Then Where Is Home?

Chapter 8

TW for this chapter: Psych ward mention, past suicide, past death, suicidal ideation, smoking, argumenting/using suicide as an argument

Note: this is unedited

Tubbo arrived home from the psych ward early next morning. It was early enough that after talking with Ranboo for a little bit he went to crawl into bed to go back to sleep.

Around 2pm he emerged from bed again, his hair sticking up in all directions was plenty of proof. He entered the dining room where Ranboo was sitting at the table, doing some coloring.

"Hey Tubbo." Ranboo smiled softly as Tubbo sat down in the chair across from him. Tubbo gave a short wave as he yawned. "Still waking up?"

"Yeah. In the ward they would come check on us once an hour or so and I would always wake up when they opened the door." Tubbo explained.

"Yeah cause you're a light sleeper." Ranboo said as he went back to coloring.

"Exactly. This was the first time I got 8 hours of interrupted sleep since Liam came back." Tubbo joked lightly and Ranboo stopped moving his hand. The topic of Liam was still tense.

"Puffy reached out and said Liam wants to talk to us again. He also wants to talk to the Watson's again." Ranboo said lightly.

"What do you want?" Tubbo asked him and Ranboo scoffed.

"Since when does it matter what I want?" Ranboo said, his hand still frozen on the page.

"Why are you saying that? Why- Why are you doing that?" Tubbo asked, confused on where this was coming from.

"Never mind, let's just move on." Ranboo mumbled as he went back to coloring. Tubbo just sat there without looking at Ranboo.

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Wilbur parked his car in the parking lot of Dr. Simon's office. He had about 15 minutes before his appointment started so he was going to sit in his car for a few before heading in, before he saw Liam walk out of the building.

Wilbur remembered Dr. Simon saying that Liam had been his patient before, but he didn't realized that Liam was his patient again. Wilbur thought about if he wanted to go and say something to Liam or if he wanted to stay in the car.

Before he could decide however Liam spotted him. They looked at each other for a moment and Wilbur knew it would be weird if he didn't go and talk to him.

As he got out of his car Liam grabbed a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Wilbur didn't say anything about it as he walked up to Liam. Liam didn't say anything as he grabbed a cigarette and put the cartoon in his pocket, trading it for a lighter.

"Hey Liam." Wilbur greeted. Liam lit the cigarette before looking up at Wilbur.

"Hi Wilbur." Liam said in response before he took a drag. He held it for a moment before blowing it out in the opposite direction of Wilbur. Liam remembered that Wilbur had bad asthma already.

"I didn't know you smoked." Wilbur said lightly as he leaned against the side of the building. Liam just shrugged while looking down at the ground. "How are you?"

"Do you really care? Or you just playing pretend right now?" Liam asked as he looked over at Wilbur. Wilbur didn't know what to say so he stayed quiet. "Yeah, thought so."

"Liam I'm sorry but I don't know what to do here. I act angry and you're angry, I act kind and you're still angry. I act sad and you're still fucking angry." Wilbur sighed and Liam just took another drag.

"Am I not allowed to be angry? Am I not allowed to be upset?" Liam asked and Wilbur stared at him.

"What are you even angry about?" Wilbur asked and Liam fell silent. Wilbur glanced down at his watch after a moment to see how much time he had left before his appointment. He saw he had about ten minutes and folded his arms.