just one moment

46.

--- Wilbur's pov---

The next few months went by fairly smoothly. And then the day finally came. We had everything ready. I felt so tired.

We went to the hospital. And after only a few hours of pain, we returned home with a baby girl named Willow. I loved her name. But I was now even more tired.

(a few weeks later)

Life was getting better now. I'd had various family members message me and visit me, but I was most excited to see my friends again. Tommy, Tubbo, Aimsey, Ranboo, Jack, Niki, Phil and Kristen came over in a massive group. When they came in I was walking down the stairs holding Willow. They all crowded round.

"Can you take her for a minute?" I asked Quackity.

"Sure." He said, lifting her out of my arms. "Are you okay?"

"Just tired." I said.

We all made plans to stream. And then everyone thought it would be a good idea to do a cooking stream. Everyone was in and out. So we decided to split the stream. Me and Quackity would stream at the same time so that we would never have too many people on one stream at a time.

I started my stream and left the starting soon screen on. I went to talk to Quackity. He'd already started his stream.

"I've given Willow to Aimsey." He said when he saw that I looked worried.

—- Quackity's pov—-

I held onto Wilbur's hand. But then I felt something wet. I moved my hand and saw blood dripping down his wrist. I got up and dragged him into his streaming room. 

"What's wrong?" He asked.

I saw the colour drain out of his face. Tears fell from his eyes as he watched me pull back his sleeve. He was starting to shake so I got him to sit down. He sat against the wall, refusing to look up at me.

"I'm going to get some bandages." I said, walking away. "Don't go anywhere."

He just nodded.

—- Wilbur's pov—-

Why on earth did I think I could get away with it? I felt so bad for Quackity. He was always having to deal with things like this. Why was I like this. And there I go again, the reason why we' re here. I didn't even notice the door opening. I still had tears streaming down my face.

"Wilbur?" Said a concerned voice.

"Hey Tommy." I said. "Don't worry, Quackity's already gone to get the bandages."

"Did you do this?" He asked nervously.

I nodded.

"W- why?" He stuttered.

"Do you think any of this is easy?" I asked. "Well, no. No it's not. Just go."

He looked upset when he walked out. I'd messed up, hadn't I? Just then Quackity walked back in. He shut the door which Tommy had left open.

"Please try not to do this again." He said while wrapping the bandages around my arm. 

I didn't respond. I just looked down. He checked my other arm when he finished. There was nothing there. I buried my head in his chest and wrapped my arms around him. After a few moments he hugged me back.

"Thank you." I said.

It sounded muffled but he heard it. I lifted up my head and he kissed me on the forehead. We both slowly got up. Quackity went back to his stream and I walked back alone. I felt so nervous now.

"Sorry Will, we started stream cause we didn't know where you were." Said Phil when I walked in.

"No, it's fine." I said.

I started getting everything out of the cupboards so that we could make a cake. I got stuff out as others started looking at the recipe. Tommy stayed silent.

"What happened to your arm?" Asked Tubbo.

"Oh, that." I said. "I just cut it on something."

The bandage was slowly being dyed red by the blood. Not far off I could hear crying. Aimsey walked in with Willow.

"Sorry." They said as they handed Willow to me. "She won't stop crying."

"It's alright." I said.

I went off to the side for a bit to calm down Willow. Tommy came over to talk to me.

"Why did you do it Will?" He asked.

"Because I'm struggling." I said.

"You're gonna do it again, aren't you?" He asked.

"I- I don't know." I said.

"Please stop." He said. "If not for me then do it for Quackity and Willow."

I couldn't stop myself from getting angry now.

"Don't tell me what to do with my life." I shouted.

I couldn't stop the tears from pouring down my face. I put Willow down in her high chair before running off.

—- Quackity's pov—-

I could hear shouting.

"Will." Tommy shouted. "Will."

I left Jack and Ranboo on stream while I went to find out what was happening. I could hear Willow crying.

"Someone sort out Willow." I said.

I walked up to Tommy.

"Direction?" I asked.

He pointed down the hall. I ran in the direction of where Wilbur went. But then I heard something smashing.

"Wilbur?" I yelled.

There was no response. I ran up the stairs to where the sound came from. Then I heard a muffled yell. I could hear someone round the corner. I stayed as silent as possible and peered around the corner. Wilbur was being held against the wall by someone with a knife.

"Why are you here?" I heard him whisper.

"To take you back." Whispered the intruder.

"No." Whispered Wilbur. "I can't. I have a child, I'm engaged."

"But you're mine." Said the intruder, getting louder as they got angrier. "You think you can just act like I don't exist after everything that happened? You left me and then made me into a joke for that American's stupid minecraft server."

"I'm not leaving with you." Said Wilbur.

I quickly withdrew as he broke free and started running. And then I heard louder footsteps going after him. Then I heard a hitting noise and Wilbur fell to the floor in front of me. I stood back in horror. I watched as the intruder picked Wilbur up by the head. They had green eyes and curly ginger hair.

"Your the one he's engaged to I believe." They said, turning to me. 

"Who even are you?" I asked.

"Sally." She said. "And you are in my way."

She was still holding a knife. 

"Please just let me go." Gasped Wilbur. "Sally, Sally. Listen to me. You're never getting me back, ever."

"If I can't have you, no one can." She said angrily.