|~WILBURSOOT ONESHOTS~|

|~Bullied~|

THE TITLE IS INSPIRED!

Techno: 18

Wilbur: 17

Tommy: 12

Philza: 37

IN THIS ONESHOT THEY ALL LIVE TOGETHER AND ARE FAMILY!

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-3rd Person POV-

The young brunette woke up to the sound of ringing in his ears, he sighed and turned off the alarm clock. 'Great, another day at hell' he though to himself. The boy sat up, instantly feeling light headed from staying up most of the night to finish and assignment, Wilbur internally groaned and got changed as he wouldn't like to get scolded by his father, Philza, For being late again. Wilbur's father was a nice man, well, to his brothers at least; Techno and Tommy were Phil's favourite, that meant Wilbur was always left out and got 0 notice. Whenever he would go to talk to his 'Dad', he would always get the same response. 'Not now Wil, im helping Techno' Or 'Not now Wil, im taking care of Tommy'

But you get the point, Wilbur ended up choosing to wear a pair a ripped black jeans that had chains hanging off the side of them and a baggy, mustard coloured hoodie that was half tucked in and half tucked out. Since most of his stuff was big on him, the brunette added a black, shiny, metallic belt that had the letter 'W' on it. Proud of his outfit, Wilbur went into his clean, tidy bathroom and brushed his still completely white teeth.

Realising he was gonna be late for school, Wilbur dragged his feet down the stairs, sulking in the process, "Mornin' Wil" A monotone voice said bluntly from the kitchen, "Hey." Wilbur replied, having no emotion in his voice, His brother, Techno, though that something was up since Wilbur was usually all cheery and happy, but decided that he was just tired. Wilbur couldn't be arsed to get breakfast so he just walked out of the house and started to set off on his journey to school, shutting out all the complaints from his father.

|~AT SCHOOL~|

Wilbur was exhausted from having to sprint all the way from his house to his school, but before he could regain his breath he got pushed to the ground and had a foot firmly pinning him down, without even looking up Wilbur could already tell who it was. Mark and his goons, Jason, Nathanial and Harry. Before the helpless brunette ,who was still stuck on the ground, could say anything he got the foot lifted off his quickly rising up and down chest and instead one pair of hands on his arms and a pair of hands at his feet, making him stuck in a star shape. "Aww look, the helpless little BITCH is gonna cry. Wa Wa"

"Shut up Mark" Wilbur replied, but quickly regretted it as a knife was pulled out from Mark's pocket and pressed firmly against his arm. Wilbur tried to squirm out of the hold he was stuck in but stopped and let out a heart-wrenching scream and the blade was pressed deep into his skin. Nathanial, the only one -Mark who was not holding the brunette on the floor, placed a gag over Wilburs mouth so no-one could hear his screams of pain as the blade pressed further into his skin.

After Mark and his goons left and took off Wilbur gag, the helpless boy stared down at his arm and saw that Mark had engraved the word 'WORTHLESS' into his arm. After a minute of contemplating of what he was going to do to cover the wound up, he heard the 3rd period bell ring. 'WAIT, I MISSED 2 PERIODS!?' Those 5 words were the last things he said before black spots filled his vision and he went limp on the hallway floor.

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