Silent Love// Wilbur X reader

I Love You CHAPTER 11

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I Love You
CHAPTER 11
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It was almost 9am now. After I left I made a quick pit stop at our apartment to put on some better clothing. I wasn’t picky with my choice, I just wanted to get back to Kit as soon as possible. I had on baggy brown trousers and a gray crewneck. The silence of pain was all I could hear in this god forsaken hallway. I was walking quickly, not wanting to waste a single second I could have with her. The only thing I had brought was those polaroids, a bag of toiletries and myself, and I planned on staying the night if they’d let me. I finally reached the same room as earlier, immediately knocking at it, already starved for the answer. The same woman opened the door. “Oh Mr. Soot, your ba-” she was quickly interrupted though. “Can I see her?” I asked, trying to look further into the room. “yes” She let me in as we were finally reunited. She hadn’t moved since I last saw her face. “How long do you plan to stay?” The doctor asked. “As long as I can, all night if I'm able to,” I muttered, not looking back at her. I pulled the same seat under me as I sat next to Kit's bed. Her hair was tucked back and her dress had been removed and replaced with a hospital gown. The doctor left, and shut the door. “I told you I'd be back…” I said. adjusting myself in the seat. My tears were begging to return but I forced them away this time. I wanted to enjoy the time I was able to spend in her presence, even if it was difficult to. “And I went to your aunt and uncles, your aunt is a very nice lady” I grabbed her hand again, glancing at the heart monitor. It looked completely normal. “And your brother, he’s got to be one of the best kids I’ve ever interacted with, he’s all safe and happy now” I rubbed my thumb on her knuckles. “Your aunt also let me take a look in your old room actually” I reached into my pocket pulling out the 6 photos I had taken from the boxes. “I found the pictures you told me about, and I have to say I really do like them” I admired the photos, the significance and care she put into her family and the portraits of herself. “I’ve got to say this one has to be my favourite, this one with the striped shirt, you look like your standing outside, I think you look very pretty” I looked over, her face full of stone, I took a deep breath urging myself to continue, the one sided conversation was actually helping a bit. “I like the pictures of Ty as well, I know how much you love him” I examined every detail of each picture. “Unlike myself, you were very prepossessing when you were 18, and still are” I laughed softly. I collected the pictures and laid them down on the side table. “I'll leave these here in case you wake up and want to look at them, when I’m not here” I placed down the remainder of the photos carefully. “I’m going to try my best to stay the night with you though” I consoled her, if she could even hear me. I remember hearing one time that people in comas could sometimes hear you. Even if that wasn’t the case, talking  still helped. “We can help each other through the night” each of my sentences were met with silence. I closely watched her face. Her makeup had been cleaned, she looked so peaceful. I hope she feels peaceful. “This hurts me Kit, I understand that’s an understatement considering what I know you’re facing” I admitted. Dammit I couldn’t get sad now. “But you're strong, and I know this will be easy for you to conquer” I commended her. “Your such a good person, you helped me as much as you could when I got hurt, so I’m going to help you as much as I can now”
“Anything you’ll ever need, I'll be here”
“Anything?”
“Anything, my love”
I remembered dancing with her, the comfort and warmth I felt. “You know…” I started, thinking back on when I met her. “When you first came up to me in that bar, I thought you were conning me, trying to get some money out of me or something” I paused to look at her. “But when we got on the train together for the first time, I knew you were going to drive me crazy, love isn't guaranteed and it never will be” I was so lost in my thoughts and feelings. “But when I look at you now, I see… everything” I spilled to her, at first I would’ve scolded myself if I was to do this days before, But I needed her to know. “You make me a better man, I was such a prick before, a low-life, but you’ve helped me with things I didn’t think could be fixed, I thought maybe I was just broken, that maybe something just wasn’t wired the right way” I watched as I held her hand. “just a faulty circuit board” I tried to look inside myself, but the doubt overpowered anything else I tried to feel. “Kit, I'm not even sure what you see in me” I blurted out. “I think you're so perfect, and you are. You're my end and my beginning, and I'm just-” I bit on the inside of my cheek, watching the floor. “Me…” I had to take a break from talking or else I was going to start breaking down for the hundredth time today. I turned for my bag, riffing through the contents until I found bottled water. I sat back up, twisting the cap off. “A toast… to safety…” My voice was cracking through my tears.
It was evening now, around 6pm, I spent the whole day talking nonsense with Kit who slept soundly throughout the whole ordeal. I was exhausted, I hadn’t slept in over 24 hours. My eyelids were getting heavy and my body was melting. I was still sitting in the same uncomfortable chair, with her hand locked with mine and I wasn’t interested in finding the key. I knew once I fell asleep I'd be out for a while, but I didn’t want to miss anything that may happen to Kit. I also knew that the more I waited I'd be met with the silence of a girl in a coma and the shuffling of patients outside, nothing more. “Just sleep Wilbur…” Kit said softly in my head. “I know, love…” I whispered, my head falling down as I lost control of my body. things were going dark. “Goodnight Wilbur,” The woman in my head told me.
It was 10am, I had woken up maybe an hour ago, and I resumed exactly where I had left off, talking to the girl nonstop. Telling her how I slept and what I had dreamt about, even if it was vague. “I hope you're sleeping well” I told her, my hand hadn’t moved, and I wasn’t going to move it as much as I could help it. The familiar doctor came in again. “How’s she doing?” She asked me as a form of comfort. “Quiet” I told her, pushing my hair back a little. “Well her heart monitor has gotten a lot better and because of how quickly we were able to get her into surgery, I wouldn't be surprised if she was able to wake up soon” She gathered a few things from the other side of the room. “Wait, really? How soon?” I asked, facing her now. “Yes, if she can make it through today, we can look into waking her up in the next few days, that is if she doesn’t wake up by herself,” I smiled at the news, turning back to Kit. “You hear that?” I whispered excitedly. “Also Mr. Soot, She has another visitor” My eyes stayed glued on the girl. “Hey mate” I heard a man behind me say. My whole body jerked to see the entrance at the familiarity of the voice. In the doorway stood a tall man with fluffy blonde hair, T-shirt and jeans. “Tommy..?” I watched him, feeling everything inside me go cold, I hadn’t seen him in almost a year. “Tommy the restrai-” He interrupted me “I got it lifted” I was speechless I didn’t know how to react, what to say or what to do. “Is she the one who called me?” Tommy asked, taking a step into the room. “What?” My eyes followed him as he pulled a seat up next to me. “A woman called me from your number, told me a few things” I looked back at Kit, now with my brother next to me, it almost felt wrong to be around him. “What’d she say her name was?” I asked him, squeezing her hand. “She said her name was Kit, told me you two were pretty close” I scoffed, now having context to the call made to him the other day. “Yeah… that’s her” Tommy looked at Kit, examining the situation before continuing. “How close?” he asked, turning to look at me. I swallowed, brushing my thumb on her hand. “We love each other, but there was never a label” I explained, it felt good to admit to myself and others my love for her. “Have you ever told her that?” he asked again. “Not that she’s been conscious to hear, no…” It hurt knowing she didn’t even get to hear me tell her I loved her back. “Then I suggest that the second she wakes up, you let her know” I knew I had to tell her. but I still had questions of my own. “What’d she tell you over the phone?” I looked at him. He definitely looked grown up, he had a family of his own. “Well she told me about the situation you were in, told me that you had cut down the alcohol and had realized your reality, she said she was worried about you and asked me to give you another chance” She had really told him that? This was all too surreal. “And you…” I trailed away. Tommy nodded. “I wouldn’t have picked up the phone if I didn’t still see something in you Will” I was sick of holding everything in, my eyes were watering “I’m so sorry Tommy, Because I am the big brother. I'm sorry I wasn't better at it until now…” I apologized, The phrase breaking a little underneath my voice. “It’s alright, I love you mate” he stood up and held his hand out. I took his hand and let go of Kits, I knew I could return to her in a few short seconds. I stood up pulling him to me. My face was sitting in the crook of his neck. “I love you too, Tommy” I replied. It felt better than anything to have him as a part of me again. Eventually we pulled away smiling. “Sorry…” I scoffed still with a grin on my face. “No worries,” Tommy said, sitting back down with me. That’s when I remembered my promise. “Hey, do you remember back in year 3 when I would walk you home?” Tommys eyes widened “Bloody hell I do…” He shook his head, chuckling. “Wiwbuh i’m cowd” we both said. “Ah man you were my hero when I was a kid man” Those words felt so good, something I never knew I needed. “So, what are you doing here at the hospital anyways?” I cleared my throat, my hand quickly lacing itself with Kits again. “Oh, Erin’s being induced into labour in a day or so” He shrugged, with a heartening smile. The thought of Tommy as a father was such a happy phenomenon in my head. “Congratulations man, You're gonna be a good dad Tommy” I glanced over at him. “Shit, I hope” I shoved his shoulder a bit. “You’ll be alright” Things finally felt like they were becoming normal again, but I knew it wouldn’t be completely restored without Kit out of this place. “And you two?” He asked, motioning towards the girl. “What do you mean?” I tried to hide my confusion. “You two want kids?” He reiterated, leaning back in the chair. “Oh- uhm I don’t know about that right now” I answered, my eyes stuck on the heart monitor. “You two..?” He lifted one of his eyebrows. “Oh fuck off…” I scoffed. “I'm happy for you mate” I think Tommy could tell I was distressed. “I'm gonna get back to Erin now, but give me a ring if she wakes up” He stood up. “I will…” I muttered. “she’ll be alright man” he put his hand on my shoulder. “It’s good to have you back brother…” He said, making his way to the door. “You too Tommy” I looked back at his smiling face as he walked out. “That was…” my voice faded. “You…” I looked at her. I was so thankful for her, if I hadn’t gone to that bar I wouldn’t have met this girl, and if I hadn’t met her I wouldn’t have felt that love and If I hadn't ever met her, I wouldn’t have seen my own brother again. “Thank you…” I said to her, my tears already returning. “You did that for me, you didn’t have to do that” tears trailed my cheeks again. “I’ve really got to stop crying like this” My forehead fell and rested on the plastic siding of the bed. “You cry if you need to,” Someone said soothingly. I felt something grabbing at my hand as I glanced up. There in front of me was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, watching me with teary green eyes. My heart began pumping a thousand times per second. Her hand pulled away from mine and held my cheek, clearing away the trails of water. “Sometimes I just wish someone would say Kitrina with love” The memories from the other day in the shower were flooding back. “I love you too Kitrina” I choked out replying to her statement the other day. She smiled gently, staring into my eyes. “Is he safe?” She asked, her lips twitching. “Yes, He’s okay” I answered. I was so overwhelmed, my face was hot and soaked with tears. “Your so strong Kit” I kissed her hand. She shook her head, closing her eyes. “No Wilbur, You are the strong one” My name sounded so good from her mouth, but I knew I wasn’t the strong one in this fucked up situation but I let her talk. “I’m so sorry for putting you through this” she cried. “I don’t want you to be sorry, because if you never came up to me in that pub, I wouldn’t have fallen in love with you” I told her confidently. She chuckled between her sobs. “I'm so happy that I can actually say that now, cause I thought I was losing my mind when I thought that I might love you” She choked out. I pulled the chair closer to her bed, lying my head on her side. “And when was that?” I asked, trying to calm her with questions. She adjusted her head slowly looking at the ceiling in thought. “The thought started to haunt me after you hugged me in the shower, And I think I accepted that I loved you when we were dancing,” she laughed softly. I smiled along with her feeling her warmth, her hand was buried in my hair, brushing it back and forth. “I know some people would say this is so soon, but I genuinely love you and everything about you” My tears were soaking into her gown. “I love your eyes, and your accent, your compassion, I love the taste of your soft lips every time you kiss me, I love your fluffy hair and your handsome smile, I love your cute little laugh, especially your high pitched giggle, I love how tall you are and I even love that big forehead of yours…” she laughed at her list while smiling down at me. “And I love your name.” She whispered. Everything finally felt right. “I care about you so much, and it scares the shit out of me, but I think that’s okay…” I whispered. She continued to caress the top of my head. I felt too much in these seconds. In the matter of an hour I had gotten back my brother, and my lover. I closed my eyes letting it all wash over me. “Oh shit” she muttered. I opened my eyes, lifting my head up to see what she was reacting to. She had pulled down the top of her gown and in her shoulder was a bloodied and sewn scar. “That's not very pretty, hurts like hell too” I stared at it for a second. "You know I would kiss away your scars if it could, but I think it makes you look more badass" I said quietly. “You’re too cute…” she mumbled. “Your aunt let me take a look through your room” I smiled. “Oh no,” she said sarcastically. I sat up and took the photos from the side table, handing them to her. “Oh my god…” She held up a few of the photos so she could see. “This was my whole long hair phase” She peered at the old photos of herself. “I think you look beautiful” I complimented, showing her the pictures of Ty. “I forgot about these christmas ones…” She wiped her cheeks. “Did you look at any other ones?” She said, still examining the polaroids in memory. “I would’ve but I had a hard time being in there” I muttered. “Oh, i’m sorry” She looked over, a guilty glaze in her eyes. “No, no don’t say that, cause you're okay now”