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Thursday

It is now 3 in the morning and I'm hella scared, my biggest fear is being home alone... yes I do live alone. But it's being home alone at night and awake.

I'm not normally awake but I put all of my hoodies and jackets in the washer in the apartment lobby. They were sopping wet from the stupid rain.

At every corner I get scared that someone is in my house. Even when I don't see anything I still think "that kinda looks like a person" and then I start crying.

Allison isn't up, and neither is Noah because they have normal sleep schedules. And Stenson keeps making sounds and knocking shit over and it terrifies me every time

I was sat on my couch when I heard a phone go off. I felt my heart drop... before I realized it was mine and I had just gotten a message

Unknown

Hey, it's Wilbur, you're probably asleep but I just wanted to let you know my number

I felt myself smile and it was like I was no longer scared, but I was aware of everything. Every tap still startled me, but I wasn't crying.

Wilbur :]

Hello Wilbur, good to hear from you

The message is immediately marked as read and I can just tell we're both staring at our screens... maybe I'm just weird.

I hold my breath and take a leap of faith;

Why're you awake?

It's marked as read immediately again as if he never closed out messages

I'm never able to sleep

Oh, I'm sorry

No, it makes for fun chats with my friends

Why are you awake, if you don't mind me asking

I let out a shaky breath, I'm not gonna tell him I'm scared of being in my own house

Just having problems sleeping

I'm sorry, hope you sleep soon

I sit there and stare at the messages, they ease me slightly and I'm able to stand up properly and go to sleep, even thought it's now 4 in

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