Y/N hadn't come home that night nor the next. His parents were starting to get worried as he wasn't answering any of their calls or texts. Phil had even received messages from Tommy and Tubbo asking what happened because Y/N hadn't spoken to them either.
After not seeing him for a few more days, Kristen called the police. She reported her son missing and they started searching soon after.
When they didn't find Y/N in a day, the parents panicked more. He hadn't come home at all for a week. He could have died for all they knew.
Another week passed and he wasn't found. His disappearance had made its way into social media, sending some fans into a worried frenzy, others who lived in the area saying they'll look for him.
Suddenly, the police showed up at Phil's door with a handcuffed Y/N.
"Found him last night on the pier, drunk out of his mind," the cop explained. "When we tried to bring him here, he tried to fight the officers so we locked him up for the night."
"Is there anything else? Is he hurt?" Phil asked, very concerned.
"He's also been fined £50 for holding up traffic. Physically, he doesn't look so good, a lotta bruises, probably from fighting with thugs and whatnot. Mentally and emotionally, not the best either," The police officer continued.
"I'll talk to him about all of this later," the father assured as the cops took off the handcuffs.
"You're good to go kid," the policewoman next to him patted his shoulder then they all left.
Y/N trudged inside and Phil shit the door behind him.
"What were you thinking? Leaving for half a month, not telling anyone where you're going, fighting, drinking! What on earth was going through your head?" The older male questioned, worried and slightly angry.
"Didn't think you'd get all pissed off about it," Y/N grumbled, looking down at his feet.
"I'm not mad, I'm just..." Phil sighed. "Disappointed."
"Is that all I am to you? Just a massive fucking disappointment?!" The teen exploded with rage, glaring at his father, eyes red and bloodshot.
At this point, Kristen heard all the noise and came to check it out. When she saw her son again, she was delighted to have him back but when he started shouting, the worry came back.
"I'm so used to people following me and writing about me, everyone wants something from me. No friendship is real when you're the son of a famous streamer, I've never had a best friend, no one's ever been real with me. I wake up every day and I'm just Philza Minecraft's son, that's all I'm ever going to be to most people," Y/N growled. "I'm not as smart as you, I'm not like you, people look at me and are disappointed. My life is constantly being judged against you and I'll always fall short in comparison."
Without another word, Y/N stormed off to his room and slammed the door.
