Willys angel

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Wonka pov

15 years, 15 oh so long years since little (y/n) had been in the factory and 15 years have I been waiting to go and find her. I miss her terribly and feel bad for not going and looking for her sooner but I'm 11 years older than her and most would see me as a sick man. I'm not a sick man tho I know that and it eats at me every day that she's out there all alone with no one to love her or care for her since her father died 13 years ago due to a car crash. I only find out snippets of her life from James from were he goes to the outside world to make sure sales are good and bars are still flying off the shelves and even though Jane bucket had told him to never see her again he left her small gifts and money to help her get by. But it hurt the most that at the age of 16 Jane had tried to marry off the girl even tho she wasn't ready.

'I have to help her she's my everything,' I thought passing my office which was now only half of things besides the drawing she left me. I just don't feel complete without knowing she's ok. "That's it! James! Get in here!" I called for James a smile on my face as I now had an idea to get my beloved girl back. " Damn willy you're yelling like you're on fire what is it?" James asked walking through the door. Quickly I told James my plan of sending out golden tickets to be able to not only find a young business partner but to also to see (y/n) again. James wrinkled his nose when I asked him to dress and act like Slughsworth his rival.  "And how are you sure she will even get one? Hmm? She doesn't eat the regular wonka bars and can barely afford them," James pointed out. I swore under my breath I hadn't thought of that actually. "What about a contest? And the winner is guaranteed a golden ticket!" I said once again beaming. "No that won't work unless you deliver her one personally and even then she probably wouldn't except it," James pointed out once again. I swore once again and hit my desk angry at myself and at the situation. "Why don't you just go talk to her and court her like a normal man?" James asks pouring us both a drink. I couldn't help but glare at him, I hate going to the outside world and I couldn't show my face of else people might try to steal from me again. "Listen Jane is still trying to marry her off to the first man who knocks on her door because she doesn't like the girl." James said taking a drink of his bourbon. My eyebrows shot up so quickly it gave me a headache, " her stepmother is going to basically sell her off to a man she doesn't even know?! That preposterous!" I yelled shoving my hat on and my coat over my shoulders. "I'm going to find her and she will be mine she can't go to some old snob that'll treat her badly!" I exclaimed heading out the office door and slamming it behind me. Oh my poor sweet (y/n) oh how she doesn't deserve to be treated this way or any way but the best for that matter. I must find her before it's too late and she's married off. I strolled through downtown the rough part of my hometown to be exact looking for any signs of her or even her brother even tho I have no clue what he looks like.

"Oh! Ow I'm so sorry sir I didn't see you there," a small voice exclaimed. My head immediately looked down and there was a girl about 5 foot tall with hazel eyes, not just an old hazel eyes they had the slightest tint of purple in her iris! It's her! My heart started pounding as she bent over to collect the fallen bag she must have dropped when she bumped into me. "Allow me my dear," I said bending down and retrieving the bag before handing it back to her grazing her hand with mine ever so slightly. "What's a young lady like yourself doing out after dark? It's not safe!" I said looking around to try and find any sign of a partner or friend that may have been walking with her. "That's none of your concern," she snapped and started walking away. No! She can't leave not yet!

"Wait! How about I walk you home? It is the least I can do," I said following her. "I'm not interested and I'm not going home," she said pushing open a door and walking inside. I looked around and frowned my precious angel was a clothes washer for the higher end people in town. "You can leave now I will be here until mid day tomorrow," she stated with a tired sigh. Every word I was going to say left my thought and I couldn't help but frown more, " why must you work so late? Surely your husband wouldn't want that," I said sadly not meeting her gaze. I heard her snort a laugh before sighing heavily, " my husband is dead, my step mother married me off to help give the family money and he died when I was 18 and now I'm stuck cleaning clothes and taking care of four bedridden grandparents that aren't even mine." She states sadly keeping her gaze on the laundry she was putting in the washing bin. I couldn't help it my heart fluttered slightly she was single and obviously needed someone to care for her unlike how her family cared for her making her work long hours throughout the night.

I was abruptly pulled by my thoughts when she cleared her throat and looked at me. " sir you seem really nice and all but I have no time to talk anymore if I want my pay tomorrow or else we won't have supper on the table so please leave," (y/n) asked ever so polite and turned back to her work. With a small nod I tipped my hat closed the door and started walking back to the factory. Oh how it sickened me seeing her in that state, her hair looking unwashed and her dress if you could even call it that from how worn out it was barely clinging to her body. That was it, I would guarantee her a golden ticket and help her and even her family out and make her my bride, and give her the life she deserves and so much more.

Once I got back to the factory I wrote a letter to the world and placed one in every single box of candy that I had waiting to be shipped out and then strategically placed four of the golden tickets in the boxes that I knew would be chosen by some bratty or greedy children. Smiling to myself I walked to my bedroom past the guest  room that once housed my precious (y/n) all those years ago and smiled. I would immediately start redesigning it to fit her precious personality that she had .

I quickly changed into my matching lilac pajamas and payed down in my bed happy I got to see my angels face tonight even tho it was only for a short period of time . With a smile on my face I slowly drifted off to sleep dreaming of my beautiful (y/n).