True Love || Yandere Skephalo || Discontinued

Chapter 45 - Wilbur's Request

This picture made me laugh so hard I cried. Also I made another chapter before my things got taken away again- so yaaaaayyyyyyy- Also bro- Isn't Ghostbur just the most precious being ever?

-Sincerely, Your Friend, Lemon

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Skeppy's P.O.V. || • Skeppy's House •

     It had been about a week by now. Nick didn't talk to me at all, not even to bother me. I find this odd. He jokes around and talks to me when I kill him but when I kill someone who was exposed as a horrible person he gets soooooo worked up about it. Not that this bothered me though, I finally had some time to myself without some dumb ghost following me.

Suddenly I got a call from someone. From Wilbur. I answered after letting it ring for a moment, seeing as I wasn't sure whether I wanted to engage in social interaction or not.

"Hello?" I said into the phone. "Hey Zak. I was wondering, could you come to my house? I have something important to tell. I called you because you weren't responding to my texts." He said in response. "Oh sorry." I replied, before saying I would go then hanging up.

I started walking to his house wondering what he could want. Could he need help with something? Or maybe he has questions about something else? 'I just hope he doesn't go on about that dumb "tragic backstory" bullshit again.' I thought to myself.

I thought to myself some more and before I knew it I had reached his house. I knocked on the door. Wilbur answered. "Hey Zak, follow me." He said retreating to his room. I closed the door and followed behind, his mother smiled at me from the kitchen as I walked past. I smiled back. His father was watching tv.

Once we got into his room he locked the door. He sat at his desk and signaled for me to sit on his bed, which I did. "So, I just wanted to ask you some questions." He said with a smile. I nodded, signaling for him to continue.

"Well, first things first, do you even have a plan on getting Darryl to like you? Because even if you simply get rid of everyone who poses a threat or that he cares about there's still no saying he'll love you." He said. I smirked.

"Let me ask you this Wilbur, what would you do if all of your friends, crushes or love interests died? How would you feel?" I asked. He looked at me slightly shocked at this question, then softened his expression. "I would be hurt... very bad..." He said looking down. I nodded.

"And so would Darryl. If he's hurt enough, which I hate seeing, I can help make him feel better. If I can help him from a sad place he's bound to love me. Plus, I can do anything to make him love me, I have no stopping points." I replied. He looked back up at me and nodded slowly, processing this information.

"And if Darryl finds out you killed them...?"

"..."

I went silent. I looked down. I tried to think of a way out of it. But I couldn't. My eyes widened. I always said they would never figure me out. Darryl would never know. But I never thought about what to do if he actually somehow did find out. What would I do? I didn't know.

"Zak...? Are you alright? You look as though you've seen a ghost." He said, staring at me with a somewhat worried expression. I looked back up at him, not changing my expression.

"I... I don't know. What.. will.. what will I do...? He would hate me... he would turn me in... he would.. he would call me a monster... a murderer... what... would.. I... do....?" I said in a soft, yet obviously worried voice.

"That's true.. he would never be able to forgive you. Even if he didn't turn you in, he probably wouldn't want to be anywhere near you. He'd probably tell you to stay away from him." Wilbur said.

"..."

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Wilbur's P.O.V. || • Wilbur's House •

Zak went silent again, for about 10 seconds. I was about to say something, but before I could I heard him chuckle slightly. His mouth curved into a nervous smile. He continued to chuckle quietly. And soon enough he began to laugh. Not loud enough for my parents to hear though.

"I- I know what I could do! He- He cant t-turn me in if... he c-can't even go to the police!- He can't s-stay away from m-me if he's t-trapped!" He said, still laughing, his smile becoming twisted. This time, I was the one who was scared.

"What... what did you mean..?" I asked. He stopped laughing, but his smile remained, and even grew bigger, only making it more intimidating. He stood up shakily, and began to hold his chest, that's what it looked like at least.

"He can't leave me. He can never leave me. I won't let him. I won't let him leave me. He will never leave me. Ever. If he tries to leave me.. I'll just... make him take a nice nap... haha... yes.. yes.. a nap. And when he wakes up... he'll be with me.. and he'll never ever leave me... I won't let him.." He said in a shaky, and creepy voice.

"Are... are you referring to kidnapping him...?" I asked. He laughed quietly again, looked down and sat back on the bed. His face changed into a blank, expressionless one. His widened eyes softened, his twisted smile turning into a frown, the default facial expression. He looked back up at me.

"Is that all you wanted to ask me?" He asked in a dead, monotone voice. Regaining my composure, I shook my head. "No. I have one more question for you, or rather, one request." He tilted his head in confusion, still keeping his face blank.

"My request... is rather an odd one... but... I just had to ask..." I paused for a moment. He stared at me silently, and lifted his head back up. I looked him in the eye, putting on a serious expression.

"Could you kill George?"

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HEEYYYYYY- I POSTED ANOTHER CHAPTER! I DID IT BEFORE I GOT MY STUFF TAKEN AWAY AGAIN JUST LIKE I SAID :D Anyway hope you enjoyed this- I was really rushing to get it out so sorry if it isn't as good as you'd hoped 😅