Chapter 19

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15:28pm.

Wilbur's POV

I was walking around the park, to chill, get some inspiration for anything and enjoying the warm weather.

Message from Schlatt.

"Hey Wilbur. Remember what i told you okey!"
"I didn't forget Schlatt. I'm just walking outside right now."
"Okey didn't ask. Jk."
"Haha. Very funny. I don't forget my schedule that easily Schlitt."
"Ey! Don't call me Schlitt! Okey. Alright cool. See you then!"
"See you."

Offline.

As i was walking down the streets
i saw Clay on the other side of the street and yelled out for him. No reaction.
"Does he have headphones on or something?" i thought. So i walked over to the other side and tapped on his shoulder. He flinched and almost hit me.
"Woah! Hey it's me man!"
He looked at me for a second and then said-

"O-oh. Hey man. What's up."
"Did i stardle you that bad?" i laughed a little.
"Yes! Yes you did! What did it look like?!" he said loudly.
"Gosh! sorry Dream. What happened?"
"Nothing of your concern or business."
My god, so harsh and cold.
"So~ do you and your friends still want to go to Pizza Hut?" i kindly asked.
"Not now Wilbur." and continued walking.

"Hey, hey! Wait up!" i followed him. "It doesn't have to be now."
"I know! I just have alot around me right now. Just leave me alone. Please." seemed like he was getting angry, despite still trying to be nice.
"Okey then.. Then maybe another time?" i asked. He rolled his eyes.
"Another time, just not now." and walked faster.
"Okey! Then see you later Dream~!" he didn't answer me back and i stood there confused. "I don't have anything to do so i'll just see where he's going."
I followed him with good distance and we arrived at the-

hospital?

He walked in and i walked in a little later.

"Hey Zak.." was the last thing i heard before he closed the door.
"Excuse me sir?" i turned around.
"Yes?"
"Are you visiting someone here?" the lady behind the desk asked.
"I- i'm waiting for someone. They just walked in." oh my god.
"Alright then. You may sit down over there."
"Thank you." and took a seat. I feel like i'm gonna be yelled at when he comes out.

Clay/Dream's POV

"How are you holding up Zak?"
"Pretty a-okey. Doesn't hurt as much as when it actually happened. Haha-! Yep!" he coughed a little, but he seemed to be going better.
"Thank you so so much for coming. It was getting quite lonley.
"No problem Zak."
"How are the other doing.. and Darryl?"
"The others are doing okey and Darryl is still worried about you. He really cares about you."
"Haha... i know."

. . .

"So.. are you and Darryl a thing? Sorry!  I just-."
he giggled.
"I don't know Clay. Maybe. Who knows." he happily said and smiled. He seemed like he was really happy to have someone talking to him.
We talked for a little longer and eventually i had to go.
"Sorry Zak, i have to go now. My visit time is over in a little. I'll make sure the others will visit you aswell."
...
"See you soon Zak."
"See you Clay!"
I walked out the room and right as i turned around i saw Wilbur.
"What?? What is he doing here?!" i muttered to myself, while he nervously waved and smiled.
"H-hey Dream. Ahah... oh god." he nervously said.
"Outside. Now." and walked out. Wilbur following me. We stood outside.

"Explain."
"Explain what..?" i could tell he was a tad bit nervous.
"Explain! To me why you are here?! Did you follow me?!" i was so angry at him.
"Well.... okey yea i was, but i wanted to see where you were going!"
"That's not an excuse Wilbur! What the hell is with you?!" i wanted to punch him so hard.
"I'm sorry Dream! I get it. I wasn't supposed to!" he tried to apologize, but i didn't care.
I furiously grabbed his collar and said-
"Listen here. Wilbur! I don't care about you damn apology anymore. Just leave the fuck alone! Just. Leave. Me. ALONE!" and let go.
He didn't say anything and i walked off.

Didn't even turn back.
What a bother. I really didn't need this. Atleast i didn't go any further.
Not like probably a certain someone.
I made my way to the store, since i had barely any food left. Forgot to buy new food.

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