Chapter 13

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TW for this chapter: Mention of suicide attempts, mention of past suicide and past death, mentioned hallucinations, mentioned smoking, suicidal ideation, fighting, shouting, throwing things

Note: I'm not forgetting about this book, swear shits just been wildin. Also shoutout to my beta/editing team who have been begging for fluff, here's some angst instead

"Jesus Ranboo! You can't just say that!" Their mom said and Ranboo turned to glare at her through the tears in his eyes.

"He just said he expects me to kill myself! Why can't I say the same fucking thing to him!" Ranboo shouted. Tubbo stared from where he still sat on his bed.

"No one is going to kill themselves!" She protested and Ranboo clenched his fists at his sides.

"Tubbo tried to fucking kill himself not even a month ago! He went to the fucking psych ward mom! Liam just fucking killed himself! He is fucking dead! You can't say no one is going to kill themselves when people have tried and succeeded in this house!" Ranboo screamed and Tubbo flinched from the bed. For the first time in a long time Ranboo didn't try and comfort him.

"Ranboo, that is enough." She said sharply.

"Is it? Is it really enough, mom? You're seriously trying to pretend like everything is okay when we just buried our brother. And I'm tired of pretending like it's okay. We lost Liam, and I know you don't want to loose another fucking kid like you did him, like you did Lani, but Jesus Christ. We're all dying and it's not okay to pretend like it isn't happening." Ranboo said and he turned around to start to go back to his room.

"I'm sorry I don't want to imagine my kids dead all the time!" She yelled at him as he reached his door.

"Then why the fuck did you adopt me! You knew my fucking problems from the start!"

He slammed the door shut and locked it, sitting against the wall opposite as he put his head in his knees. He was trying not to fully cry, he felt sad, but knew he shouldn't be the one to cry right now.

Ranboo wasn't sure how long he sat like that but there was soon a knock at his door.

"Go away, mom." He said, assuming his mother was coming to speak to him. The knocking just continued. "Mom! Go away!" He said louder. The knocking continued until Ranboo reached over and unlocked the door to open it.

Tommy stood there, looking down at Ranboo on the floor. Ranboo just stared at him, blinking away any tears that were still in his eyes.

"Well I'm not your mom, but I'm here." Tommy said and Ranboo was taken by surprise for a moment.

"What are you doing here?" Ranboo asked confused. Tommy just walked over and sat next to Ranboo. "Tommy?" He asked and Tommy inhaled sharply.

"Tubbo said you two and your mom fought this morning, and he is going to therapy but didn't want you to be alone." Tommy explained lightly and Ranboo looked down at his feet.

"So I'm on suicide watch?" Ranboo asked and Tommy shook his head.

"We're just hanging out man. Plus I'm forcing you to come to group therapy later." Tommy said and Ranboo rolled his eyes a bit.

"It feels like we are at group therapy way too often." Ranboo jokes lightly.

"Well, when you're friends with people who you met in group therapy, who are also all mentally ill, group therapy is gonna happen a lot. You could even call just a group of us hanging out 'group therapy." Tommy laughed.

"What do you call it when a bunch of us are hanging out and something goes bad?" Ranboo asked as he watched Tommy stand up. Tommy stuck his hand out to help Ranboo up.

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