i think this time i'm dying // a wilbur soot fanfiction

~ chapter 5: talk to me.

wilbur comes home with tallulah at 11:43pm, her sound asleep in his arms. but valerie's waiting for him on the sofa, "why didn't you tell me you was going out?" she asks.

"i just wanted some fresh air with tallulah, that's all." he replies, a soft smile following after. "i'll go put this little one in bed, she's absolutely exhausted." he whispers gently as he ventures upstairs and puts her in bed.

"thank you baby, thank you for being there." he mumbles, as he kisses her forehead and goes back downstairs.

"are you okay wil? you look like you've been crying.." valerie asks, pulling him in for a hug as she takes off his trench coat for him and hooking it on the coat rack. "yeah, i'm alright. it's just a bit breezy out there, you know how my eyes water when there's a lot of wind." he chuckles softly, pressing a soft kiss against his lover's lips. "you're so cute, wilbur." she smiles, still mumbling so she doesn't wake lulah up.

"i try to be sometimes." he replies, as he looks on his phone. "shit." his mood changed completely.

"what's up?" valerie asks.

"tommy.. he.. he told me to call him and that it's an emergency. that was sent 2 hours ago." he replies, fear and worry prominent in his voice.

"it's okay i'll call him." valerie calls tommy, yet it goes straight to voicemail. "no answer.. just voicemail." valerie mentions.

"i'll go to his parents, see if he's there." wilbur replies, kissing her head softly as he puts his trench coat back on and slips on his trainers. "i won't be long." he smiles.

"okay honey.." valerie goes into the kitchen and wilbur leaves to go to tommy's.

he knocks on the door and his hands shake as his dad answers. "oh william, tommy get down here now!!!!" he yells as tommy runs downstairs. "oh wilbur!!" he runs outside and hugs him so tight. he's obviously scared over something so wilbur whispers "what's wrong man?" he's worried, as tommy's his best friend.

"d-dad can i go to wilbur's for a bit.." tommy asks.

"fine. as long as you're home by 8am tomorrow. stay the night." his dad groans as wilbur and tommy walk off.

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"so are you gonna tell me what happened?" wilbur asks.

"m-my parents.. they were arguing and i r-really needed you.. i h-had a panic attack.." tommy whispers, his voice trembling as he looked up at wilbur and just hugs him tightly. "you're gonna be okay.. i promise.." wilbur mutters as tommy cries.

"i-i'm so scared wil.." tommy mentions.

"come on tom, stop being a wimp," wilbur laughs a bit. "i'll take you to mine, stay the night.." he smiles softly. "o-okay wilbur.." he laughs a bit and stops crying.

they get in the car as wilbur drove here considering it's now ten minutes past twelve. "i'm always here for you man.. trust me." wilbur reassured him. tommy nodded and smiled. "i'm here for you too wilbur, really i am." he empathised him, or so he thought, or it could just be his schizophrenia.

"what do you mean tommy? i'm fine.." wilbur replies.

"i know you're not. talk to me."

"im fine."

"w-wilbur? are you okay?" tommy looks worried now.

"what do you mean you just said that i'm not fine?" wilbur implored tommy.

"i never said that, wilbur. i think you're just imagining things mate." he laughs. wilbur chuckles back and continues driving.

so it was just his schizophrenia? perhaps he forgot to take his pills, or maybe he's just worried he'd overdose on them.

they arrive at wilbur's and he walks in quietly and tommy follows him.

"i'll show you to the guest room tom." he whispers. as tommy replies with a slow nod.

wilbur and tommy go upstairs and he shows him
where he's gonna sleep.

"t-thanks wil.." he pulls wilbur in for another hug and he silently cries into his chest.

"it's okay tommy, if i can help you i'll be happy." he replies, faking a smile afterwards.

tommy walks into his room and slowly falls asleep. meanwhile, wilbur lays in bed and stays up all night thinking, "i'm going to die tomorrow night." as he turns to his left and sees valerie sleeping so he kisses her forehead softly and slowly drifts off to sleep.