paint and dead flowers || ranboo and tubbo (DISCONTINUE LMAO)

handprint

//blood, hitting,lots of swearing, panic attack, mention of abuse/abuser, yelling, arguing

(Had to reupload this bc it got all wacky sorry but another part is coming very soon dw my love)

"Why....." I heard him say quietly. Why what? I gave him a confused look. "Why is he your new best friend?"

What the fuck? "W-what do you mean? Ranboo just met me! I'm being nice to him because he was nice to me! Because he actually liked me. He even painted me!" I kinda smiled at that fact.

"REALLY? BECAUSE HES NICE TO YOU, YOU'RE REPLACING ME?" He shouted.

"I-im not replacing you..." I whispered. He's reminding me of schlatt.

"REALLY!? YOUR A FUCKING LIAR!" he stood up. I tried my best to stand up as well but I was all shaky and almost fell.

"I-i want to go back home..." Home. Why did I even say that? It's not my home. It's my abusers home. Not mine.

"HOME!? THE PLACE WHERE SCHLATT HITS YOU!? YEA, GET AWAY FROM ME AND MY FUCKING REPLACEMENT, GO!" I flinched. Why is he yelling?

"I-im sorry.... Please stop yelling at me." That's when he brought his hand up quickly and slapped me across the face. Just like schlatt when I misbehaved. His long ass fingernails (🙄🖐️) dug into my skin, leaving marks that started to bleed

Tears started to form in my eyes and soon, they fell. My best friend. My best friend is acting just like my abuser. Fuck...

"Shit- im sorry Tubbo. I'm so sorry i-" everything just went all muffled. Shit, shit. A panic attack. Seriously!?

A backed up against the wall until I hit it, sliding down. Techno appeared shortly after and I watched as he rushed over to me after saying something to Tommy.

The all to familiar scent of sugar cookies rushed over to me as he sat down. I scooted forward a bit and wrapped my arms around him, calming myself down.

"Hey, tubbo...?" His voice was low, like he was whispering. "Could you tell me what happened please?"

"U-uhm..." He told me to breathe do that's what I did. "Me and Tommy..... We were u-um, we were a-arguing I think? A-about ranboo. He- he thinks I'm replacing him... I- he hit me..."

Techno gently ran his fingers across the red handprint on the side of my face. He pulled his hand away and his fingertips we're covered in blood. My blood.

Tommy stepped forwards, seemingly fuming with anger which made me shrink back. "ITS NOT MY FAULT HES TRYING TO REPLACE ME!?" tommy was loud. Louder than normal.

Techno closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I tried to reciprocate. "I never said it was." His monotone voice that was dulled to a whisper contradicted Tommy's a lot. "It is, however, your fault you hurt him like this." He opened his eyes and went to get something from the bathroom.

"TUBBO JUST TELL ME YOUR NOT REPLACING ME." he stepped forwards again, he was close. Too close. I felt like he was gonna hit me so my reaction was impulsive.

I threw my hands up to block my face. "Schlatt please-" shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. He must hate me now? I looked up and just saw him crying. No. I'm sorry. "i-im sorry..." I looked away just as techno came back with medical stuff.

"What happened?" He looked between us. Tommy just turned and sprinted upstairs. Jeez, he must hate me.

"I-im sorry...." That was all I could say. It feels like I've been saying that my whole life. 'im sorry' yea, right.

I stood up and tried walking to the door. "Your leg tubbo..." Techno gently took me in his arms and placed me on their couch. "Why are you sorry?"

I just tried to focus on his smell, the sugar cookies. The only thing I liked about this situation. "I accidentally- i- it was an accident...." I looked away. Shit. How am I just supposed to tell him.

"You don't have to tell me..." Oh.

I nodded and closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep. Sometimes I wish I could just sleep forever. Never get out of bed and never have to even think about schlatt or Tommy or ranboo. Ranboo.

"Where's Ranboo?" I opened my eyes.

"He's at puffys right now. I think it stopped raining though so I can drive you there." Techno stood up and offered his hand to me. I took it and we walked out to his car.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" He asked, starting the car.

"Why?" The slap wasn't that bad.

"Your leg." Oh.

"No I'll be fine." I looked at it. A purple bruise formed and it was swelling up a bit. Maybe if I never went out in the first place. Ranboo never would've met me and Tommy wouldn't hate me and I wouldn't even have to worry about my leg.

My stupid fucking leg. I wonder what that ravenette is doing with goggles boy. He's probably doing better than I am. I'm still glad he helped me though. I would probably still be on the ground if it wasn't for him. Maybe that would've been better.

"-ere, tubbo." I looked up at techno. What? I looked out the window. Puffys house. He must've said that we're here then. I opened the passenger side door and limped over to puffys front door.

I watched as she opened it. I looked behind her to see ranboo talking happily to a little zombified piglen boy. That was actually adorable.

"Your here for ranboo?" She smiled at me. I nodded and she called him over. He hugged me tightly, making me want to cry again.

"What happened to you?" He asked, hugging me tighter. Jeez, how does he just know what I need? I breathed in. Paint. He smelt like paint and axe body spray. Tears started streaming down my face.

"W-what happened to you? " I watch as one of my tears fall into his hand, seemingly burning the skin.

Wait what?