Ranboo angst

School au

Ayup, I hope you're all doing well today. Make sure you've had water and are looking after yourself. I'm so proud of you! Love you all.

Tw:

Bullying
Verbal abuse
Emotional abuse
Physical abuse
Injury
Drugs
Violence
Coping mechanisms
Religious trauma
Eating disorders
Invasion of privacy
Threats
Mention of death

Ranboo's POV:

Using a beaty blender, I made sure my last injury was covered before slinging the aging gray backpack over my shoulder.

The journey to school wasn't that long but to avoid the wrath of the other members in our household I often left hours before necessary. It was currently only 06:00 am. No staff members would arrive at the building for an hour. That way, I'll be first inside as soon as they unlock the gate.

My family wasn't the only reason that I leave this early. I can evade meeting my peers whom hated me with burning passions. If that wasn't the case they most likely didn't know of my existence. No one but the adults actually tolerated me. Well most of them did but then again they were being paid too.

Luckily, no one cared enough to notice yhat something is wrong. If they did child services would be called and I'd be forced into a situation that would most likely be worse. Afterall, everyone online says that most foster homes are extremely terrible. I refuse to burden anyone with the responsibility to deal with me.

Turning spotify on, I made sure to turn on the correct playlist before shoving my phone back into my pocket.

A couple's songs later, the school came into view. As always, I slumped onto the same bench that I always sat. You see, I tend to zone out a lot so boredom didn't affect me much. Plus, Mr Minecraft would arrive in around an hour so his car will snap me out of it.

Sure enough, the man pulled up infront of me before walking over to me.

"Hey mate, how are you today?"

Despite how much pain that question brought. I answered cheerfully.

"Hi! I'm doing great Sir. How was your weekend?"

Smiling the man began to share what he events occured over the past two days. Despite not having the best grades, the man actually enjoyed my company a lot. Often we had spent lunches together when I was too afraid to go outside of the classroom. Well he didn't know that part.

It was strange, he was more of a dad to me than my actual father. He was caring and kind whilst I was used to anger and yelling. Although I couldn't convince myself, deep down I knew that he truly cared.

Following him toward the locked gate, I watched as he pulled out the familiar metal key. Twisting it in the lock, I held the gate open for him before walking after him.

Mr Minecraft is actually our principal but he does teach media often. He knows quite a lot about technology.

Another thing he did was he always accepted me into his office while we waited for lessons to begin. Sometimes we would talk about random things other times we would read books in peaceful silence. School itself was quite terrible but these moments are what made it worth the while. Moments like these gave me time to relax.

Sometimes a few others would join us. These were his sons that he told me about. Techno, Tommy and Wilbur. They went to this school too so I wasn't always too lonely. However Tommy happened to be quite popular and being around too many people made me extremely uncomfortable. The twins however were often quite calm compared to the blonde. I liked that about them. It was something we had in common. Don't get me wrong, Tommy is a great friend but he tends to be quite loud which reminds me too much of home.

At the minute, it was just me and Phil. Apparently his kids were planning on walking with Tubbo? I knew him, he's in a few of my classes and was friends with Tommy. I admired their bond.

Soon enough the bell could be heard, signifying that I should start walking to my maths class. Bidding the principle goodbye, I rush through the small door to the classroom before sitting in the back corner.

Most of the time, no one actually noticed me. This meant that I often rush my work before returning to my music. Afterall, I understand most of the material they give you. What do you think I do in my free time? Whenever my phone is taken I would study. That's what I've been doing for years. Therefore, I was quite knowledgeable for my age.

After school:

Today I was offered a ride home but I quickly shut them down. No way would I risk them finding out. Consequences are way too high.

Afterall today was when those monsters would be back. I didn't want them to be more aggressive although I knew it was no use. Slightest mistakes were used against me. So when I was slightly later than usual I found myself unable to use my phone. Locked in my room, no food to eat and no bed to sleep. A door was also something that I didn't get the privilege of. Yes I know that it was my right to get privacy. Last time I spoke out of line though I was a bloody mess on the floor, no way would I do that again..

Without hesatation, I grip onto a spare bag that I had hidden under a loose floorboard. Taking a deep breathe, I approached the large window before opening it wide. Carefully slipping my leg out, I slipped out before landing on the slanted roof.

Shutting it behind me, I climbed down from my prison before walking away.

Unknown to all, I had a hideout from when I was young that held shelter anx safety. At the time, I was not aware how useful building a treehouse in the woods was. However I am glad that I did.

After thirty minutes of walking, the hem of the woods became visible to me. Entering the large area of vegetation, I soon came across the discrete ladder I had built so strong. Making sure to not get splinters, I trudged up the structure before reaching the top.

Clambering over to the old mattress, I let myself drift to sleep.

You may ask why I didn't just stay here, well that's because if I didn't return home then I would be hunted down and killed. Yep murdered, my parents aren't stable.

All I am is a punching bag that they had to deal with despite not wanting me there.

In the morning:

Birds chirped around me as I grogily got out of my shelter. Not bothered to get dressed I grabbed my bag before sprinting towards the school.

Upon arriving, I watched my fam- I mean the family get out of their car. However, instead of a normal greeting the eldest practically ran up to me.

Cupping my cheek, I looked into his eyes filled with shock, anger and sorrow. On further inspection, tears were evidently pooling in his eyes. Soon enough, I could here the padding footsteps of the others. All sharing a look, the group returned their gaze to me.

Confused, I waited for them to speak up. Taking a deep breath, Da- Phil spoke up.

"Ranboo, mate what happened?"

"Huh?" What did he mean?

Butting in, Techno pointed at my face before specifying what he meant.

"Your face is littered with cuts, bruises and burns.. You mean to tell me that you didn't know?"

Shell-shocked I couldn't bring myself to do anything but run into the building and hide in a bathroom stall.

I think Tech knows..

Hope you enjoyed this, before you ask no I won't do a part 2 because I'm tired now. Make sure you've ate today. Drink water, I am so proud of you. Love you all <3