two weeks

Wilbur's Angel

tw/cw: suicidal thoughts, traumatising flashbacks,

Tommy and Phil screamed as Wilbur leaned back. Wilbur smiled contently, he was free. Tommy dived forward and grabbed Wilbur's foot just as it slipped over the edge, and held on as tight as he could. Phil yelped in panic as Tommy lost his grip, he grabbed both of them and pulled as much as he could. Wilbur was pulled back up as he screamed. "PLEASE. I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE." He screamed as his family hugged him. He let out a heartbreaking sob as Phil and Tommy held onto him tight. "I can't.." He cried. Phil shushed him and Tommy shook, still processing what happened. What his brother tried to do. Wilbur began to scream and struggle, "I NEED TO. DAD LET ME GO!" He screamed between cries. Phil shook his head and ran his hand through Wilbur's hair as he screamed. "Tommy, call Niki." Phil ordered as Tommy cried quietly, he was overwhelmed. Tommy nodded and ran to get his phone.

"N-Niki?"

"Toms? That you? What's up?"

Tommy cried through the phone.

"Tommy? What happened?"

"W-Wilbur..! He tried to- He tried to-" Tommy was struggling to speak.

"Oh god. Tommy what did he do?"

"He- He tried to jump-"

"I'm on my way. Is someone with him? Please tell me you didn't leave him alone."

"W-with Phil." Tommy stammered.

"Okay. Okay. Stay on the line, okay? It'll be okay Toms. I promise."

"O-okay. He was so- so close Niki. He- he leaned over, and I- I... I grabbed his foot- and... and-"

"It's okay Toms, just try to calm down okay?"

"Okay." Tommy took some deep breaths. Tommy came back up to the roof with a cup of tea for Wilbur. Wilbur was sitting on the floor, wrapped up in Phil's coat, shivering. Phil smiled shakily at Tommy, looking exhausted even though it was only morning. Niki was still on the phone as she drove far past the speed limit towards the apartments.

"You okay Tommy?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

"Okay, I'm here. I'm going to hang up now, okay?"

"Okay."

Tommy walked over to Wilbur and rested his head on his knee. Wilbur played with his hair and cried quietly. "I'm sorry." Tommy just nodded silently. Wilbur looked at the edge again. "It's calling for me." He said quietly. Phil cupped Wilbur's face in his hands. "Wilbur, for as long as I live, I will personally make sure you live longer than I." Wilbur nodded quietly and sniffled.

Niki ran onto the rooftop, looking worried sick. "Oh Wilbur." She said quietly, as she walked over to him. "I'm sorry Niki."

"I should have known." Phil mumbled. Wilbur looked over to him, "Don't blame yourself, Phil. This is just how I'm meant to go." Niki began to cry at that, "Don't say that Wilbur! Don't say that ever again!" She cried out. Wilbur just sighed. Phil looked to Tommy to see him biting his fingers from the stress and trauma. "Tommy mate, do you have chewellery?" Tommy nodded quietly. "I have some, don't worry." Niki took a small necklace out of her bag and gave it to Tommy as he began to chew on it instead. "Thanks." Wilbur's face changed from dead, emotionless to worried. "Someone check on Fundy." He said quietly. Tommy took his opportunity to escape the situation and ran back to the apartment. "I should have just jumped. But I had to be dramatic." Wilbur mumbled, angry at himself. Phil bit his lip, "Wilbur, we all love you, we want you to be here." Niki nodded in agreement. Wilbur grimaced and went silent, eyes glossing over. "Daydreaming." Niki and Phil said simultaneously. Niki looked down, a little embarrassed, "Sorry for screaming and slapping you." She mumbled. "It's okay Niki mate, I deserved it."

Wilbur remembered being 14, lying on the floor. He was bleeding out, sure he was going to die. He remembered hearing a blood-curdling scream, and looking up weakly to see Tommy. Tommy got him help and saved him that day. Tommy was his angel.

Wilbur remembered being 23, only a few months ago. He had gotten mugged and assaulted on the street. All of the money he had earned that month was gone. Wilbur saw no need to keep going. He went up to that roof, and he tried to jump. Tommy helped him, told him it would be okay. Tommy saved him that day. Tommy was his angel.

Wilbur remembered all of the times Tommy brightened up his bad days. All of the times Tommy saved him without knowing. Tommy was his angel.

Wilbur remembered today. Tommy grabbed his foot, and pulled him back up. Tommy was his angel.

Tommy was his reason to keep going, he would protect his angel. Wilbur would keep going, for Tommy.

Wilbur had no idea how right he was.

Wilbur came back to reality with a trace of a smile on his face. "I'm... I'm ready to come down." He said quietly. Phil sighed in relief. "Never fucking scare me like that ever again." Wilbur nodded.

"Thanks for caring."

"No problem mate."

Wilbur looked around, "Where's Niki?" Phil smiled patiently, "Mate, she left 20 minutes ago."

"Oh." Wilbur got up, and Phil discreetly made sure he was behind him so he could stop him from doing anything.

Once they got back to the apartment, Phil walked into the spare room - his room, and sunk to the floor, completely drained. He stayed silent for about 20 minutes, just breathing. He felt a small breeze brush across his face. "Thank you Kristin."

"He's my son too Phil, I won't let him die." Replied a ghostly voice.

"Should I tell them why I left?"

"I think you should, I'll be there the whole time, I always am." Phil smiled,

"Thanks." He whispered. Phil looked in the mirror to see a purple kiss mark on his face. "You did not. How am I supposed to explain this?" Phil heard a ghostly giggle and she was gone. He smiled incredulously. Phil thought back to his old adventuring days, way before Wilbur or Tommy were born.

Phil leaped off of the cliff, activating his parachute, laughing as people shouted at him, "Do you have a death wish?!"

"I married her." Phil said quietly.

He walked out of the room to see Tommy and Wilbur cuddled up on the couch, asleep. "Aww." He said quietly. Tommy's head shot up. "I AM NOT ASLEEP AND I AM NOT CUTE. I AM A BIG MAN!" Tommy shouted at Phil as he laughed. Phil burst out laughing aswell. Wilbur, who was still asleep, was smiling lightly in his sleep. "I bet he's dreaming about women." Tommy mumbled, his old self coming back through despite the day's events.

Wilbur wasn't dreaming about women. He was dreaming about her.

"We'll be together forever, right?" Wilbur smiled at his girlfriend. "I'm sure of it."

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"I'm pregnant." She said, looking completely devastated, she began to cry.

"It's okay, we'll figure it out. I promise."

"My parents are going to fucking kill me Wilbur!" Wilbur bit his lip.

"We'll figure it out, Sal."

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"I'm not allowed to see you anymore. I'm sorry."

"W-what? Sally!" She already ran away.

Wilbur was close to ending it that day, but his angel always pulled through.