Red's Family Diner

Chapter 25

June 13th, 1971

Wilbur Beloved –

The power was officially out tonight, making it impossible to sleep, and forced both Glam and us out of our rooms.

"I guess it makes it hard to attempt to avoid each other." They said, rubbing their eyes. "What time even is it?" They added on, watching my eyes squint in the dark at my watch.

"You'd be shocked, it's only 8. Do you wanna come back out at 10?" I asked, watching them nod as we both departed back.

I could understand the needed avoidant personality Glam had. I would also if the person who's sleeping in my house is a possible sociopath and could be responsible for a lot of traumatic events in my life. And so, I didn't mind the needed isolation tactics. I entered the bed and found it rather easy to fall asleep.

Poor thoughts for a man cursed and bewildered with the entitlement of gore–I woke up and felt myself encased in sweat. I groaned and chuckled, the sweet pleasure of the fact it was only a dream made me feel safer.

"It–felt so real... losing my legs in a fight against it," I whispered to myself.

I need water. Leaving the room rather quickly, I slid out easily and found the color of the water not affecting my warped vision. I smiled as I drank water.

"Wow, what a wild dream." Ivy chimed. Making me choke and stifle water down my throat.

"W–What how are you–" I began as Ivy shrugged.

"I think it's obvious, you're thinking you can manage to avoid the two of us by being at someone's house like it's a church dumbass." She muttered.

"Well, it was fine until I saw that dream," I muttered, placing the glass down.

"Oh is that only how you're gonna excuse it?" She said, chuckling slightly. Approaching around the side and joining me inside the kitchen.

"Yes?" I spoke out, looking at her as she grinned.

"Alright! Whatever you say, big man!" She sputtered. Before walking around and trailing. I shook my head sighing at the interaction.

"Listen, you think you can ignore the horrible actions you have. Leaving your daughter possibly in New York– a toddler left alone–and thinking everything's fine til you get upset about your wife moving on so you kill her?" She states suddenly, appearing behind me as I jump back.

"Okay! Is that needed?!" I cried frowning at her as she grinned.

"Yes, of course I can allow that to happen!" She said. I felt my blood rage slightly but exhaled quickly to calm myself down instantly. Staring away but catching onto the angel. "

Shit–" I whispered.

"I told you! You can't hide from your past and mistakes Wilbur!~" Ivy hummed.

"Oh shut up! I can! I can hide and it doesn't need to resurface but you keep appearing with that fucking thing!" I shouted, grabbing Ivy by the vest.

"Oh, that thing? That's Hexune!" Ivy sang, before covering her mouth as I dropped her slowly, glancing back around.

"W–That...That Angel is the same thing as...Hexune?" I asked glancing at it and back at her. She looked to the side awkwardly and laughed a bit.

"What...nooo. Who said that?" She said.

"You! You did!" I shouted at her.

"Who are you yelling at?!" Glam butted in upset as I turned to them. "...An intruder," I spoke rather upset. Glam glanced at what was in my hands and only shook their head. "There's nobody there." They mentioned, which made me glance back to spot Ivy gone.