chapter: 7

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Q's POV :

Today was Monday which means, school. I hate school.

Even worse. Wil didn't leave my house ALL weekend. I had no time to myself. He was stuck to me like glue. And now here we are, walking to school together.

He was of course, holding my hand TIGHTLY. "Can you uh.. let go? You're hurting my hand" I asked, breaking the silence. "no." He said.

I knew not to fight him over stupid stuff. Believe me, I've hear everything he's done. I can't even imagine it without feeling scared. But he promised he wouldn't do that to me.. let's just hope it's true.

We arrived and he dragged me to his friends. They started talking and completed ignored me. I tried walking away but Wil pulled me back because we were still holding hands. I got annoyed and waiting for him to be done.

But seconds turned into minutes, which felt like hours! "Hey uh, I have to get to class.." I said to him. He stared at me like he wanted to murder me. I almost started to cry. "fine. You meet me at lunch." He said. I nodded quickly and went to my locker.

I had Social Studies first, it sucked. The teacher was worse. Some girl was bleeding because she had cut herself by accident and the teacher said "BlEeD iN aNoThEr ClAsS". (based on a true story)

She didn't even get any bandaids or any brown paper. She was just bleeding and the teacher refused to let her leave to go to the washroom. (again. It's true. It happened twice 😭)

Then I had English with Wil. I sat beside some girl and Wil stared at me like he wanted to murder me. I was terrified, but someone was sitting beside him! So I couldn't even be near him if I wanted to.

The teacher started talking and I realized he was THICK. (Again. Very true.)

And the girl beside me accidentally told him he was THICK. Everyone laughed except for Wil. (Very true, happened today)

Then I had lunch, and oh gods was I scared. I didn't even know where to meet him! That's going to be a problem if I don't figure it out.

I looked everywhere in my locker, there were no notes on where to meet. I checked my phone. No messages.

I started panicking. Badly. If I don't somehow figure out where he is, I'm dead.

I texted him, only angry replies to met him. No where in his text did he mention where to meet. I asked him and he hasn't replied since.

Well, if he isn't going to tell me. Then I just won't try. I did something I knew I shouldn't have done. Actually, I did multiple things I shouldn't have done..

I turned off all my notifications, then I went to the forest behind our school. I ate my lunch alone there. Good thing our lockers aren't near and we have no more classes together today.

When I turned my phone back on, I really started to regret it. Wil and I think his friends were spamming me. They kept asking where I was and why I was ignoring Wil.

And Wil, he was.. you could threatening me.. badly..

Wilby

Where the fuck are you.
(12:05pm)

I'm going to fucking find you and it won't be pretty.
(12:10pm)

If you don't fucking answer, I'm breaking into your house tonight.
(12:25pm)

Where are you. I'm done doing this. I told you to meet me. And you don't.
(12:30pm)

See you tonight.
(12:45pm)

OMG I'M SO SORRY, I TURNED MY PHONE OFF!
(1:00pm)

Wil, please.. I know you're reading this.
(1:03pm)

Please don't break into my house!
(1:05pm)

I'm really sorry..
(1:08pm)

After a while, I knew he saw the messages but he didn't reply. I was actually scared when he said he'll break into my house.. let's hope he just said that to try and scare me and that it isn't true..

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