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41 - Laughing in Pain

THIRD PERSON POV

It was noon and James, Wilbur, Joe, Mark, and Ash sat in James's house. They got a call from Aria that she found Y/n and they're coming back.

The door opened. "Y/n!" Mark shouted. Wilbur ran at Y/n and cupped their face. "Are you hurt? Did Charles touch you?" Will asked them in concern. "That's actually a funny story" Y/n said, laughing and pulling Will's hands slowly down away from their face.

"Um, an old friend found me. He's from America" Y/n said, they could feel the tears threaten to rise back up again. "How'd that go?" Mark asked them. "He kissed me." "What?!" Ash, Joe, Mark, and Will shouted all at the same time. "It wasn't consensual which with my luck for the past year..." Y/n started to laugh, "I'm not surprised that my first kiss was non-consensual!"

"Where is the cunt?" Joe snarled, walking to the door. Y/n grabbed his arm, "Woah, slow your role, dude. It's fine. It was very uncalled for but-" "Y/n do not shrug this off" Will said intently. "Yeah. We must kill him" Mark spoke in a scary voice. "Ah! Okay, no. We aren't going to do that" Y/n said, walking towards Mark and patting his shoulder.

Ash shook his head, "Y/n. I agree with Will. You shouldn't let it go. If he did it out of nowhere with no consent, he needs to know that that's not okay." "Yeah, I told him...by slapping him..." Y/n said. "Not as good as murder. Will, Joe! Onward!" Mark shouted.

Y/n pushed him down on the couch, "No." they said in a stern voice. "Y/n-everyone, should we talk about what to do now?" James asked everyone in the room.

They all glanced at one another and agreed silently. "Charles was bluffing" Y/n started the conversation. "How do you know?" Joe asked Y/n. "Do you really think Charles would risk going to jail because he got punched that was very much deserved?" "Y/n. I don't care if it was just something he said to scare us. He can't say things like that!" Will exclaimed.

"It's not like words can hurt me" Y/n replied, getting a little angrier by the second. Will was already upset and frantic. "He threatened you, Y/n!" the way Will said the word threatened made goosebumps appear on the back of Y/n's neck.

"Threats don't hurt me. Do you know what does? Getting punched in the face!" The room went silent. The only noise being Y/n's heavy breathing and the fan overhead. Will stared at Y/n in shock.

Y/n sucked in their breath when they realized what they just said. "Wilbur...I... didn't..." Y/n looked down at their feet. Will clenched his jaw and walked out of the living room. Y/n felt tears threaten to pour out of their eyes.

"Y/n?" Mark questioned, slowly getting up. Y/n shook their head, still not daring to look away from the floor.

Ash put a hand on Y/n's shoulder and then stared at the hall Wilbur disappeared in. Y/n thought carefully about their next move. They walked down the hall into the bathroom where Wilbur was. While leaving, they could hear the people in the living room start to whisper to each other.

"Will?" Y/n whispered, they walked into the bathroom to see Wilbur sitting on the side of the tub. Y/n put the toilet cover down and sat down on the toilet. "Can we talk?" Y/n asked Wilbur. Will slowly nodded and looked up at Y/n.

"I didn't mean what I said. I wasn't thinking while I was talking. I was just...talking. I'm sorry, Wilbur" Y/n said.

Wilbur sighed and shook his head. "You're not wrong, Y/n." Y/n perked up and stared at Will while Will stared at his hands on his knees. "I still think about that day. That feeling I felt when I hurt you. I was just as good as your mother when I did that..." Wilbur stared up at Y/n. He put his hands on theirs. "I'm haunted by everything wrong I do to you. From every time I keep you in the house, to me destroying your chances at getting a job. I am constantly shaping your life for you" Will said, with every word he was said he got increasingly more disgusted by himself.

"I'm Charles."

"Wilbur, what are you talking about?"

"I'm Charles now. I've become your own personal hell your own Charles! I'm creating everything for you. Your friends, your jobs, I just..." Will shook his head. His heart sank down into his knees. "Will, you're not Charles. You actually like me-" "Y/n, I'm just as bad as him. I'm sorry."

Y/n shook their head, "Wait. You did things to make me not have a job?" "Yeah...sorry." "Will! I worked hard on my resume! You jerk!" Y/n exclaimed. They punched Will's arm. Y/n smiled and started to laugh. Y/n started to laugh hard. Will couldn't help but start to laugh too.

Tears started to drop down their cheeks as they laughed. "What the fuck is going on?" YY/n questioned. "I don't know!" The two leaned on each other while they simultaneously laughed out in joy and cried in fear.