Tw: mentions of therapy, mentions of stitches, mentions of hospital.
Wilbur's pov:
"I need to tell you something". I said
My dad got a suspicious look on his face but didn't say anything
"Okay what is it"? he asked
"You may want to sit down". techno said from behind me
He got even more suspicious but sat down anyway
I sat down on the couch opposite his and techno sat next to me
"You want me to explain or do you want to"? techno asked me
"You please". I replied
He explained everything I said to him, I just kinda sat there not looking at anyone just at my feet.
I could tell he was crying but I didn't look up.
That was until he came over and gave me a hug.
I'm so sorry Will, I'm so so sorry that we didn't notice.
I just put my head into his shoulder and started crying.
I cried in relief, I cried in joy, I cried in sadness, I sat there crying for probably about 15 minutes, my dad just rubbing comforting circles on my back with his hand.
After I finally calmed down he bent down on one knee and looked me in the eyes.
We are going to get you help okay? We'll get you the stuff you need to get better you'll probably need to go to therapy but we'll get there okay? I nodded
"Could I see your arms Will"? He asked
I nodded again and put them out.
He unwrapped them, he looked at them, then wrapped them back up.
We're going to need to go to the hospital those are really deep they are going to need stitches no doubt.
"Okay". I replied
"Tommy! Come downstairs we need to go somewhere"! My dad yelled
"Okay"! I heard Tommy yell back
few minutes later he came downstairs. where are we going he asked?
"Hospital". I said quietly
"Why"? He asked
"I'll explain in the car". Phil replied
We got in the car and started heading to the hospital while my dad explained everything to Tommy. I could tell he was crying I looked down and decided to put in my headphones for the remainder of the drive while Tommy cried on my shoulder.
ONE MORE CHAPTERRRR!!!! Then a epilogue then I'm doneee yayy!
Make sure to eat something (even if it's small) drink water and get sleep know that I'm always proud of you! Have a great day/night baiii!
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Will I ever be good enough? ~Wilbur soot angst~
أدب الهواةFront cover is not made by me! if you made it please tell me and I'll give you credits! This is a Wilbur angst story because I never see an enough of them :3 Wilbur is a 16 year old boy who on the outside look cheerful and happy but in reality he st...
