....old times....

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WARNING SAD--------------KINDA TRIGGERING ---SUiCDE? IDK BUT YEAH

SAD SO UM DONT READ UNLESS U WANNA BE SAD



Wilford's point of view



I walked around for anyone...my heart was frantic and off beat......hot tears rolled down my cheeks as my voice cracked while i was on the verge of crying.   


"Damien?!.....Celine?!.......where are you,you r-rapscallions?!...." i choked out, tripping on my boot and falling to my knees, beginning to cry out into my hands.  My glasses slipped off and cracked against the wooden polished floor, my hair sprawled out in an unkempt manner....

My breathing picking up as i heard footsteps,i slowly raised my head up as everything around me began to darken as an eerie pitching sound went along with a disoriented voice.  

"They're gone,Wil.                They're not coming back.                                   You killed them." it growled out.

i gripped my head,leaning forward as i felt my head touch the cold floor.


"N-No!.....no......" i cried out as i tugged my lock of hair as the pitching sound became louder.......the darkness fully covering the entire room.....everything black....no couch....just black.......


"Just give up.                                                                          You should be the one dead   "


i wanted to look up as i reached for the pistol laying a few feet ahead.........one shot.........to see them again.....that's all it takes.......i cracked a smile and reached for it.....i checked to see if only bullets were left.    


Just One.     That's all i need.  

More tears ran down my face,dripping onto the floor, i smiled softly and closed my eyes.   


I cocked the gun back,putting it beside my eye just a little above it.   



i whispered....


"Im coming.....don't have all the fun without me..."


i pulled the trigger....


BANG


i sat up panting and sweating heavily ....it was dark outside, i looked around.   I was in my own home....i looked at the time.....


12:30 am

I looked beside me to my now sleeping wife...y/n......she's known about my nightmares but never what happened in them.......i panted out a sigh and rubbed my face........


why can't this end..........why did this happen......




























Why?

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