Before I start I do want to say this was inspired by 'Mentally not right' so make sure you check it out.
CW
Crazybur
Implied arson
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// Wilbur POV //
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I stood atop the building, my entire body shaking as I stared down at the mob of people staring back at me, shouting at me.
My family, neighbors, and even people I didn't fucking know were shouting at me, looking up at me with pure terror in their eyes.
My knees buckled under me and I fell to the floor as tears filled my eyes, I felt somebody grab my arms and pull me up, taking me down to ground level.
I was still shaking and could hardly see through my teary eyes I could hardly see who had hugged me, the only thing running through my mind was how I had failed.
Failed to rid myself of this life in this cold-hearted world, the only warmth there was, came from the flames.
The flames of the only thing that could care... care enough to end it all...
I stared down at the old and broken road I was sitting on, staring at the burn mark that charred the concert and the shoes that soon covered it.
Wearily I looked up seeing my father staring at me, he stared at me with a disappointed yet pitiful look. Like I was just some scum on the earth who deserved nothing but to be pitied, hell I don't even deserve their pity.
I deserve to rot in a grave, left to decompose.
At least then I could be used for something useful.
"You know this man, sir?"
A man in a dark blue uniform approached him, I felt a hand rest on my back and slowly rub it.
My father glanced back down at me as I clawed the ground underneath me, wincing as my nails were pulled.
"Yes, he's... he's my son."
He didn't seem sure with his answer, not that I could fucking blame him. Who in their right fucking mind would even want to associate with me, let alone admit to being related to me.
"Please just..."
I stared him in the eyes as he looked back down at me.
"Get him help..."
Everything after that is blurry and the next thing I remember was being shoved into a white room with a bed, a table, and a chair.
Ever since I've waited till someone would let me out of this Limbo.
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-Word Count: 369-
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Fanfiction//This was inspired by 'Mentally Not Right', I would recommend checking out their book!// CW Insanity Toxic relationships Child neglect Sexual references Child Abuse Wilbur had a normal upbringing, 2 caring parents, and even some siblings that he co...
