Paper Rings|TommyInnitxOC

27 Mom

Tw: mention of past trauma like abuse alcoholism and drugs/drug abuse

Bellas POV:

"Shit Tommy" I was cut off by the Dream Team running into our room.

Tommy sprinted and screamed before a door was shut. Pretty sure our bedroom door.

"We heard a scream so we decided to comfort you while you boyfriend dies." Quackity says as everyone walks in but Ranboo and Tubbo.

"Tommy open the door!" George yelled.

"We just wanna talk!" Nick yells afterwards.

"Yeah... Talk." Clay yells.

"Yo wassa," Tubbo says walking in with Ranboo.

"Where did you guys go?"

"IHop. We walked there."

"Nice."

"Wheres Tommy?" Ranboo questions.

"I think about to be killed." Quackity says.

"About that Karl Techno come with me." Wilbur says.

The three men walk into a hallway and soon return with the Dream Team members in each of their arms.

"Put me down Karl!!" Sapnap yelped.

"Techno what the fuck!" George yelled.

"Wilbur I swear to fuck if you don't put me down I will strangle you!!" Dream yelled clearly pissed.

"Promise you guys wont kill Tommy?" Wilbur asks.

"No promises." The three said.

"Toms you can come out now!" I shouted for him.

A couple seconds later he walked into the living room where everyone else was.

"Listen Tommy, you're a good kid. We both know that. I'm gonna trust you. But if she gets hurt there will be consequences." Clay says.

Tommys eyes widened a bit. "Sir yes sir!" He said saluting him.

"You're such an idot, anyways what are we doing today?" I asked.

"I was thinking just walking around. Maybe going to the beach since its close.

"I'm down!" Tubbo says, everyone agreeing.

Everyone got ready and we headed off.

I was walking around a park with the Dream Team when my phone starts ringing.

'Lynn (mom)'

"Shit," I whispered to myself.

"You okay Izzy?" Clay asked.

"Um, yeah. Give me a minute I need to answer this." I say walking away from the group a bit.

Shit. I don't want to answer this but its been 6 years since I last saw her. 6 years since I last talked to her.

"Hi." The woman said as I answered the phone.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"Don't snap at me." She spoke again. "I just wanted to check up on you. Its been what 6 years now. I heard your famous. A twitch stream and YouTuber from what I heard." She said.

"Look if you want money you're not gonna fucking get it." I said with more anger in my tone.

"I don't want money." She said. It was clear she was lying. "I care about you."

"Okay so its been 6 fucking years and now you care?!" I ask.

"Iz I've always care-" I cut her off before she could finish.

"Don't call me that."

I heard her sigh before correcting herself, "Isabella, I've always cared, okay? I have been thinking about you and Clay since the day you left me. I want to see you again. Build a relationship again. I want you with me again." She said.

"I left? No you fucking kicked me out at 11 fucking years old." My voice rising a bit before trying to bring it back down since we were in public. "You lost that privilege when you threw glass at me. When you let Ryan hit me. When you hit me. When you were so drunk that you threw beer bottles at me. When I fucking cracked my head open and Clay had to take me to the neighbors house just so they could take me to the hospital! You couldn't even bring me!"

"Those weren't my fault honey. I wasn't in the right mindset." She spoke.

"Stop with the pet names. And it was your fault. You're an alcoholic. You were barely ever sober when I lived with you. If you weren't drinking you were doing drugs." I say, a hot tear falling down my face.

"Please just come home. I want to see you again."

"Fuck you!" I said anger rising in me. "You are a lying manipulative bastard. You have no custody over me anymore. Your never getting custody of me again."

"Stop fucking testing me Isabella!" Lynn shouted.

"Try me you old fuck. I've met people who are more of a family then you, Ryan, and Dad ever fucking were." I say before hanging up the phone.

I wiped a couple of hot tears from my face before looking up and seeing George.

"B I'm so sorry." He said hugging me and picking me up.

"Its not your fault." I say, hugging him letting some more tears fall.

The two after walked over to the group. Well the minors and the Dream Team.

"What happened?" Clay asked more to George than me.

"Lynn." He answered.

"That bitch." Clay said.

"I swear if I ever see her again I'm going to kill her." Nick said, anger in his tone.

"Who's Lynn?" Ranboo asks not knowing whats going on.

"My stupid ass mother sho can go fuck herself for all I care." I say pulling out my phone to make sure my makeup wasn't messed up.

"Shes not gonna ruin this day." I say. "Shes not gonna ruin anything anymore. I'm done with her and I'm gone from her," I corrected myself.

The rest of the day out was nice.

Just me and my family. Together.

Cracking jokes. Smiling like idiots. Falling to the ground. Pushing and shoving each other. Enjoying the company.

We made it home at 4 pm. Everyone was in our hotel for a reason.

Not sure why. They always are though.

I remembered the journal I brought with me. I've had it for 2ish years now. The last time I wrote in there was after I got out of the hospital.

I quickly ran out of the room and quickly entered again with the journal in my hands.

A/n: WHAT WILL SHE WRITE?!?!