A Darkstache Story (Completed)

Part 32

Tw: language, mention of violence/death/abuse

Wilford backed up and charged at the glass, the jar moved just a little "cmon! I need to help Dark!" Wilford charged at the glass three more times and it fell to the floor and shattered. Wilford sat up and was his normal size again "Dark!" Wilford ran over to him and knelt by him "if you love him so damn much why would you hurt him so badly! You're such a bitch!" Marvin growled deeply "you best watch your words boy" Wilford pet Dark's hair and teared up 'the way he says it reminds me of my father...' Wilford thought to himself. Wilford's old man was abusive and didn't give two shits about a flamboyant pink little gay teenager, so he made Wilford suffer. Marvin smirked "ahhh so your father was abusive huh?" Marvin could listen to thoughts "what you going to do about it boy? Going to hurt me? I doubt it" Marvin chuckled "what will Dark say? Does he want a broken little man? One with mental problems and ptsd from his daddy giving him spankings, aw the poor baby. Do you need a stuffed bear and a diaper" Wilford grit his teeth "shut up." Marvin laughed "who's going to make me? You? You couldn't even defend yourself against your old man, let alone me! If you ask me, you deserved EVERYTHING he ever did to you" Wilford's hands glowed slowly "shut up!" Marvin smirked more "oh William, that's your real name, right? William. You changed your name because your name reminds you of your father hmmm? Only Dark is allowed to call you it, pathetic. What do you even exist huh? Why are you still here Wilford? Why didn't your father just kill you. I mean, if i was him, I'd be disgusted at the thought of you. Every time i thought about you, I'd want to shoot myself in the head. If i ever saw you, I'd want to bleach my eyes. Every time you talked, I'd want to have cut off my ears. Your father is a HERO for having to deal with the likes of you" Marvin changed back to his human form "and maybe i can just start where he left off"