A Trip (Slimesicle x Reader) (EDITING)

Chapter 3

Sup I'm not dead um yee here if you want to see a hand reveal I made a chapter in another one of my fanfics 'Heist'  also here is a bomb song to jam to :D TW: swearing, abuse, blood

                                                                                       Y/n pov

Falling to sleep with charlie was really comfy and almost made me forget we were about to go off with our best friends to make amazing memories. ( And possibly need a LONG break away from them) Being with charlie almost made me not be claustrophobic. I've had a fear of small spaces sense something traumatizing happened with my dad. I hated having nightmares about it but I couldn't stop them, no matter how hard I tried to wake up...

"Y/N! GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!" I could tell by the way he yelled he was drunk. I was upstairs playing Minecraft with charlie. "I'll be right back  slimecicle!"  I had always tried to hide my abusive dad from my friends. There were a lot of close calls with charlie. I put down my headphones to rush downstairs. I was coming down to see my dad, beer bottle in hand and my phone in the other. I always felt really scared around my dad when he was drunk, and especially now when my mom wasn't home. "WHAT IS THIS?!"  He drunkenly waved a screenshot of me and charlie on call and me laughing. I didn't even remember taking a screenshot but my dad hated the idea of me having any guy friends. "That's Charlie dad. he is just a friend of mine." I calmly spoke to dad. " FRIEND?! I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!" 

He smashed the bottle onto my head causing me to scream in pain I eminently felt lightheaded and held my hand to my head coming off with blood. I honestly didn't have to strength to react I just looked up at my dad as he grabbed the collar of my shirt and dragged me upstairs to the smallest closet in our tiny house. He tossed me in the closet, knowing I was claustrophobic, and thought of it as some sort of cruel punishment. Losing a lot of blood and hyperventilating I passed out.

A little while later in the hospital with my mom and charlie in the room, my mom had told me that I had not muted myself when I was on call, and Charlie had heard glass shatter and called her because he was worried for me. My dad had been taken to jail for child abuse and my mom divorced him.

I woke up next to charlie already in a sad mood. I didn't cry. I had cried too many tears over my dad's abuse.  I heard Tommy and ranboo arguing over who was taller from the trunk. It was easy to hear them because the car was a Volkswagon bus so there was no top to the back. (Ik I'm breaking the 4th wall but just google it) Charlie wasn't awake so I tapped his head and said " wakey wakey slimey boi" He turned over to look at me and pulled me back down in a hug.

His chin rested on my head as he tried to get me back to sleep. "Slimecicle~~ I have something for youuuu" I whispered.  " Me too00oo" He answered "I'll give it to you after you sleep another hour, y/n."  I sat up ignoring his demands and grabbed my bag starting to dig through it, looking for the slime. I felt him sit up beside me with a box in hand already. I looked back to him and then back down at the neatly wrapped present. " We had to wrap it?" I spoke quietly a little taken back by how fancy it was. " I don't know? I guess I wanted to make it kinda special for the trip or something-"  Charlie put his hand behind his neck in embarrassment.

"Heh. It's fine, But here." His eyes always lit up when I gave him his slime. " Now I can complete my collection of shades of green slime :D And here OpEn It." The present was SO unlike charlie. I opened it and a pea popper!