|DISCONTINUED| Restart his love [reader trans!MASC x simpbur]

Waiting...

THIRD-PERSON POV

Tommy had came down a little while after. Him and Y/n talked, with him trying to hint at the fact that he's been kidnapped. But it didn't help that Wilbur was right next to them the whole time. So he tried doing the hand sign when Wilbur wasn't looking. But Tommy wouldn't be looking either. Y/n was losing hope that he could get out of this. He wanted to go home and spend some time with his mom and dad. He couldn't do any of that anymore. He noticeably saddend.

"You ok Y/n?" Y/n looked around for Wilbur. He wasn't in sight so Y/n did the hand signal again. He had his hand out,(like this✋) and then tucked his thumb under his other four fingers. Tommy knew what the sign ment and thank God he did. He pointed to Wilbur and Y/n nodded. "Is he..." Tommy got a piece of paper and wrote his response down. "Yeah, its been really boring lately. With nothing really going on you know?" The note read:

Is he keeping you here against your will? If so agree with my statement if not and it's something else disagree with my statement and I can get you some help.

Y/n nods. "Yep, with nothing going around here is quite boring. Hey do you wanna play some minecraft?" Tommy's heart drops, yet he continues to play along.

"Yeah! Let's play some minecraft!" Tommy makes his way to his room while Y/n followed the two meet in there. "Your not lying are you?"

"No, I'm not! When you first found me in the chair I had woken up there not the long ago, he killed my parents. Please believe me."

"Keep your voice down. Ok? I'll call the authorities you just hide somewhere for the time being ok?"
Y/n nods his head. He hid underneath Tommy's bed. Tommy then got on his phone to call 911.

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WILBUR POV

I had came back into the living room, they weren't there. Weird. I went into Tommy's room to see that they were playing minecraft. I could hear from inside the door. I could just go to the store and get something. They'll be fine when I'm gone. Y/n is too scared of the 'cameras' I have around the house. So he wouldn't say anything.

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THIRD-PERSON POV

Tommy finishes up the call reporting a kidnapping. That's when the door closed. Shit. Wilbur left, he better get back soon.

***

Nothing. Not even the cops arrived yet. Tommy had mentioned wioburs name but they didn't find him on the way did they?

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/n had got out from under the bed to sleep. Hiding under there and with no sign of anyone he thought to get some sleep.

"Wake me up when someone gets here ok?" Tommy nods.

"Don't worry I will." The two sat in silence, untill Y/n finally feel asleep.

***

Y/n had woken up in a dark room. Did Wilbur come back and figure out what happened? No surly not. The lights came on the show a beaten up Tommy. Y/n's eyes widen. He wanted to scream, but nothing came out. He tried to get out of his restraints he was in, but nothing. Wilbur soon slowly emerged from the darkness, smiling.

"I told you this would happen." He said, his voice echoed. Y/n didn't want to believe what was showen in front of him. This isn't real, it couldn't be. Wilbur walked up to Y/n with a knife in hand. He ripped the tape from his mouth, oddly it didn't sting.

Y/n's throat was dry. All he could get out was, "Wh-why-?" He asked, yet no answer had came forth.

"You did this to yourself. To the both of you." Wilbur sighs. "Trust me, I didn't want to do any of this. But your the one who forced this onto him. If you just had listen to me he would be fine. But no you had to say something." He walked away from Y/n and closer to Tommy. With the knife in hand he raised it up. He was aiming for the blonde boy next to him. Y/n's eyes started to water. He couldn't say anything. Wilbur griped the knife hard. And struck down as hard and as fast as he could.

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