Wilford shook his head, squinting his eyes shut as he groaned. He almost stumbled forward, but he caught himself, remembering that he was sitting, talking to Bim... then why was he-?
"W-Wilford?" A trembled voice whispered.
"B-Bim?... wh-whats-?" Wilford slowly opened his eyes revealing his pink-colored eyes and to his horror he found Bim in front of him, his back against the wall, completely horrified. He slowly cast his eyes down, letting out a gasp, seeing Bim clutching his left arm, blood oozing through his fingers. "BIM! WHAT-?" He froze, seeing that he was holding his revolver, aiming right at Bim.
N-no... It happened again.
Wilford dropped the gun, looking back at Bim who flinched by his movements. The pink ego reached with a trembled hand, only for Bim to squint his eyes shut, cowering slightly. He quickly pulled away, tears streaming down his eyes as he started to back up.
My own best friend... is afraid of me.
"B-Bimmy... I'm... I'm so sorry." Wilford, sobbed covering his face with his hands.
Bim took a few seconds to calm down, watching as the pink ego sobbed. He slowly breathed in and out, holding his wound tightly. He knew Wilford wouldn't hurt him on purpose, this was still his friend, this is still Wilford. With that, Bim pushed himself off the wall, walking to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He watched as Wilford gasped, looking up with red puffy eyes. "It's okay Wil." Bim threw on a pained smile. "It's okay."
Wilford paused for a moment, looking down in shame, unable to look his best friend in the eyes.
"It's not fair is it?"
Wilford froze, slowly looking up, to see Actor Mark, staring at him with a vile grin, clutching his shoulder. Wilford looked from his arm to Actor, his eyes turning back to brown.
N-no not again!
"Now your own dear friend sees the monster that you are." He chuckled.
"NO!" Wilford snapped, smacking his hand away, squinting his eyes shut.
Bim gasped, backing away. Fear in his features. "W-Wilford?"
Wilford kept his eyes shut for a second before opening them slightly, his brown eyes flickering back and forth from pink to brown to pink again, trying to focus. He knew it was Bim, he knew he was right there, but he didn't have much time before he falls back into the role of an anger colonel. "B-Bimmy g-get away from me." He whispered clutching his head, feeling the memories of the ego Inc slipping away. "I'm slipping."
"N-no Wilford I can't leave you like this," Bim said reaching for him.
"JUST GO..." Wilford opened his eyes starring at...at... He already forgot his name. "G-Go get... get..."
Oh god... WHAT IS HIS NAME?!
"Dark?" Bim whispered.
"Y-yes p-please, he'll know what to do..." He then reached for his keys holding them out to Bim. "L-lock me in here! Keep me away from... from... Just keep me away from anyone I could hurt."
"B-but Wil-."
"JUST GO!" Wilford snapped starring at Bim with brown eyes.
Bim jumped as he ran out of the room, clutching his arm before yanking the door open, and slamming it behind him, locking it shut.
Wilford slowly backed away, trying to focus. "My n-names is Wilford Warfstache, my name is Wilford Warfstache, my name is William- no my name is Wilford.. wait my... my... name is... is-."
