Rest Now: A Wilford Warfstache X Reader (Complete)

Chapter Fourteen

(Y/N) Point of View:
I awoke in a dark room. I immediately was awake, glancing around. Dark. Oh my, god.Tears filled my eyes when I looked down at the burns on the top of my thighs. I don't even know how he did it, he just touched me, and my skin started to burn. I had screamed, and cried, and pleaded for him to stop, but he didn't. He just laughed. I eventually passed out, but now my legs hurt, and my arms were cramped from being tied behind my back.

Suddenly, the door across from me opened, and I slid back as far as I could. The chains connected to the metal cuffs on my wrists were bolted to the wall behind, and in front of me, restricting movement. My eyes widened when Dark strode in, a wide smirk on his face.

"I have to go in about an hour, (Y/N). I have to pick up your boyfriend," he laughed, crouching down in front of me. "Until then, let's have some fun."

I whimpered when his fingers brushed my temple, and he closed his eyes. He seemed to concentrate for a while before pulling away, his smirk wider than ever. "Really? Your Dad did that?" he laughed.

Tears filled my eyes. "H-how did you-?"

"Ah," he sighed, standing. "It helps to be a demon," he raised his hands slightly, and a black mist poured from them.

The mist slid towards me, enveloping me in it's hot embrace. I flinched, then closed my eyes, tensing my body. After a minute, the mist slid away, and a hand touched my head. "Hello, (Y/N)."

I froze, holding my breath. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and looked up, immediately screaming. I tried to scramble back from the man before me, but the chains held me in place.

Dark stood behind him, watching with amusement. I glanced back, and sobbed as he took a step forward.

"D-Dad. St-stop!"

He grinned, his familiar blue eyes narrow, and haunting. "Oh, come not (Y/N). Just give your old man a hug," he crouched, and reached out.

I threw my head back, and screamed, kicking my feet, and yanking on the chains. "No! No! Stop, stop stop! Don't touch me! Wilford! STOP HIM!"

Wilford's Point of View:
I stopped at the intersection, out of breath, and sweaty. I wiped my forehead with my sleeve, then grimaced as the sweat. "Shit. C'mon, Dark!"

"You need to be more patient, Wilford."

I spun, and clenched my fists, restraining myself. "Where is she?"

He smiled, his cold, black eyes amused. "At my place, having some 'fun' with her Father."

I blinked, then glared, grabbing the front of his shirt, and yanking him close to my face. "Take me. NOW!"

Dark laughed, pushing me away. "Gladly. Follow me, Wilford. She'll be so glad to see you."

I did as told, and blinked when he started to head for a house across the street. He opened the door, and stepped inside. As soon as I stepped in, I was hit the the sounds of a girl screaming, (Y/N) screaming. I pushed past Dark, going towards the sound, and threw open a door.

A set of stairs greeted me, and I rushed down, taking two at a time. "(Y/N)!"

Another door, which I threw open. I gasped at the sight before me. (Y/N) was on the ground, chains connected to metal cuffs, which held her hands back. She stared in front of her, screaming and kicking out, sobbing, and taking in gasping breaths between.

"(Y/N)!" I rushed to her side, and hugged her tightly, grunting as she kicked me with her heel. Suddenly, she froze, gasping.

"W-Wilford..."

I tightened my grip on her. "I'm here. I'm here, oh, God. I'm so sorry."

She started to sob, loud, and clear, even though it was muffled in my shoulder. "He was t-touching me ag-again! H-he-!" she stopped talking, focusing all her energy on crying.

I shushed her lightly, rocking her body, and petting her hair. Suddenly, she coughed, a wet, chest cough. When I pulled away, I blinked. Blood... there was blood at the corners of her mouth, and splattered on my shirt.

I looked up, and growled at Dark, who stood in the doorway, smirking at us. "Let fear consume you," he said. "I injected her before she awoke. She has another hour, Wilford. Another hour."

I stood, and stalked over. "You son of a bitch!" I reached into my pocket and drew my pistol out, and fired. Dark burst into dust before the bullet hit him, his laughter ringing through the room. I screamed in frustration, throwing my gun at the wall.

"Wilford... C-can you please unlock the c-chains?"

I spun, and was at her side, studying the cuffs. I was surprised to find a hidden catch in a spot where (Y/N) couldn't reach. I was expecting to have to find a key somewhere in the house. I unlocked the cuffs, then hugged (Y/N) close, petting her hair.

She shuddered, wrapping her arms around my neck. "D-do I really only have an hour t-t-to live, Wilford?"

I squeezed my eyes shut, and let out a long, shaky breath. "Yeah. I'm afraid so," I paused, listening to her quiet sobs. "I'm so, so sorry."