ART COVER INSPIRED BY: nmuurder ON INSTAGRAM
Extra details (smoke, ash, words, etc.) by: me
Y/N is a detective, who is currently attempting to solve a case. Someone has burnt down a building and killed multiple people and their loved ones. That pe...
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"Hello? Hello?" Wilbur's voice echoed with a slight aggression hidden behind his soft tone. The sound of his presence woke me up, and I sat up straight instantly. "GAH- oh!" He sighed with relief. "I'm sorry, I completely forgot you were here."
I ignored the odd wording coming from Wilbur and ran up to him. He flinched as I stopped myself before I could collide with him. His eyes opened and his eyebrows furrowed. "That was unnecessary- who are you?"
"What?" I put my hand onto his cold ones. "This isn't funny, Wil. I was so worried about you. I couldn't get a good night's rest."
Wilbur pulls his hands away from mine and looks at me, up and down. "You touching me was also unnecessary. Answer my question, ma'am."
"M- Ma'am?" I take a step back, not believing what I was hearing. "Wil, my name is Y/N. Y/N L/N. Your girlfriend?" I hug myself, trying to stop the goosebumps forming on my arms.
"Girlfriend?" He scoffs. "I already have one. She should be the one in here, not you." Wilbur peaks over my shoulder. "Where is she? Did you do something to her?"
"I-"A tear rolled down my cheek, but I wiped it away before Wilbur could question it. "You guys broke up months ago. I'm your girlfriend Wilbur!" I put my thumb against my chest. "Me! Do you not remember the car ride? Where you confessed? Do you not remember all the adventures we've been on? All of the cases we solved? And all the cases we're working on right now?"
He lets go of his hand and relaxes his shoulders. "That's ridiculous. I would never fall for my partner. And clearly, you don't work in the same field as I. None of my coworkers would act this way towards me."
I let my arms fall to my sides, anger slowly raising inside me. "Well, you disobeyed your own morals! You let suspect 1346 out, for me! You put your job on the line, for me! I don't understand how you can just forget that!" I clench my fists. "I can't do this anymore. I'm done with your jokes."
"Whatever, lady! Just leave me alone!" Wilbur snapped back. "I need security. HELLO?! HELP ME! THERE'S A CRAZY LADY HERE!"
I pointed a harsh finger at the man I thought I knew. "When you get your memory back, I hope you feel horrible!"
"SECURITY!!" Wilbur yelled, ignoring my poorly worded threat.
Without another word, I stormed out of the room and closed the door behind me loudly. A nurse nearby asked if I was alright, which I responded by dropping to my knees. Heartbroken.
Y/N hugged herself as she concluded her perspective on the situation. It was irritating but at the same time, I couldn't bring myself to lash out in any way. After a minute or two of awkward back rubs, we were ready to head back. Y/N was still hesitant, but knew that there was no other way around this. She'd have to confront Wilbur sooner or later.
