Dear, Wren
Something about they way you tried to vilify me, like I was the abusive one. Like I was the one that made the other cry.
I wish you didn't do those things, maybe we'd both still be in love. Maybe.
Today is officially a week before your funeral, I'm still trying to decide if I want to go. Tommy said he'd come with me and stomp on your grave, that's definitely a no. As much as I hate you I will not disrespect you.
Today is also the day where I tell my friends about you, and why I haven't streamed in the past two months - well except mcc.
I just told them an hour ago, about how you would abuse me and vilify me. A few of them cried, a few of them told me not to go to your funeral.
But it feels like I have to you know? We knew each other for seven years and dated for six. Now that I think about it, six is my unlucky number right? Six is the number of the devil and yours - what's the difference really? The number that always drew me back to you.
Even if you would vilify me you were still a big part of my life.
Also I have to go because your father wanted to give me something, so I guess I'm going.
Sincerely, Wilbur
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FanfictionI DO NOT SUPPORT WILBUR SOOT something about the way you- ________________________ Created: September 23rd 2022 Ended: September 28th 2022 This story contains serious topics and swearing. If you are not okay with then do not read this. #1 in dance...
