Running From You.. (Schlattbur Story)

Chapter 12

Wilbur's POV

My eyes focused on the water spilling out from the long waterfall, but my eyes did look over to Schlatt ever so often. His breath had slowed, his face was seemingly relaxed. It was hard to tell when his relaxed face looked like he's pissed off.  He had the milkweed lying in his hand, his hand being gentle with it, carefully not to break the stem or the petals on it. My eyes quickly averted back to the water after staring for so long. 

I eventually heard Niki come back in. I lifted my torso up, then eventually got to my feet. She came into my view, she now had a few cuts on her face along with dirt. Her hair was messy and tangled up, I assume from running, dodging, and more. I rushed over to her, her looking up at me with a soft smile, "Hello Wil." My face was not plastered with worry.

"Niki are you alright?" I fixed her glasses, brushing her hair out of her eyes. She nodded her head, continuing to smile. That's when I started rambling on to make sure I knew she wasn't lying.

Schlatt's POV

I was standing in the grass, staring at Wilbur and Niki. 'They were close, why does it matter so much to me?' I could only sneer, holding the milkweed in my fist. 'They're just best friends Schlatt. Don't be dumb.' I just walked off out of spite. They'll be fine alone without my care. 

I made it back to the corridors, walking around to get used to my surroundings that I would stay in for the mean time. The guest rooms were pretty basic, mostly the same things, just differently arranged. The bathrooms weren't that special either. I just continued to roam around.

Not long after, I heard footsteps of two individuals. I hopped into one of the rooms, cracking the door. I didn't want to be bothered by them asking what I was doing anyways. I chose to listen in on their conversation that they were having. 

Wilbur's POV

Niki had kept asking me questions about Schlatt. They were all so weird. I chose not to answer some of them.

"Don't you think he'll betray you Wil? He's your enemy, right? It should be only me and you here, he would probably get in your way anyways. He's just another problem, right?" She continued rambling on, comments about Schlatt that pissed me off. I tried my best to contain my anger, but it didn't work well. I lashed out almost instantly.

"Niki he's not a bad fucking person, if you would open your goddamn eyes maybe you would actually acknowledge that he's a fucking human being too!" I had stopped walking, looking down at her with hatred. She had stopped talking, slightly scrunched down. I could tell that she felt small.

Schlatt's POV

I heard Wilbur practically yell at her. In my opinion, that was hysterical due to her shit talking behind my back previously. I poked my head out of the door, just to see her face after that. I put my hand over my mouth, attempting to keep my laugh in. I eventually burst out laughing at her. She deserved it after what she said. Hell, she was probably going to kick me out of here just so she could be alone with Wilbur. The door was almost fully open now, my laugh echoing down the corridor.

Wilbur's POV

I snapped my head in the direction I heard a booming laugh. A familiar laugh, to say the least. There was Schlatt, leaning out of a door and laughing his ass off. Niki had turned to look at him. She looked embarrassed, her face a light shade of pink. I assumed that Schlatt heard most of her shit talk, then saw her face after me almost yelling at her. That's how Schlatt was, and I'm not complaining. I thought it was a bit funny too, but Schlatt just continued to laugh. It was a bit concerning to me, but I paid no mind to it. Schlatt eventually stopped laughing at her. I noticed that he was hesitant to say something, most likely because he didn't want to get kicked out. Niki just scoffed, turning her heel and walking in the other direction of the corridor, "Go do something productive," she called out as she did so. My eyes looked away from her, back at Schlatt. He only rolled his eyes, walking down the corridor to our room. I followed behind him eventually, though he did slam the door in my face purposefully. I heard his muffled snicker behind the door. I turned the knob, shoving the door open. He wasn't in my view yet. I assumed that he was hiding. 

I closed the door behind myself, making a few glances around the room. There weren't many places for a 6'3 man to hide. Especially that man not being a flexible one. I checked the closet, which was an easy no. He wouldn't be that gullible. Though, he would be gullible enough to go under the bed. I crouched down, then tossed my legs behind me, my arms holding up my upper torso. I glanced over, seeing Schlatt curled up, staring right back at me. My lips curled into a smile, eventually laughing at his little efforts. He held his hand out, which I took and yanked his arm, him sliding out from underneath the bed over to my side. 

"Christ, Wil," he looked slightly surprised, which confused me.

"What?" I replied with, being optimistic of the situation.

"You just pulled me out with one arm effortlessly, that's what!" He hopped back to his feet, helping me up off the floor. I dusted my shirt off.

"I don't see why that surprised you so much?" I adjusted my glasses into a more comfortable position. He just rolled his eyes, clearly not bothered to explain right now. I just scoffed at him, which seemed to tick him off. He crossed his arms. I could tell he was unsure of what to do now. I walked over to him again, putting my head on his shoulder.

"Why are you always so angry, Jschlatt?" I slightly turned my head to look at him.

Schlatt's POV

Wilbur had put his head on my shoulder, his hot breath going against my neck now. I stared at myself in the mirror that was before us, not responding. It was a stupid question for him to ask. I watched Wilbur's eyes avert to the mirror, though he looked at my face that way.

"Quit being a dick, Schlatt."

"Quit being a hot fucking person," I snapped back at him. He stared into the mirror, his eyes widening. I grinned at him, his red face just watching.

I knew that red meant he loved me.