transboo 2

Chapter 1

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tw: mention of abuse, implication of self harm

ranboo pov:

why is she here?

the world around me instantly became unfocused and i lost sense of my surroundings.

i heard voices. i don't know who's they were. i don't know if i knew who they belonged to.

i dont want to go back there.

she will hurt me again.

i can't go back there.

i don't know how i got here, but by the time my surroundings become focused, i'm sitting on the floor of my room with a razor in my hand, about to cut myself.

techno pov:

'hello. i've come to collect my daughter.' the woman at the door said.

oh now what the actual fuck.

'you don't have a daughter. and he is going nowhere with you.' i say pushing ranboo gently behind me, protecting him from his abuser.

'i have legal ownership of her, i'm her guardian.'

'no you're not, his guardians are tommy's parents. he was adopted after you nearly fucking killed him!' phil stepped in, clearly hearing the commotion at the door, and he made me jump saying that. he was clearly angry. i've never heard him like this before.

'she was adopted?' ranboo's mother asked, putting an innocent/clueless look on her face that was clearly fake.

'yes he was. maybe you would've known that if you didn't run away after you fucking stabbed him.' i heard tommy's voice now. he shouldn't be here, he needs to be protected too.

i turned around to see tommy and tubbo standing next to me and i instinctively pushed them back, like i did to ranboo, not wanting her to take ahold of either of them. we can't trust her and we never will trust her.

'fuck off and don't come back.' tubbo added, stepping forward again to shut the door.

the woman put her foot in the way to stop it from closing.

'i'm going to call the police.' she stated, simply, pulling out her phone and going to dial 999.

'if you call the police,' phil said, pushing tubbo back again, 'you're only handing yourself in. they were looking for you back in america after you nearly killed your son and i'm sure they'll be delighted to find you here.'

she considered phil's words for a second before turning off her phone and putting it back into her bag.

i decided i should speak up again, 'why are you here?'

'why am i here?' she repeated, annoyingly.

'yes, that's what i said.' i said bluntly.

'i'm here to get my daughter, didn't i already say that?'

'you did say that, and i told you; you don't have a daughter. so i'll ask again. why are you here? ranboo doesnt want to go with you and we are never going to let him go with you.'

'her father wants to see her.'

now that is a plot twist. i thought he didn't really give two shits about him.

'so why didn't he come and get him himself? why did he send you?' i asked, turning around to find that tommy, tubbo and ranboo were no longer behind me. good, they shouldn't have to witness this bitch.

'he sent me because he's not fit to get on a plane. he's sick. and he wants to see his daughter.'

'we have been over this so many fucking times and i'm tired of being fucking polite. you don't have a fucking daughter.' phil chimed in next to me.

she turned to him and gave him a dirty look. no one disrespects philza like that.

'bitch get the fuck off my doorstep before i call the cops on you myself. i will talk to ranboo about going to see his dad but i am not letting him go anywhere with you.' i said, authoritatively, before slamming the door in her face.

'what the fuck do we do now?' phil asked.

'i wish i knew.'

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sorry for this late start, i should be updating regularly because it's summer break :)

i hope you guys enjoy this as much as you enjoyed the first book :)