Crimson (Googleiplier × Reader)

Chapter XX

Read author's note at the end.

Google's POV (Huzzah)

I was sitting in the living room, my vision still blurry from sleep and my head was pounding from too much alcohol.

Maybe it's a good thing Mark can't drink.

Maybe I shouldn't drink anymore...

Ha. Yeah right.

Most of the wedding guests went home, but some came over to my house for some unknown reason.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not mad at (Y/N) for letting them over or anything, I just wish it didn't have to be my house.

Wilford walked passed me and dropped whatever he was holding, making me jump.

I hope no body saw that...

Wilford picked up what appeared to be a book of sorts and walked off.

The scene of him ramming his fist through my chest seemed to be on repeat in my mind, screaming at me to never trust him.

I'm going to have to...

If (Y/N) believes him, he has to be good...right?

I smiled at the thought of her.

Looking around the room, I saw her walk into the kitchen.

Poor thing. She's probably exausted. Both physically and mentally.

She's taken in so much crap in such a short period of time.

But she's strong.

She'll be fine.

Shaking off that weird feeling towards Wilford, I tuned into the conversations around the room.

"Congratulations on your marriage!"

Nope.

Done listening to that one.

"I love you."

"What?"

"Olive juice. I want olive juice."

Moving on...

"I'm sorry. You're dying."

Ugh. Who invited him?

"Stay back here. When I give the signal, come out. If you come out before then, he'll kill you without a doubt. Got it?"

(Y/N)? Who's she taking to?

"Got it."

My body froze.

That voice...

"Hey, Siri!" Before I could think any further, (Y/N) appeared in front of me.

"(Y/N). What's up?"

She smiled a smile that would warm my heart if I had one.

"Well, I wanted you to meet someone, but you have to promise not to move until I explain everything to you fully."

I thought for a minute.

Who is it?

"Yeah. I promise."

She smiled even wider.

"Come out."

The whole room went silent as he walked in.