Wally Darling - An ANGST story

Turned Inside Out (Leslie's POV)

This is all the way from some chapters ago, but it goes all the way to the end of this chapter.
TW: Gore topics

It seemed like I was running around headless. I knew he had to be here somewhere, I saw him sprint this way. I was checking behind trees, or listening for anything that might be making noise, yet all I could hear was my hurried footsteps and shallow breaths. I wonder what my dad said to him. Was it about his father? Him being trans? His weight? He could be tearing his intestines out as I think it. It made me anxiously go faster, even with blurry, teary vision.

I eventually stop running, looking around me for the first time in who knows how long. The sun was setting, yet I know I can't sleep. I know he's in danger, but what kind?

I can't sleep, I refuse to. As long as Barnaby's out there I'm out there, though I do regret telling him we should split up. Barnaby's mother must be worried sick. A nice lady like her doesn't need that.

My mind seems to wander to those times. Those times when Wally would share his food, giving me his dessert whenever he could(reference to Poppy's cake). Those times when Wally would let me use his headphones to block out the noise downstairs. Those times when he would avoid mirrors, only looking into them when I would dress him up. Those times when Wally would stop crying just to comfort me. He was my inspiration, caring for me because our parents wouldn't care for him. I knew he was hurting, but I could never get close enough to help him. But he needs help. He needs people who support him for who he is, and I'm happy to be one of those people.

I stand up again, with newfound inspiration, searching every cranny, until deep into the night. 

If Wally hasn't been found yet, I hope he's looking at these beautiful stars. Though I'd rather him be home in bed. 

I laid there for about half an hour, waiting for a call. I'd rather leave this to Barnaby; Wally seems to confide in him so much.

I get lost in the stars, searching for constellations. I'm no astronomer, so I can't find anything, but nonetheless they were beautiful. 

I slowly felt my eyes droop, letting sleep over take me.

"Family meeting!" I heard my sister yell, me rushing to my preferred spot on the couches, and my parents following after.

"This better be important Willow." My father gruffs, plopping himself on the couch. The only response he gets in a quick head shake signalling yes.

"Okay, so... um... how do I say this? Um..." they mumble, staring at their feet as they bounce.

"So I'm a guy." She er- he said rather quietly. I almost couldn't hear him, but my parents heard him loud and clear.

"WHAT!" My father yells, putting everyone on edge. My father continues to yell, and I sneak my way upstairs, already in tears for my brother.

I steal his headphones. I hope he doesn't mind. When I put them on, I can't hear as much of the racket going downstairs, but I do hear some of it. Yelling and glass breaking to be exact. No response from my brother.

And finally a blood-curdling scream.

His scream turns into mine as I wake up in the woods, surrounded only by darkness and trees. 'You're not there anymore. You are in the woods, looking for your brother. You live in Michigan. Away from that horrid place. This is just another memory. Another memory I pushed down.' I think, trying to get my mind off it.

I sigh, getting up and trying to find my way home. It wasn't easy, taking me until the middle of the day to get there. Eventually finding my way there, the colors being a blinding change of the forest. Everyone seemed to be there, all except Wally.

I was appalled seeing Barnaby there. Was he not trying to find Wally? I hear then talking about me, perfect for my, rather not stunning appearance.

"My ears are ringing,"I say, thinking it was rather funny. Contrarily Barnaby looks scared, but pissed. "Why didn't you call me, I was up ALL NIGHT."

"Leslie, I am so sorry, I found him, and so much happened, and everyone is being absolutely-"

I have no time for his sorrow. "Apology accepted, but where is he?"

Julie interrupts us sounding as though she was about to get heated. "Oh he's in home."

"Good, now what did I need to hear?" That was the only part I got on what they were saying.

My mother butts in. "Barnaby's 'main character moment'" My patience is already thinning with her after that nightmare.

"You know what, talk Barnaby. I need to be caught up anyway."

Barnaby goes off on the group they've prepared. He gets me caught up on the situation as well, and my blood is boiling right now. I would love to slap each and everyone of them in their face, but I have to make sure Wally's okay.

"Sounds about right. My father never really liked his stepson. Especially when he came out as trans." I shiver at the memory. My father is staring daggers at me, but it's not like I live with them anymore. Or like he'd lay a finger on me.

"I'm going to check on Wally."

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This took me forever to do, but I did it! Thank you @Brett_Hand_Humper for the name and motivation.I got it done at ten pm but it was worth it! As said, your wish is my command. I didn't necessarily need the deadname in this chapter, but I will be truly needing it soon! Thank you everyone for reading, and next chapter will have your Wally angst.