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I opened my eyes. I was back in the basement.
"W-wha- how am I still here?" I say to myself.
"You never left."
"What? Who am I speaking too?"
"It doesn't matter. It never matters, does it?"
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"I know your still scared of him."
"I am not!"
"You are! You try to act like you aren't but, you are! He knows everything about you. He knows things you don't even know about yourself."
"How.. -wait how is that even possible?-"
"It isn't. That's why your scared of him."
"How do you know! You aren't me!"
"Oh.. but I am."
"No- what- how?!" No reply. "Hey! Speak again! Talk!" They don't answer.
How was that me?!
The scene changed.
I looked around.
Oh no.. oh no no no. Cmon! Change it, change the place again! No no no.
Carter came forward.
OH HELL NO NO BITCH GET ME OUT OF HERE.
"Hello Y/n."
"GET AWAY- I SAY GET AWAY-"
"No. Your the one who can't move, I'm the one who can."
"Then use your privilege to STEP AWAY."
"I'm not leaving you. Wherever you go, wherever you are. I'll be watching."
"Bitch you are the craziest stalker I ever damn heard of."
"Do you want to see something. I think it's important."
"If it has something to do with you, then no."
"It doesn't." He set the gasoline on fire. I panicked and struggled to move. The fire swallowed me up. Then disappeared.
I was in another place now. My- house?
"So. You think I care about you?" He says.
I stay silent. What? What the fuck is going on? And how the fuck is this happening.
"Just like Carter said. 'I'm using you' I don't care."
"Will- you don't?"
"No. I waited hours to go get you. I would've came immediately if I liked you."
I stayed quiet. I was at loss for words.

*Wilbur's POV*
I woke up to heavy breathing. I opened my eyes quickly and looked down. It looked like Y/n was having a Panic Attack. I try to shake her to wake them up. It doesn't work.
"Y/n?? Y/n? Wake up.." I say to them.
It gets worse.. and worse.. I try to wake them up. I shake them.
Finally, they open there eyes quickly.
"Y/n! Are you okay?" I ask.
They look at me. They run out of the room. I run after them.
"Y/n! What's wrong?" I yell.
They run out of the house.
"Wilbur! What's going on?" Tubbo asks.
"I don't know! They woke up in a panic! They won't speak!" I explain.
I run out of the house and chase after them.
Was it something I said? Was it something I did?
They ran through the bushes. I did as well.
They ran over to a rock by a lake. They sat on it and stared into the lake.
I slowly walked to them. I heard them sobbing.
I made it to the rock.
They looked at me and backed away. Then, they leaned back in. I sat down next to them.
"I-I'm sorry." They admit.
"I-it's okay.. why are you doing this?" I ask.
"I-I-"
They stay silent for a second.
"I just had a bad dream." They admit.
"About?"
"Please.. please don't get mad." They say.
"I won't."
"It was about.. me, you, and Carter." They say.
"Why? What happened with me?" I asked. I began to get worried.
"Will- I don't know why.. but it wasn't very good.." they admit.
"Y/n.. what happened?"
"The.. the Will in my dream.. not you! I- I don't believe you would do something like- that.. or think something like that. He just- he said that he doesn't care.. he said that he never has- and-"
I cut them off with a hug. I felt horrible. Why would they dream that? Did Carter do something? They stopped talking completely and just hugged me. It felt good to have them back in my arms.
"Y/n. I care about you.. so much. More than anything." I tell them.
I can hear them take a deep breath.
"I know.. I don't know what got into me.. I care so much about you too."
I feel happier to know that they feel that way.
We hug for a while and go back to the house. We turn on Phil's live and sit on the couch with Tubbo and Tommy.
"Are Y/n and Wilbur dating?" Phil reads out a chat. "Uhhh I actually don't know. I don't think so though."
We both take a deep breath.

*Your POV*
I can't believe I did that. I'm so dramatic. I should've just- went to the bathroom or something. I'm- I just fucking cried at a lake.
"Are you visiting Tommy and Tubbo and-" he read. "I don't know. Maybe. Everyone is still trying to give y/n space from what happened. But maybe."
Wilbur and Tubbo go upstairs soon after. They want to stream together.
"This bitch better not come to see us." Tommy says.
"Why not?" I ask.
"Because. He'll go all dad mode on me." Tommy laughs.
"You already have Wilbur to do that." I chuckled.
"WELL THEN ILL HAVE TWO FUCKING PRICKS LOOKING AFTER ME." Tommy yelled.
I facepalmed.
"Is Tommy actually 6'3?- no. I don't think he is." Phil says.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD. This prick! I am fucking 6'3!" Tommy yells. He gets out his phone quickly and calls Phil.
"Hello-"
"I AM FUCKING 6'3 YOU GROWN ASS MAN" Tommy yelled. He hung up.
Both of us laugh.
"Oh my god! Tommy." I say.

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