A Mother's Curse.

Chapter Five

Wilbur pov

I walk into the office with tears rolling down my face, trying to brace myself for what I want to talk about with Bad. I walk to the front desk and tell them about my appointment, she tells me to take a seat in the waiting room and I wait for Bad to finish with his other client.

A few minutes later I see Bad come down the hallway with a young boy who looks oddly familiar, but then again I only see the back of his head. I see a woman coming in very rushed and worried looking "oh! Tubbo, good I thought... oh never mind, come here" he turns around and I immediately recognize him, its Tommy's Tubbo. Me and him have never been that close but we talk, especially when he's at his sister's bakery but now that I think about it they don't look much alike, he doesn't seem to notice me and runs over to, Puffy, she's his and Niki's mum, her and my dad are really close, actually, for awhile they lived with us "Hi Aunt Puffy!" He yells happily. Aunt!? Niki said they were siblings and Tubbo's always lived with them. Could she have been lying? "Hello Ms. Puffy," Bad says kindly "hi Bad, Thank you so much for keeping him later, I got held up at work and was trying to get some extra hours this weekend, and it was just absolute pandemonium!" she says, "its no issue at all he's a lovely kid" she smiles and looks over to Tubbo "Well kiddo, What do ya think, time to head home? Niki said she was making shepherds pie" he jumps up and runs out the door "c'mon Puffy, let's go, you never said she was making dog pies!" I muffle a laugh and Puffy chuckles "ok, have a goodnight Bad" she says as she follows Tubbo out the door.

Bad turns to walk back to his room but then spots me, "oh! Wil, you're already here, perfect, come on in," I follow him down the hallway and into his office.

"So, your Dad called and said you had a panic attack in your school's music room? Would you like to talk about why you may have had this attack?" he asks, I nod reluctantly and he smiles "whenever you're ready" I take a deep breath and begin "well, ever since I can remember I've always wanted to write music. And my Mum, Kristen, would always tell me to follow my heart and be my number one supporter not that my dad wasn't also encouraging me. When my Mum died she told me to always follow my heart, so when I got into year 8 I told myself that I was gonna write a s-song about her, so to practice I wrote other songs and sang them. Around the end of year 11 I finally started to put her song together, I started with writing notes to play on my guitar, and at the beginning of year 12, I got to work on the lyrics. This is what caused me to fail year 12, these stupid lyrics. I-i did eventually finish them, but I had a panic attack every time I tried to actually sing them. A-and I just can't do it! I want to, I want to make her song, and f-finally finish it! B-but I just can't," Bad stands up and walks over to hug me, after a minute he lets go and hands me a water with some tissues, wait when did I start crying? He sits back down across from me and smiles softly "Wilbur, that's a lot of weight you just handed me, but now that I know what's wrong I can help you carry it, okay?" I sniffle, then nod "alright, so before I help can you tell me, do you have anyone you play these songs to?" he asks, I answer with a nod "okay, do you trust this person?" Of course, I trust Tommy, I nod again "okay tonight when you get home, do you think you could play this person your song? It might help if it's you and someone else so your not alone with your thoughts" he explains and that makes some sense so I agree "I-i can try" he smiles "that's all I'm asking, for you to just try, okay?" he looks at me "okay" I say barely louder than a whisper, I'd be surprised if he heard me. "Okay well, your dad is probably waiting for you, so is there anything else that I can help you with?" I pause to think for a minute "umm I know you might not be able to tell me due to privacy and everything, but, that boy Tubbo, is the woman that came to pick him up his Mum?" I ask, he hesitates "well, I can't tell you everything, but his dad is an alcoholic so his Aunt Puffy got custody and that's who you saw pick him up," Bad says, oh he tilts his head "why? Do you know him?" I shrug "well, my dad and Puffy are good friends same with me and Niki, his cousin, going by what you just told me, and Niki always said that he was her brother so I was just curious," he nods and we say our goodbyes. I walk out into the waiting room and my dad stands up and hugs me. I'm a little surprised at first but hug back after a minute. He pulls away and quickly talks to Bad then we're on our way home. When we get home my dad says that he has to go get some groceries for supper and leaves again. I decide to see if Tommy has messaged me back yet and see that he hasn't. I ring him hoping that he will pick up, he should, considering it's 3:30 and he would be out of school by now. Low and behold he picks up hey, "Tommy" I greet him "hey, Wil, what do you want," he asks "I figured... actually, nevermind, but uh, I'm really, really sorry about yesterday, there was no meaning behind what I said," I tell him and he nods "Well, I see Techno coming so well be home soon, bye" I go to say bye as well but he hangs up too fast, I figure I might as well try singing it by myself and take a deep breath as I grab my guitar, okay here goes nothing.