Silent Love// Wilbur X reader

Just Say My Name CHAPTER 7

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Just Say My Name
CHAPTER 7
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I was lying in bed, tied down with boredom. Kit had been gone almost 4 hours now and I was feeling more useless as time went by. I wanted her back, desperately. I was beginning to think she had left for good. I’m never going to see her again. my eyes were getting blurry at the fear of her presence being gone from my memory. “Stop it Wilbur!” I swore to myself jumping out of bed and went to the washroom. I flicked on the light and turned on the water, running my hands through the icy liquid. I pressed my hands onto my face. it wasn’t just the thought of her being gone, it was the idea of her being gone without doing so much as saying my name. Was I that bad? I pulled my face from my palms, staring at my hands. “Fuck…” I mutter. I sat up to look at myself in the mirror. I looked so tired, even though I had been getting more sleep than usual, I looked so helpless, pathetic. “Pfft…” I let my back hit the wall and my eyes shut in desperation. Slowly I slid down to sit on the floor. I buried my face in my hands. This was all so confusing, she was driving me insane. And yet somehow I genuinely enjoyed the insanity. I began to feel a lump in my throat and I knew what was coming. My eyes were stinging. “Stop Soot…” I named myself with Kit’s label. it was no use though, I felt hot tears already trailing my cheeks. “Fuck!” I yelled, looking up as my head pressed against the wall. I cried softly, I was too overwhelmed, so much had happened in the past few days. “Just say my name…” I weeped. Was I really that insignificant that she couldn’t even call me by my actual name? “Just say it…” I whispered, rubbing off my wet cheeks. “What the fuck is wrong with me..?” I whined, my voice breaking, shattering on the floor. I sat my head between my knees. “Come home…” I didn’t want her to see me like this, it hurt too much. I told her to be safe, is she alright? how could she get such a good grip on me that the second she left I was sitting on the bathroom floor, crying like a bitch. Without her here, I’m crumbling. Within the frustration I kicked the cabinet doors in front of me, the frail wood snapped as my foot crashed through the now broken cupboard. Now that my attention had been caught, my emotions began to calm. I fought with my foot for a second to pull it out of the hole. “Shit…” I muttered examining the sticks of thin gray painted wood. I began collecting the pieces that had fallen from the impact. Once I had finally cleaned it all, I stood up and tossed them in the trash. I stepped to see myself in the mirror, my face was red, I looked scared. I pushed the water on again, and for the second time washed off my face. I turned around and buried my face in the towel hanging from the wall. I exhaled pulling away. I lazily walked into the kitchen, checking the time. 7:01pm.
It was 8:38pm and I felt empty. I was sitting at the kitchen counter scrolling through my phone, sipping orange juice straight from the carton. Maybe she just can’t find something nice. I thought to myself, I had been telling myself that for hours now. She would look nice in anything though. I wanted to call her, but I didn’t wish to bother her. I opened my phone, seconds from clicking her name when I noticed something odd. I immediately recognized the most recent number called. Tom’s number had been called this morning, the call looked to last around 20 minutes. Yeah right, cause Tommy called me. “Stupid thing…” I shut off my malfunctioning phone, even if he had called me I would’ve known, I would’ve gotten the notification. I sat looking around searching for something to do with myself. Suddenly the apartment door burst open and my head cocked to look at the doorway. Kit slammed the door shut and threw her bags aside. She ran up to me harshly grabbing the sides of my face. With all the sudden movements I went limp as she jerked my head around searching for any injuries “Are you okay?!” she spoke quite frantically. “Kit, I'm fine, are you okay?” I placed my hands on her shoulders watching her scared face. “Yes, are you hurt?” Kit continued with the bombardment of questions. her eyes examined my body looking for anything remotely wrong. “No Kit, I’m perfectly fine” her out of the blue anxiety scared me, what happened while she was out? She sighed heavily, letting her head drop on my chest, her two shaky hands still sitting on the sides of my face. I could barely hear her quiet whimpers. I pulled her away from me so I could look at her again. Her eyes were puffy and her cheeks were dark pink. “What happened Kit” I directed her. Her lips twitched as her frightened tears flowed from her eyes. “Don’t cry, we’re okay” I tried to comfort her. “I thought you died!” she exclaimed. I didn’t want to see her cry, it hurt me, it felt like another knife in my flesh, too deep to handle, but I tried my absolute best to compose myself. “Why would I be dead?” I asked her gently, tucking her hair behind her ear. “While I was out…” she tried to catch her breath. “Breathe Kit” I told her. “Breathe” She closed her eyes, slowing down a little, focusing on herself. “While I was out I- I just couldn’t stop thinking that you were hurt o-or dead- dead on the floor, and I was scared that I couldn't help you” she sniffled and sobbed. “Hey, hey but I'm not,” I said softly. “I'm not dead” I carefully lifted her chin to look at me. “Here I am, I'm okay, you're okay, we’re both alright. Your falling victim to your own mind” I reassured she was safe. She watched me with her bleary eyes as I wiped her tears with my thumbs. “Is it because of this morning?” I asked quietly, she paused before weakly nodding. “I don’t want you to work yourself up, because my arm is healing now thanks to you” I smiled. “And nobody’s dying” she nodded and pulled in to hug me. I held her as close as I could. her breathing was finally coming to peace. “I'm nothing without you, Soot…” Kit whispered. My whole heart almost stopped in that single moment. I made a split decision to get her mind off of things. “Hey, why don’t you show me what you got?” I pulled away a little, smiling. There was a glint of excitement in her eyes at my curiosity in her clothing. “I think I'll make you wait,” she laughed, wiping her nose. It felt so good having her here again. She came home.