please don't leave

💛 pt 2

Mother fucker that hurts. I just woke up from a not so peaceful sleep and my head is going to kill me I swear. I don't remember how much I had to drink but this is like the worst hangover ever. In my pain I roll over and see a bottle of meds and a glass of water on my nightstand. At least I was smart enough to leave these for the morning last night. I reached over to the bottle and pulled 2 pills out and grabbed the water. I popped the pills in my mouth. I chugged down the water. The pills and water slid down my throat, preparing to calm my raging head ache. I set the glass down and lay in my bed, waiting for the meds to kick in. About 15 minutes later, my head finally started to calm down, so I got out of bed. I walk over to the dresser and grab my everyday work clothes. I change out of my pj's and into work clothes before I skip breakfast and exit my house. I walk down the hall and into the large elevator. The elevator takes me downstairs so I can walk to the office building. When I arrive at the office everything is calm and quiet. Good. I walk over to another elevator and take it to the top of the building where my office is. Steping into my office, I see a fresh pile of paperwork that needs to be done. Great looks like today. I'll be signing papers for hours.  I walk over to my desk and sit down in my desk chair. I grab a paper off the top of the stack and start reading. I got about halfway through the stack before I heard a k ock at my door. I, sir, for a mi use contemplating if I should let them in before I say to enter. As the door opens, slime walks into my room, looking as happy as ever. "What do you need slime?" I question him." wilbur from l'manburg is here to see you. He is waiting outside the country by the sign!" Sime says. God damn it, I really don't feel like dealing with him today. "Thanks, slime ill, go see want he wants." As I say, this slime nods his head and walks out of the room. Well, I guess I also have to go deal with that dick head outside. Even though I'm not done, I set down the stack of paperwork and start my walk outside. I walk through the busy streets and around building so I can reach the exit. As I walk down the road and thepight some sand, I see him. Wilbur Soot. I finish walking down the road to the sign were wilbur waits. "The fuck you doing here soot!!!" I holler at him. I've told him many times before that he isn't around in or near Las navades. " Duckie, calm down. I'm just here to talk, " He says. Hearing the name made my cheeks go all red, filling with blush. He obviously saw this and looked at me with his stupid cocky smirk. "Aww duckie, do you like that name?" He asks me, trying to embarise me. " wilbur get the fuck out of here I don't want you in las navades" I comaded him. He didn't seem to like that as his smirk dropped, and he stared at me with a board look. "Whatever you say, duckie, just know I'll be back, and I won't take no for an answer." And with that, wilbur walked off. I glared at the back off his head as he walked away, probably to his burger van. Once he was out of sight, I started my walk back into the great city. The blush still burning bright on my face. Why did he keep calling me that? Why am I blushing? What is wilbur trying to do to me? These questions run through my head like wild. I don't even remember making it back to the office. I snap out of my trance as slime runs up to me with a small look of worry on his face. "Quackity from Las navades, are you alright? Your face is very red. " He says," Oh, are you sick? do you feel ok?"He keeps asking me  questions until I say," slime im fine it's just a little hot in here, alright?" As he thinks about my answer, he finally nods his head says he's  gonna go find fundy and left. It's nice to know that at least someone cares for me even if he is slightly crazy. I let out a soft sigh before heading up the elevator and into my office. Trying to do all this paperwork was so difficult when wilbur was on my mind. I k ow it was a while ago, but I can't get the thought out of my head. The way he said it the smug look on his face his outfit it was all just so UGHHH why the fuck is he so damn hot. "........" What the fuck did I just think. No no no no no no no he is not hot. Come on, brain, you can't think stuff like that. He's literally like my worst enemy. Think of everything he did in l'manburg he is an awful person if you can even call him that. What has he done to me. No, I'm not gonna think about this any longer. I need to get my work done. I move mote paper in front of my preparing to distract myself from the other man, though the thoughts still lingered in the back of my mind. In about 2 hours, all the paperwork was done. I looked down to check my watch, which read 8:23 p.m. Maybe I can go out gamble a little tonight. Even if I lose, I'm just paying myself with my own money. I start walking down the halls and to the elevator, taking me downstairs. I step out of the office building and breathe in the cool night air. I start my walk, though the streets going to one off my favorite casinos. I step in seeing the bright glowing lights along with hearing the noise of loud conversations, drinks being shared, and cards being shuffled. I walk throught casino over to a less crowded table playing poker. As I sit down at the table, I only get a few brief glances from the others at the table. The dealer starts to shuffle and hand out our cards. I peak under the cards to see a king of hearts and the ace of spades. We all start to place our bets, and the river is a 9 a jack and an ace. This isn't great so far, but to trick the other, I raise the pot by 500 dollars. The others seeing my confidence fold all but 1. I stare at the man who doesn't fold and give him a cocky grin. He gives me a slight glare before he checks. I check as well, and the dealer shows a king. Lest fucking go no way he beats this. I smile to myself, and it looks like the man saw. He places down his cards and folds. I play a few more round of poker and get a few drinks. As I'm leaving, I'm not drunk, just a little tipsy. I start my walk over to my apartment, passing streets and alleyways. As I pass another ally someone runs out and grabs me. The man he's one hand over my mouth and the other around my waist. He pulls me  Into the ally with him. This is wear I start panicking. What the fuck is going on I can't protect my self. He's so much bigger than I am. "HEEEELP!!!" I scream as leader as I can while his hand isn't tight on my mouth. His hand abruptly sleps done on my mouth, causing me to bite my tongue. "Aaaaaaaah," I stry again, though my voice is muffled by the hand on my mouth. As he drags me deeper in the ally, he throws me down on the hard concrete. My head bangs against the floor, causing my vision to grow blurry. I see him slowly moving around me as I whimper on the floor. I can feel his hand go down to my lower and literally rips my pants off. I whimper again, and he slaps the side of my head. Tears are streaming down my face, prepared to be raped. He grabs the rim of my boxers before I see a blurry figure punch the side off his head. I could hear many grunts and yelp, though I slowly faded out into unconsciousness.