Whatever Happens

Everyone's Crap

Blake's Pov:

It wasn't my fault that my God wasn't on my side. After all, I had barely had parental figures in my life. Except for my older brother, who thought it was cool to move away.

I was always known as a problem child. That one kid who got into fights in every school he went to. And that one kid who got sent to talk to a therapist because something was wrong with the way he thought.

I was that kid.

Me, Blake Asher Davidson.

After "changing my ways," I got to leave juvenile. Only to be faced with a problem.

My parents didn't want me to come home. I was too much of a problem.

Therefore, I ended up with my brother. Now he's known as my guardian.

It wasn't l9ng before I figured out that my brother was a hella famous content creator.

GeorgeNotFound.
(or should I say Gogy...)

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"Blake, get up!" George yelled from in the hall. He constantly banged on my door.

"Can it, will ya? I'll get up when I wanna." I rolled my eyes.

"Get up now... I have friends coming over you!" George yelled.

"Ughhhh..." i sighed heavily into my pillow. "Give me a sec, Gogy boy-" I yelled back.

I get up slowly until I hear the doorbell. "SHIT! YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THEY WERE CLOSE BY!" I yelled, opening my door.

"Sorry, dude.." He chuckled. I paid no mind to him. Instead, I went to the kitchen and got some cereal.

"Hey, come in." George sounded happy. Maybe it was one of his playthings. I peeked my head out of the kitchen to see a tall brunette with fake glasses on. I know fake glasses when I see them, and their definitely fake.

I squint as 4 other people walk in. He said, "A friend," not friends.. I roll my eyes, shutting the fridge door loudly.

"Ugh, you have somebody over, George?" A voice asked. It was a very thick British accent, and I kinda recognized it.

"Yeah -"

"GEORGE- THERES A ROACH IN HERE!" I scream, just trying to get attention.

George walks into the kitchen, and the others follow. I stand on top of the table while a tiny roach runs around the floor.
"It's tiny.." George squints at me.

"It's big to me.." I whine. "KILL IT, GOGY BOY!" I hold back a laugh.

George obeys and kills the roach. He sighs and looks at me with an irritated face. "Off the table, now!"

"Fine.. assface.." I mutter the last part, but he catches on and gives me a mad mom look.

"This is Blake, my little brother." George points to me.

"Hello. I'm Ace, and I hate roaches.." I say, which earns me a concerned look from George.

"He's Blake." George says with a low growl. "I'm Blake." I wave.

I had better not correct him. He seemed on the edge.

"Hi, I'm Phil. This is Will, Tom, Tubbo, and Nikki." A older man waved at me. I smiled, looking at everyone. "Well, have a good day." I say, walking down the hall to my room.
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George Pov:

Ugh, that kid sometimes....

I sat down on the couch. "He seems like a handfull." Phil says.

"Yeah." I say quietly. "So he's your brother, you say..?" Wilbur asked. "Yep, I had to take care of him after he.." I trail off.

"You ok, mate?" Phil asked. "Fine, just fine." I say under my breath.

"He's just hard to deal with sometimes.. Being a problem child and all." I say. "Mhm, can you tell us more about it?" Nikki asked. I nodded.

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"He just needs a good role model. And not just some one that's older than him. He needs friends his age who don't get into trouble." Phil says. "How about we try to help out a bit. I mean, he can hang out with Tom and Toby for a bit." Phil adds.

It sounds like a good idea. After all, Tommy and Tubbo are great kids. Maybe the cussing with Tommy isn't that great or the chaoticness. But everything else is great.

"I think we should. How about it, Tommy?" I ask.

"Sounds great, we'll get a new friend, Tubs!" Tommy says, patting the sleeping brunettes back.

"Hmmm.. I've heard it, Tommy." Tubbo smiled a little.

I get up and sigh. "I'll go get him.."

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Blake's Pov:

*Knock knock*

"What do you want?" I asked, not getting up.

"Open the door." George asked.

"The doors unlocked, dickhead." I announced.

"Fine.." He sighed, opening the door.

"Hey." George smiled, sadly.

It had been a long time since I saw that expression on his face. The last time I did, he told me something I didn't want to hear.

**(a flashback)**

"Hey.." George walked into Blake's room.

"Hey, big bro!" Blake smiled, looking up from his book.

"I have some news!" George smiled sadly, sitting down on the edge of Blake's bed.

"Yeah, whatever it is, it better be happy!" Blake chuckled.

To George, Blake was always a happy kid. He wore a smile on his face all the time. Even when he got out of school suspension, he still smiled after seeing George. As violent and deranged, Blake was deep down inside. There was a little boy who was just lost and afraid.

"I'm moving, Kiddo!" George's smile faded when Blake's did. "What?" Blake asked. His voice sounded distant. He looked distant and uncomfortable.

"Y-you're leaving me?" A sound of hurt could be heard from Blake's voice.

"No, no, no, I'm just gonna move because, y'know I'm getting older." George tried to explain, even though he knew Blake wouldn't understand or listen.

"You are leaving me... YOU ARE LEAVING ME WITH THOSE PEOPLE WHO CALL THEMSELVES MY PARENTS! YOU PROMISED THAT YOU WOULD ALWAYS BE THERE FOR ME!"

Blake turned his back to George, breathing heavily.

"b-but you lied to me. Everyone lies to me... I TRUSTED YOU GEORGE!" Blake sniffles. He turned to George and threw a pillow at him.

"LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK!" Blake said. His face was red, and his eyes were too.

He was crying.. something George had never seen him do before.

George felt guilty as he drove away from his parents' house that day.

**(end of flashback)**

"So how does that sound?" George asked, smiling.

"It sounds like crap..." Blake said .

"Everything is Crap..."

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Ok, Hello everyone! My name is Venus, and that is all for today. If you liked reading this book, go check out my other book: A forgotten shadow!

Thanks for reading!!!

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