(IM BAAACKKKK!!~~~ It has come to my attention that some of my readers don't have English as their first language, so! You have my permission to translate this story into your first language with credit! Ty!)
(I'm also very glad you lot enjoy my story and your little comments always make me smile! Anyway! On with the story!! <3 )
Tw: Physical & verbal abuse, arguing, flashbacks of physical abuse, panic attacks, suicide attempt, SH thoughts.
"I'm going to tell dad."
Tubbo said, glaring at the monster named Brittany. "Oh? He'll never believe you, you're just a kid!" She said in a sickly sweet voice, that was inlaced with poison and venom. "Theres one thing you didn't think of, Arsehole. I was live." Tubbo sneered, glaring at the plastic woman. She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Editings a thing." She said bitterly. "Not how that works." Tubbo said flatly. Tubbo glanced at his computer. His chat was freaking out. "Chat, spam Jshlatt on Twitter, send him the clip!" Tubbo said, then ended stream. Immediately after Brittany grabbed his hair and threw him to the floor. "I'll make you regret that.." She said threatening. Tubbo's eyes widened, when he felt a sharp pain on his face. The small boy stared up at the monster I'm fear. "Not so cocky now, huh?" She sneered, picking Tubbo up by the collar of his shirt.
"Even more of a disappointment than your sister." She scoffed and threw him into his desk. Tubbo felt the wind leave his lungs and he coughed. He quickly became light headed. Tubbo looked around for something. He grabbed a heavy-duty water bottle and hit her across the head with it. Brittany stumbled back and tripped. Tubbo used this to run to Ranboo's room. He hurried into the door and slammed it shut, locking it. Tubbo let out a shaking sigh and slid down the door to the ground. "Tubbo? What happened? Is something wrong? Is she acting up again?" He heard a concerned voice come from his right. Tubbo nodded, panting. "God damn it. Here, watch out." Tubbo moved away from the door, instead sitting on Ranboo's bed.
"I'll go talk to her." He said, leaving the room. Tubbo sighed, pulling his knees to his chest and hugging them.
He could hear Ranboo and Brittany fight, tears stinging the corner of his eyes. He hated fighting. It just reminded him of mom and dad fighting. Nights where he couldn't sleep because of their arguing. The sound of glass shattering when he accidentally dropped a cup while putting something away. The sharp sting of a slap on his cheek. Tubbo could feel the tears roll down his cheeks as his breathing quickened into a panicked rhythm. Everything seemed to blur as all he could remember is mothers harsh words and actions. How he'd get a beer bottle smashed on his head.
As panic flooded in like the memories, his cries grew into sobs. He ran his hands through his hair and pulled on it, eyes sealed shut, trying to get the images out of his head. Tubbo tried his breathing exercises, but nothing worked. Was he really going to do it. After being clean for 3 years?
Or maybe he should try to commit again?
(Have fun with that haha ily guys <3/p)
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