He was the one // Wilbur soot x reader

TW// DEATH THREATS, SELF HARM

The boys left my room not too long after so I could have some space. I got back into bed and let my thoughts take over, but all I could think about was Jared. The fact that I trusted him. I actually thought we could get somewhere. I made my decision to never trust anyone that's not Tommy again.

I heard a knock at the door. I ignored it and tried to bury my head further into my pillow. The door opened but I didn't move.

"Hey, I've put a plate of waffles on your drawers so you can have them when you want" I heard Tommy say before leaving.

I smiled slightly at the gesture but I wasn't hungry at the moment. I lifted my head from the pillow and sure enough, a stack of three waffles was sat on top of my drawers. I saw my phone on my bedside table and immediately knew what I had to do. I navigated my way to my contacts app. I clicked on Jared's contact and blocked it. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth and my body relaxed slightly. That was until I remembered he knew where I lived.

I knew I should call the police, but after my last experience, I don't think it will be much use. I just wanted all this bullshit to end. I wanted to live a happy ever after with my friends, but I knew that wasn't possible. With Jared knowing where I lived he could tell Kaleb who could then tell my family. This also means I'm risking putting Wilbur, Tommy, and Tubbo in danger.

I felt like such a disappointment. I looked back at the waffles and contemplated whether I should eat them or throw them out. I decided on the latter. After I put them in my bin I felt bad. Tommy and Tubbo probably worked hard on those. I shivered slightly at the breeze that came through my open window.

As I walked over to shut it a paper airplane flew through and landed on the ground. Confused, I walked over to it. I noticed a few words written under the wing. I opened it up to reveal a letter.

So you've met Jared. Knew you would like him. He's quite charming. But that's aside from the point. I know where you sleep Y/N. I know what you enjoy and I know where to find the people you love. I know they sleep down the hall. I could kill all of you. But I've decided to be nice. If you're not back at your parent's house in the next week you're all dead.

-E

I dropped the letter on the floor. My hands were shaking. I had put the only people that even remotely cared about me in serious danger. I was a failure. There was only one thing I could think to do to try and get my mind off it. I opened my door and walked out of my room for the first time today and walked into the bathroom. Taking a deep breath I opened the drawer under the sink and dug to the bottom. My hand felt something sharp and I smiled weakly to myself. I drew it out and put the blade against my wrist.

A/N:

546 words.

I'm so sorry for the short chapter but I couldn't think of anything else, the next one will be longer I promise. But thank you all so much for nearly 19k reads that's absurd. DON'T FORGET YALL ARE VALID AS FUCK AND I ACCEPT YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE! Please remember to eat, drink, take any meds you need to, and get a good night's rest because you deserve to be happy. I love you all so much. <3