Pov:3th person (with wilbur)
"Wilbur you have to tell him.." Sally said while looking at the boy.
The boy stared down to his phone knowing she was right.
He knew he was way to scared to try to tell him face to face so this was his last option.
He looked at his message reading it slowly.
'Hey dad,
I know I will have to tell you anyways so I will do that now.. Sally is pregnant. I'm sorry..I really am. I'm sorry for messing up. I'm sorry for avoiding you.. I'm sorry i didn't tell you sooner. I just didn't know how to...
I hope you will forgive me..
Wilbur<3'
He was shaking his leg.
Sally saw it and putted one hand on it.
Wilbur looked at Sally, avoiding eye contact.
Sally pressed with her other hand on sent and grabbed his phone.
"Sa-" Wilbur wanned to say
"Its fine dont think about it right now."
Wilbur nodded.
Sally putted the phone on the nightstand and stared to cuddle with Wilbur.
She knew how mush he needed it.
She knew Wilbur had way more stress then her.
She honestly was a bit excited to have a baby from her loved one.
Ofc she didn't wanned it at this age but she knew she wanned one, one day anyways.
Wilbur on the other hand was stressed out without even having it yet.
He just knew it for a couple off days and it freaked him the shit out.
He didn't wanned a kid. He couldn't even take care of himself!
What if he got drunk again and hurt it!
Our what if he smoked to mush by it and then it got cancer because off him?
He couldn't risk it.
What if it was like him?
He couldn't be responsible for a little child and he knew that pretty well.
He did still want to keep it tho.
It's his after all, and he felt responsible for it.
His girlfriend calmed him down after a while from those thoughts.
Before she knew, he had fallen asleep on her.
She just played with his hair.
She did that a lot and she liked it a lot.
It made her forget about all the bad things she had dealt with alright.
Sally wasn't mentally stable and she knew that.
She was happy she wasn't addicted to the things Wilbur is.
She also felt asleep a little later...
Pov: techno
It's been a hour now and Tommy still hasn't come out off her room..
"His.."
"I'm sorry, I still need to process it."
Phil nodded.
"I will take a look"
And with that Phil got out off his chair, putted his coffie down and walked to, Tommy his room..
He nocked ones on it
No answer
One's again he nocked
No answer..
"Tommy..?"
No answer!
"Phil.."
Phil shocked and almost hit me
"S-sorry" Phil let out.
"Its fine..but about Tommy..."
Phil looked at me
"He's gone..his window it open and he isn't in his room.."
"How do you know..?"
"Climb up the house"
Phil rold his eyes on me and I smirked a little.
*Ping*
"Phil you're pho-"
"Doesn't matter rn, we have to look for Tommy.."
I nodded.
We both put on our jackets and got out seeking for Tommy for a few hours.
(558 words)
Would they find him?
How would Phil react to Wilbur's news?
Would Tommy be alright?
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