☆SCHLATTBUR~ONESHOTS☆

"don't leave.."⚡

40th STORYYY! :DDD - pt.4 of meet⚡-

Tw- sh, panic attack, mentions of suicide, death- please let me know if they are any others.
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If you are uncomfortable with these topics skip this entire story. Take care :)

-wilbur-

I laid down on my bed staring at the ceiling hearing schlatt's soft snores besides me. I felt exhausted from my meet with my family, but didn't sleep I started to feel my chest tighten realizing how less accepting I was towards my dad or my brothers. I curl up turning around facing to my right trying to sleep, but instead warm tears fell down my face I sniffled burying my head further into the covers I felt a pair of arms wrap around me "dont cry.." schlatt muttered feeling him rub my arm. "H-here turn around.." he help me turn around sitting up. "What's on your mind?.." I looked away "just what happened earlier today that's all." He hummed "i- don't wanna talk about this right now." Schlatt kissed me I hummed feeling energy rush up me. He started to rub my back "do you wanna do something to get your mind off it?" I shrugged he hummed holding my hand I don't know why I felt myself start to shake. "Shh, it's alright just let it out.." he said softly rubbing my back in circles. I felt warm tears once again fall down my cheek I gripped his hand "there you go.." he said rubbing the back of my hand. "Deep breaths.." I let out a choked sob. He hugged me kissing my face "you're alright I'm here.." I hugged back shoving my face into the crook of his neck smelling the shampoo he uses. It calmed me in a way.

It's been a while since that I sat on my porch staring at the gleaming, blue sky. I didn't know what I felt but it definitely wasn't nice. Schlatt wasn't home I had tubbo. Wait tubbo! I gasped running inside seeing the other on the kitchen counter holding a fork "ah, shit." It took me a bit to calm the other down from crying as I removed the fork from his hand. I felt my eyes droop but kept them open I felt my phone vibrate I opened seeing Phil is calling me. Did I want to answer it?! I clicked the button

"Oh thank goodness you'd answe-"

"What do you want." I said sternly

"Oh uh right Uhm I was thinking if we could talk-

I scoffed "No."

"N-no please you don't have any idea what's happened!"

"Final answer is n-"

"Tommy's dead!" The other yelled though the phone.

I stopped. What.

"What the fuck are you saying."

"T-tommy died yesterday." I heard the others voice cracking.

If felt tears run in my eyes "N-no he's not..please tell me this is some sort of sick joke!" I yelled hearing the toddler one whine I shushed my tone.

"I-im sorry I wouldn't to tell you but you wouldn't answer.."

I shook in place feeling my throat tighten I let out a loud sob dropping my phone. I cried in my hands weeping "N-no no no!" I heard Phil's voice echoing through my phone I shut it off hanging up I couldn't breathe I gripped my hair letting tears fa down my face repeating 'no' the child left confused on the sofa. I yelled out gripping my legs digging my nails in the skin.

No. No. No. No. No. not my brother..

I felt a pair of arms wrap around me trying to calm down I couldn't hear him all I could hear was me.
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I went to the Tommy's funeral I never left my room after that.

"Wilbur please just come out you haven't ate in a day please come out." I hold the blade above my arm hearing the others plead I slowly pressed the blade against my arm. I saw drops of blood fall front the cuts I heard the door handle jiggle forgot he can pick locks. I hid everything hiding my cuts with my sleeve. "Oh Wilbur.." he hugged me it's been a day or two i don't know. "C'mon let's get out I'll get us food, yea?" I shrugged. He lightly patted my legs "let's go." He began to wrap his hand around my wrist lightly making me wince slightly. He stopped. "Wilbur?" I shook I felt my breathing become uneven. "I'll be right back okay?" He walked away into the bathroom pulling out a first-aid kit walking towards me again. "Can I lift it up?" He said holding my sleeve I nodded he slowly lifted the sleeve up I heard his breath hitch "tell me if it hurts at all, okay?" I nodded. He grabbed a bunch of stuff cleaning the cuts out. I felt my chest tighten feeling the tip of my fingers go numb. "I-im sorry." I muttered he looked up at me "W-what?" I felt tears fall down "i-ims sorry I don't know what's wrong with me i- I couldn't help it!" He cupped my face "hey, hey it's okay you don't need to be sorry I understand.." he continued to bandage the cuts "Im gonna get tubbo, okay?" I nodded I saw him leave. I picked at the corners of the bandages I didn't know what I was doing I wanted to sleep and never wake up. I didn't want to leave schlatt with this responsibility it'd be better if I just..left. I clenched my shirt. He came back with tubbo in his hands "wilbyy!" I cracked a smiled in awhile, schlatt set tubbo next to me "wilbyy!" The toddler crawled up on my lap I smiled hugging the tiny ram I saw the other hug me "I'll help you alright?" "Don't leave.." "W-what?" "Don't leave please." He kissed me " I would never I'm always going to be on your side and don't think you are a burden if you want to talk. Just talk to me if you'd like.."

"Thank you."

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