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𝑈𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑉𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡

TW: cussing, fighting, talk of abuse, taser, breif talk of broken bone & surgery, yelling

Dream's POV (little switch-a-roo)
One week later

We were all chilling in the living room, talking, when there was a knock on the front door. "I'll get it." I said. I got up and left. I walked down the hall, to the front door. Upon opening the door, I saw two men.

"Hello, can I help you?" I asked. "Hi, is Tom here?" The younger one asked. "Uhm...I don't know. There's many Toms in the world. Can I have a last name?" I replied. "Tom Simons. Is he here?"

I had a strange feeling.

"Uh, why?" I asked. "I'm family. I've been trying to contact him but my messages aren't being read."

"Oh!" I said. "Uhm, yeah, he's here. He hasn't been in his phone much so that's probably why he hasn't seen your message." I said. "Mm. That would be why. Tom doesn't get on his phone very much."

I nodded. This felt kind of strange.

"Can I speak with him?"

Tommy's POV

Dream had left a little bit ago. I had some strange feeling. I had went up to my room and gotten my taser just incase. I usually like to listen to my gut. I stuffed it in my back pocket.

As I was walking back into the living room, I heard Dream yell.

"Tommy! Someone's at the door for you!" He yelled. I froze for a second. "B-Be right there!" I yelled back. "That's strange. I wonder who that could be." Phil said. "Y-Yeah...me too."

I looked over at Ranboo, and we had an entire conversation with just our eyes. We both had the same idea.

I exhaled, walking back out of the room and to the front door.

When I saw who it was, my stomach dropped. It was Rodrick, and some posh looking man who I'd never seen before.

"Hey, Tom!" Rodrick said in a sweet, yet bitter voice. "Hey..." I said. Dream gave me a look. "Can you give us a minute, boss man?" I asked. "Sure..." He said. "If you need me just holler." He whispered as he passed me. I nodded.

I walked towards the door more.

"Rodrick, what the hell are you doing here?" I whisper-shouted. "What am I doing here? What are you doing here?" He replied. "What the fuck does it look like? Getting away from you and your stupid rich family's asses." "They're your family too, Tom."

He started to raise his voice, so I did too.

"No the fuck they aren't. They didn't raise me like their family, they don't treat me like family, they are not my family." I said. "And you aren't either, Rodrick." I added.

"Look, Tom. I'm sorry. I really am. I've been a jerk to you, and I regret it. But you've gotta come home. Father is so ticked off it's unreal! Especially after you hung up on him!"

"Go home? You want me to go home?!" I sarcastically laughed. "Go home and risk getting the absolute fucking shit beat out of me by him?! You're outta your damn mind if you think I'm gonna do that!" I said. "I'd be lucky if I could even stand up after that! Who knows what he'd use just besides his bare fists!"

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Rodrick scoffed. "Father would never!"

"Oh, right. You've never been around when he's basically killing me!"

"Killing you?! Stop lying! Nobody likes a liar, Tom!"

I'd heard that plenty of times in my life.