~ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓔𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 ~

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Love.. love can make me do the stupidest shit ever just so their lover can have the best of everything in their life. But these two didn't have that, did they? No, they didn't. They started off as strangers and grew to know one another except for their names and their pronouns. Wally called Sen a "They/them."

But who wouldn't? Sen looked like a male all the time but acted like a female she was gender-fluid, and she didn't pick a side. She wanted to be both. She had convinced her mother to let her have short hair. And that's exactly what happened she got short hair.

But Wally? Wally Darling is a male he's a very interesting person, his past? Unknown to Sen, but does she ask him about it? No, she doesn't because she wants to he respect towards him.

When the two first met, she was scared of him, creeped out by him because she didn't understand why she was the only one who saw him. It freaked her out, but over time, she grew closer to him, and now every little touch from him excites her. She fell for him, and she doesn't want to die on him, not now, and not ever.

Sen wants to make sure she stays alive, but with her almost being choked half to death, she's may or may not make it. She almost died in the bathroom. If it wasn't for Wally pushing past those girls, she probably would've been dead in the bathroom, and this story would've been over.

Why did Wally break the rules for Sen? Because he cares about her, maybe he feels love for her? But he doesn't truly understand his emotions towards Sen he doesn't even know how she was able to see him. It's a mystery because he didn't show himself to anyone. So, how did she see him?

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Wally Darling's POV:

I stood outside of neighbor's hospital room, pacing back and forth and waiting for someone to tell me that neighbor was going to be okay. But no one came out to say anything to me about neighbor's safety.

I felt my palms get sweaty. What are these stranger emotions? Why are they attacking me so often? Every time I think about neighbor, my heart starts racing, and my breathing starts to increase. Why is this happening? What is this feeling? Why do I constantly feel this experience? I stumbled backward, landing on my bottom as I stared at neighbor's hospital room door. My cheeks started heating up as my thoughts ran around their wisdom.

Their laugh, their smile, their skills at using their skateboard. Everything I've learned from them. The emotions, the talents, the experiences I've gone through with them.. I don't want to lose any of that. I stood up and opened neighbor's door.

I froze when I saw someone touching them. Who is this person? And WHY are they touching MY neighbor?! I felt anger in my body as I stared at the person touching neighbor in places they should not be touching. I felt myself move without thinking. I pushed the person off of neighbors, forcing them out a window and seeing their pathetic body splat down on the solid ground below.

A devilish smile creeped up on my lips as I saw their guts splatter on the cars and all over the ground, their blood covering everything. My grin turned into a smirk.

"No one touches my neighbor." I said in a domestic manner. I turned to look at neighbor laying down in their hospital bed. I saw a strange machine that was rating their heart status and their oxygen. It didn't seem very good. Their oxygen was low.

I frowned as I moved closer to them and sat down on the chair. I took their hand in mine and intertwined our fingers together. I moved their hand close to my lips and kissed their hand tenderly. I wanted them to awake from this nightmare. I took a deep breath, squeezing neighbor's hand once before I was about to let go of their hand and leave them.

I looked down at their bodies, looking them up and down, checking to see if they were going to live, but I didn't see anything happening. I was about to let go of their hand when I felt a squeeze back. I looked up at their face and squeezed their hand to let them know I was still here.

"W-wally..?" They stuttered out as they gently shook their head to wake themselves and look at me. I felt joy release itself inside my body as I got up and wrapped my arms around neighbor.

"Neighbor! You're alive!" I said with a powerment I've never felt before. My eyes started to water as I hugged them. What is going on? Why am I feeling all of these things?

"Wally.. you- you're here..?" They said unsurely as their eyes were still unstable and their body unable to move. I moved away from them, sitting back in my seat, about to speak up and tell them what happened.

"Neighbor, are you alright?" Was my first question before ranting about the events that went down not too long ago. Neighbor gently turned their head towards me, nodding as they weakly moved their hand towards mine. I smiled softly and took it in mine, holding their hand, hugging them, touching them. All of this would make my heart beat in my chest a little faster as if I was running a race.

"I-I'm okay." Neighbor said quietly in a whisper.

"Do you remember what happened that caused you to be in the hospital?" I asked as I looked at them. They nodded their head again.

"Yes, Emily pushed me back and choked me, causing me to lose my air. I fell, and you rushed in, then I fainted, and I don't know what happened after that." They spoke in a stern tone as they sat up.

"That's exactly what happened in the bathroom. I threw that rat towards the wall, I could've done worse, but you were in pain and couldn't move, so I took care of you instead of them. Even though I wanted to hurt them the way they hurt you." I finished looking at neighbor as they slowly moved their hand up to my face.

"Thank you, Wally." They said with a soft smile appearing on their lips. I smiled back, placing my hand on their cheek.

I stared into their eyes, having strange thoughts come to my mind. Why am I feeling like this?

"You're welcome, neighbor." I said with a smile plastered on my lips.

"Wally? Are you okay?" They asked me as their eyes traced my body language, I was tense when I was around them. It was normal, but for some reason, this one time I felt off, I felt strange. Neighbor's eyes traced themselves up and down my body as I did theirs. What is it that I'm feeling for neighbor?

"I'm okay, neighbor." I spoke softly as I stared at them, inces away from their lips. What is going on? What's happening to me?

"Wally.." neighbor whispered as I got closer to their lips, licking my own.

It all happened so fast. My lips connected with neighbor's lips, and we we're kissing for the first time. My first kiss was taken by neighbor. I quickly pulled away, spooked by what happened.

"I am so sorry, neighbor!" I said, bowing down as an apology. I don't know what came over me. Why did I kiss neighbor?

And why did it feel good..?

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