Target: Wilford Warfstache

Ch. 27

*Lily's POV*

We moved houses again. And by we, I meant all of us, including Mark.

Mark was reluctant of course because it was his home but after reminding him that he wouldn't be able to get rid of the memories now associated with the realm, he reluctantly agreed.

We heard the house burst apart from a ways away as Mark looked back at his old home, shuddering. "I-Is that really appropriate, Google?"

Google nodded. "C-Can't have anything be traced ba-ack to us, you know that." There was another loud "BOOM!" that erupted. I assumed that was the basement.

I looked in front of us to see Anti and Dark in a moving truck. Don't worry-Mark asked Tyler to file it under him so that we wouldn't be tracked.

I looked over to Wilford who wasn't saying anything. He had been silent during this whole endeavor. He probably felt bad but...

I lightly held onto his hand and felt him look over to me. But I didn't look at him as I focused on the road ahead.

Eventually, we came upon the new house. It was a two story just like the other one-another safe haven apparently with around the same amount of room.

We walked up to the house and Google opened it. "Home sw-sweet home," he muttered.

We walked in and looked around. Had an open kitchen near the back of the house, a living room off to the side. A couple of scattered rooms and a staircase.

Instinctively almost, I held onto Wilford's hand as I walked around. Mark looked around the place, running around here and there excitedly.

"This place is awesome!" Mark rang out from the back. "Think of all the activities we could do!!!!"

I looked around before heading upstairs with Wilford in tow. I just...didn't want to let him go.

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*Wilford's POV*

I walked around with her as she held onto my hand. I admit-it was a nice feeling to be led around by her for a change but...I still felt bad.

I felt bad because I told her everything would be ok.

I felt bad because I made her trust in me but then things went sour.

I felt bad that because of me, she was put in danger. I could've prevented it had I just listened to her. None of this would've happened had I-

"Wil?" I looked up to her and saw her eyes boring into my own. But...there was no anger. There was no regret. There was no sadness...

It was just...concern.

I turned away. I didn't deserve this from her. I deserved a glare, a punch in the face, anything but-

I felt myself quickly being pulled into a room and pushed onto the bed by Lily. I blinked up at her as she bore her brown orbs into my own. "L-Lil?"

"...You're not helping anyone you know."

I blinked again. "Wh-What do you-"

"You couldn't have helped what happened back there Wilford. Get that through your head." She flicked my forehead-hard.

I seethed under her strong grasp. "I-I'm sorry-"

"Wilford." I looked up to her. "Quit being sorry. None of it was ever your fault, ok? No one knew."

"But I-"

She bent down closer to me to where our noses were practically touching, her eyes staring into my own with a determined look. "Wilford. You had to go. Anti needed you so that we could know what was going on. Now stop."