Twilight ~Nihachu x female oc~

Part 17

TW: alcohol, panic attacks

~Belle's POV~

"Do you want me to stay over?" Will asks, handing me a plate of spaghetti.

"If you want" I shrug, twirling the noodles around the fork.

"I'm staying over" he declared.

"Ok"

We eat our food in silence. I was still hurting.

"I'm going to bed" he says, finishing washing the dishes.

I nod and sit on the couch.

I sit there for about an hour before tears start forming in my eyes.

Do it.

The intrusive thoughts came back. I promised people and myself I wouldn't drink again, but before I knew it, I was rummaging through the cabinets.

Score.

I found a half empty bottle of vodka George locked away. I screw the top off and took a swig.

My throat burned and stung and teared streamed down my face.

"Belle? What the fuck are you doing" Wilbur said groggily, walking down the stairs

"Drinking"

"No shit. But why?"

"To fucking feel something"

"Belle..." he came up to me.

"Give me the bottle" he grabbed the bottle

"No"

"Belle please"

"No"

"Belle" he yelled at me, his face was worried.

"Don't fucking yell at me" I yell back.

He successfully got the bottle out of my hands and poured the little that was left down the sink.

Panic set in and I started hyperventilating.

"Belle" he set his hands on my shoulders.

"I'm sorry"

"Why are you sorry?"

"I promised. I promised I'd never drink again" I sobbed.

He pulled me into a tight hug as I repeated
'I'm sorry'.

He brought me over to the couch and sat me down.

"I'm gonna need you to breath. Slowly"

I took a few deep breathes.

"How drunk are you"

"Very"

"Alright" he sighed.

"Hey Will?"

"Yes?"

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with Niki?"

My heart ached as I said her name.

"Because I had a hunch it wouldn't be best to leave you alone. Also, I care about you. We all do."

"Bullshit. If Niki cared about me why would she do this."

"She's scared. She's scared of losing you so when she heard that, she panicked."

I hummed and felt a tear trickle down my face.

"My stomach hurts"

"You're drunk"

"Right"

"Go to sleep"

"I can't I'm sitting up"

He opened his arms and I laid down.

"Will?"

"Hm?"

"I love you. Platonically"

"I love you too. Platonically" he chuckled.

(y'all my finger isnt bending 😭😭😭)

I fell asleep soon as the words Wilbur spoke rung in my head.

She's scared of losing you.

Short chapter today my loves! Bye bye!