He got up again and got close to me, "Why is Rose in the hospital" I could smell beer through his breath, "Because she tried to kill herself. Because of you." I lied and put on a smile. I walk to the door and stop before I turned the doorknob, I look over my shoulder.

"Oh and Rose doesn't like emotional alcoholics like you, James. So drop it." I smiled and walk downstairs to my car.

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  Wilbur walked in with a white sweatshirt and dark blue jogging pants, "I tried to do a comfortable outfit for you." he shut the door by his feet and walked towards me, "It's fine! I'll be right back." I walk into the bathroom and changed. Before I went out since I finished getting the outfit on, I look at my wrists. They were bandaged, there was dried blood on it too. I unroll both of the bandages to see my wrists was healing..kind of. 

I walk out and flop on the bed, right beside Wilbur...sleepy Wilbur. He opened his eyes a little and pulled me against his chest, and brushing my hair with his fingers. "I never felt so safe in my life before." I thought, I started to drift off to sleep. 

                          "I've never felt so alone, felt so alone."

The song went through my mind awhile falling asleep, I felt so connected with him but I know something will happened in the future. But I need something I need to address. I never had a plan in the first place.

I wanted James to go so I could be with Wilbur, I knew James was gonna be in danger. I should've done that with Nick, Neil, Clay or Bee. I shouldn't made him stay, I shouldn't made him get my charger, I shouldn't made him escape Wilbur with me and I shouldn't made her hide me from Wilbur. I don't wanna put someone in danger like I did..too many fucking times. 

I would love to run away from everyone with Wilbur, I would love to move to New York City. I would love to have a cat and I would love to have a...family. But he needs help, professional help. He needs someone to open up his feelings, someone except me. And I know, it would be hard, I dealt with the same feeling before. I love him, but he needs to clean up his act. 

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Wow, Rose venting go brrr - C3ndy