(TW: abuse...)
Papyrus locked the door, but still pulled on it. Scared that his Mother would push the door open anyway, despite its locks. Scared dad would bust the door open. Scared. He heard a fist bang against the door, once, twice, three-
"AHG"
One more soft thunk on the door before heavy footsteps walked away. He slowly sat on the ground beneath him, covering his mouth so he wouldn't make anymore trouble. His mouth. His big, dumb mouth.
He was just at school.. and shook his head when the teacher asked him to sit. He said his back hurt.. and the teacher asked to see it.. he shook his head again.
His dad grabbed him and slammed him into the wall before running back to the bar just the night before. When the teacher saw the bruises, his mother was called.. and his house was investigated to see if it was fit for a child. They found nothing, but Papyrus still needed to be punished for letting his teacher see his back. He winced laying down, his back still hurt. But he was too damn tired to care.
"YOU'LL REGRET BEING BORN WHEN YOUR FATHER GETS HERE! HE'S GONNA KILL YOU YOU'LL
BE
DEAD
GOT IT!?"
he shook... he didn't wanna die. Not yet at least. He didn't wanna be beaten, he didn't want to be useless. He didn't wanna die like that. He just wanted to have a family that loves him, but he knew he'd never have that. No one would love him, why would they? What did he have to offer to the world?
Papyrus Curled up on himself and sobbed. He didn't wanna be loud, or cause anymore problems then he already did. He just wanted to sleep.
But that would make his dad more mad wouldn't it? If his dad walked in and saw him crying, or sleeping, or "slacking".. or talking. Anything would make his dad mad at him. Anything.
SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM.
BANG BANG BANG
"OPEN THE DAMN DOOR YOU USLESS PIECE OF SHIT."
Oh god... he heard the door slam open.. and footsteps stomping to his bed. He grabbed the pillow as a shield before he was yanked off it..
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His parents accused him of a lot of things. They punished him weather he did something or not. But this... they accused him of.... this
He didn't even know why. He got an A on a test. He thought his parents would be proud! For once.. at least say something good to him.
But no. They accused him of doing it with his teacher.
They couldn't be proud. They couldn't love him for once. They couldn't hug him, they couldn't smile at him. They couldn't love him. Just accuse and punish. Just leave bruises on his wrists. They took his door, so he couldn't do anything. How would he do that?! HOW?!
He couldn't take this anymore! He stormed to the phone. They left him home alone. They threatened him. Told him to not leave his room. But he didn't have a door, did he? The house was his room now, wasn't it? He grabbed the phone and slowly typed 3 numbers.
9-
The only number he knew
1-
The only people that could help
1-
The only thing he could do... to help himself
"911 what's your emergency?"
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~B I G B R O S H E R E~
FanficPapyrus was abused... then adopted. Then his new dad died. Then he was adopted again, and that man died too. Luckily, he had an older brother now. 5 years older. And big brother was going to protect him from anything else N O M A T T E R W H A T.
