Trauma Boy (WH x DHMIS fanfiction)

Chapter 4

                Wally realized that he was crying the whole time. Swiping off his tears, he picked up the photo. There were twin-like kids there; They looked alike to his childhood self and to each other. One of them had Mohawk-like hairstyle, dark-greenish eyes and he looked very happy. The other one had nerdy hair style, green-eyes and he looked very professional and he was holding a book. They both had orange, circle nose, blue hair and overalls.

But, who are they?

              Suddenly, a horrific thought crossed his mind. Were they his siblings? Wally refused to believe it. His father hated children; especially him. There is no way he would do the naughties with his mother and his mother getting pregnant. But it IS a possible thing... Since his father did the naughties with a lot of 18 year-olds and traumatizing him in the process.

              When Wally was 12 or so, Roy brought some 18 year-old girls in the house. When Wally asked him why he brought them, he said they were applying for jobs. Wally then just shrugged it off. But they stayed until he slept. When he woke up tomorrow, there was not a single trace of anyone there. When he asked his father where they were, he said they went at midnight. Wally didn't think of anything else, so he just went this own way. But since then, he would hear ghastly screams coming from somewhere of the house. One day, he decided he was scared enough.

            He was waiting for the midnight to come, since it was when the screams started. 11:40. Still some time left. He really didn't want to be in his room. The main reason was that most of the teachers who taught him "lessons" had to be placed in his room. More like, torturing disguised as lessons.

             Tony, the Talking Clock, was residing in his part of the wall. He wasn't tired; no, he was never tired, he was just there to guard the child. But the child was not sleeping. Every passing minute, he would glance at him. It made Tony a little bit uncomfortable, but it didn't matter as long as Roy didn't have him for his breakfast. He still felt bad when he screamed to his ears until they bled. Really, that child was so sweet and helpful. But his father... He was the opposite. He had convinced him and the other teachers to go against everything the poor boy said, or they would be Roy's breakfast or dinner. He also remembered how other teachers had to mistreat him even if they all collectively agreed that Wally was a nice child. Even Notebook would pour painting on Wally's drawing and say his favorite color wasn't creative if it wasn't for Roy. Heck, even Larry and Warren were actually nice if not pressured by that heck of a father. And Wally's mother? She was a nice woman but... She didn't really care if her son was being abused by her husband. Maybe she WAS aware of it, but she just... Stopped caring. Let's say that at best, Lesley was a neglectful mother.

          Wally was glancing at him again. It was exactly 00:00. It didn't start. Oh no, Wally thought. Maybe those screams weren't there, and it was all in his imagination. So did it mean he stayed up this late, just to see ghosts and stuff? Wally wanted to sleep right now, or he would be awake and will get punished by his father. But when he was about to go to sleep, the screaming started. He got excited and got out of his bed. When he was about to open the knobs of his door, Tony asked:

"Hey young man, where are you going?" Asked Tony.

"I- I am going to the bathroom." Stuttered Wally. Tony was a tad bit suspicious but he let him go.

           Wally ran out of his room as quiet as possible and listened to the screams again. It seemed to come from the downstairs. He tip-toed on the stairs as quietly and quickly as possible. The screaming was clearer now. He listened again. It seemed to come from the... Basement. Wally hated that place so much. It was where his father shot him. But he knew he needed to find the source of the screams. He went closer to the door and put his hand on the door knob. He really didn't want to be there. But he just needed to know the reason. He was just too curious. But what he didn't expect was that that things behind that door would traumatize him forever and his slightest bit of hope in his father would be demolished and never revived.
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Guys, I promise Roy will be in a HUGE trouble this time :D
Also, pls comment, they boost something called motivation
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Also an early warning for the next chapter(I AM SO SORRY)
R//pe mentions(Roy is a bitch, isgt) R//pe attempt(LESLEY, LOOK OUT FOR ROY, HE IS TRYING TO OOF HIS-)
I am so sorry, but they will be very brief.