Mania (WilburSoot Angst)

Part 4

TWs
Anxiety
Delusions
Mania
Medication
Mentions of suicide
Strong Language
Voices
Violence??

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Schlatt POV

I woke up to the feeling of the bedsheets being tugged on my right. I open my eyes to see Wilbur looking out the window through the blinds.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked softly as I rubbed my face with my left hand. I checked the time, 8:43 a.m.

"They're here." I heard him whisper underneath his breath. I was confused, and wanted to ask him to repeat himself, but for some reason, I didn't. I sat up against the bedframe and watched Wilbur's shaking body continue to look out the window.

"Are you alright?" I asked. But before I could get a response, he ran out of the room, through the hallway, and down the stairs. I took a few seconds before getting up from my bed and chasing after Wil. I noticed that some people stood outside of their rooms, now knowing that all the ruckus was.

When I got to the first floor, I noticed that Wilbur was locking every single door possible. Dream and Techno watched in confusion at the kitchen island with a mug of coffee in their hands.

"Wilbur what the fuck are you doing?" I asked as I walked over to him. He could barely even lock anything, his hands were shaking too much to function. Techno ran up the stairs while Dream just took a few steps back.

"They're coming to get me." Wil said. I could barely understand him.

"Who is coming to get you?" I asked, trying to calm him down, but nothing worked. I tried grabbing onto his arm, but he yanked it back and nearly hit me. What the hell was going on with this kid? Was he alright? Was there really someone out there trying to get him?

As he continued to run around the house in a panic, I looked outside the window. All I could see was a fat fucking squirrel running across the pavement driveway. Eventually, Phil came down with a concerned look on his face. I looked over at Wil to see him collapsed in a corner. His face buried in his knees, and his hands covering his head. I walked over to Dream, but none of us could say anything.

"You're okay. There is no one outside. Don't listen to them." I could faintly hear Phil say. Don't listen to who?

I had a feeling that this was much more than just a nightmare.

Phil eventually walked Wil back up to his room. A few minutes later, he came back without saying a word, and neither did Dream and I. Techno Fundy Tommy and Niki all came down the stairs quietly, wondering what happened.

"What the fuck was that?" Fundy asked, finally breaking the awkward silence. Phil sat down at the table, giving us all a feeling that we should sit down as well.

"A couple months ago, Wil was diagnosed with Paranoid Schizophrenia. To sum it down, it is basically a mental illness that causes you to hallucinate, hear things, and make you think things that aren't true, which is basically called a delusion. What you saw there was a manic delusion. Apparently, Wil thought someone was trying to get him from the outside, which is why he started locking all the doors and windows." Phil told us.

I was completely speechless. Why wouldn't he tell us any of this if it is that important and can do such things to him? I felt guilty for not seeing any warning signs of what was going on, but I never really talked to Wilbur that much either.

"Why didn't he tell us?" Niki asked, covering her mouth with her right hand in shock.

"I don't know. He mentioned something that had to do with being seen differently, so he probably didn't want any of you to treat him like a crazy person."

"Wait what does he hear and see?" Tommy asked, his voice cracking due to worry.

"I'm not sure. He isn't very good at explaining it. But from what I researched, he could see visions of us and people he knows, hear people arguing in his mind, maybe some random voices telling him to do things that could harm him or someone else. The reason he didn't take water from you before Tommy was because he thought that you were trying to poison him." Phil told him. Tommy looked down in disbelief.

"But I would never do that!" Tommy tried to defend himself, and we all knew that he would never.

"I know Tommy, but he doesn't know that." Phil spoke. Everyone was silent.

"What do we say to him? What do we do if this happens again?" Techno asked.

"There is a high posibility that this could happen a few more times, but just as long as he stays on his medication, he will be fine. But if it happens, you must be calm, even when Wilbur is violent. Let him know that he is safe and prove to him that nothing bad is going to happen. Give him a few minutes to calm down and catch his breath. I would suggest that only one person does this while everyone else gives him room. Make sure he takes his meds and then let him sleep. Try to stay away from calling him crazy, and telling him that he is overreacting, because that will just cause him to get more anxious." Phil told us.

At this point, Tommy had just blocked out everything anyone was saying. I didn't know exactly what he was feeling, but if I had a brother figure who was going through this, I would feel shitty too. I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him, because he was obviously confused.

"He might sleep for the rest of the day, which is usual because of the meds, but when he wakes up, don't put any attention to what happened." Phil told us softly. Nobody else asked any questions, I didn't even know what to say.

Tommy got up and started walking to his room, and after he did, people followed. Then it was just Techno Phil and I at the table.

"Is he going to hurt himself?" Techno asked. There were a few seconds of silence before Phil could respond.

"I don't know." He spoke.

Hey guyssssss!!!!

I wrote all of this at school so it might sound weird cause I was rushed and shit