Echoes in the snow (Q!Wilbur x GN!Reader

Chapter three

Unspoken grief

It had been a few days since the passing of Tallulah, I kept it inside, not even looking at her grave anymore. It hurt, it did, of course it did. Fuck.

I was sitting in the living room, the cozy fireplace warming up the house, although that didn't stop me and Poppy to cuddle in her favourite red blanket. It was a gift from Wilbur, even smelt like him. . .

A knock is heard from the front door. A knock is heard from the front door?

I stand, leaving my sweetheart on the sofa, not wanting to disturb her little nap she deserved.

"Just shut the fuck up, I don't want to hear your bullshit." I hear a sob from the other side, it caused me to hesitate for a moment. . . Wilbur.

I creak the door open, peeking, I could see Wilbur on the brink of a breakdown while Phil had guilt written all over his face.

"Hey. . . What happened?" My tone was full of concern, the door now fully open.

Wilbur was in his casual, yellow sweater and dark blue jeans. Philza was in his green robe and white and green bucket hat, his grey wings were twitching with anxiety.

"He fucking lost Tallulah." His voice full of pain, eyes digging into the man besides him. "How the actual fuck do you lose a nine year old?"

"Come inside." I offer, stepping aside, Wilbur walks in without hesitation but slams the door in his father's face.

I was more worried about Poppy being awake but drag Wilbur to the corridor, my hands resting on his shoulders. "Talk to me, what happened?"

His laboured breaths left me worried, the tears in his eyes were evident.

"He lost my lulah...he lost the only light I had in my life." His voice is shaky and weak, his hands coming up to cup either sides of my face, eyes searching mine. My hands grasp his forearms, holding them in place as I look back into his eyes, trying to convey my sorry for him.

I knew the truth, I know where Tallulah is...but I can't.. I couldn't.. tell Wilbur. It would do more than just break him.

"We'll find her, I promise, we will." I smile weakly, watching as his features soften at my words, the trust he had for me was clear.

Why did I feel so guilty? Oh. . . Right.

"Thank you my dear, you always know what to say, dont you?" He spoke with a sad smile, his thumb mindlessly caressing at my cheek.

I wanted to ask him so many questions, about why he said those things he said to my daughter, why he left Tallulah with Phil, why he left.

why he left me with this huge problem.

I dont even reply, just nodding slowly leaning into his touch which I didnt deserve. I hated to look into the sad eyes he had, it hurt too much...hugging him tight, I bury my face into his chest as if I was trying to seek comfort from him.

"I miss her too, I know" He whispers into my ear, combing his fingers through my hair, letting out a shaky exhale. "She must be so scared out there. . . All alone. . . "

"We'll find her, I promise."

I repeat my lie.

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A/N:

This book is shit because I am rushing to make you guys a new book and make up for disappearing. 💀