《Tw's》being drunk, blood, crying, cigarette mentions, vape mentions, drug mentions, hospital metions, similar themes.
[Clays pov:]
"Goodnight -" I began to whisper.
The door was loudly slammed as i flinched a bit, rushing downstairs.
"OOOOHHHHHH, MYY GODDDDDDDD." Wilbur screamed, the alcohol reached of him like a cent.
"DAD?" I yelled and then put my focus on Will again.
"Lie down, sofa, now." I said firmly as i went to get some water and a plaster for the blood covered cut on his cheek.
"Why your not my dad?" He said, hiccupping from laughter at his own joke.
"No, but i am." Dad said, going over to pass him the things i had founded.
I saw toby walking downstairs, tired and little. He saw and smelt Will and immediately bawled out crying.
"Hey hey, buddy cmere, its okay, clays gotcha." I say, picking him up into my arms as i craddled him, humming a soft tune off one off his favourite songs.
"I like dat swong." He mumbled into my chest, grinning as i sat down on the bed.
George had a rough idea of what had happened, so as soon as tubbo fell asleep, he gently led him down on his gaming chair with a pillow and a blanket, along with a pacifier and a teddy bear.
"Everything okay?" George asks, and i nod, clinging to his chest the moment i lean into his touch.
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[The next moring]
Geoge had just left, and i walked down the hallway again, i brushed one hand against the other over and over before seeing a teacher inspect me.
"Clay, right? Cmon, let's head to my office." The same man from yesterday states as i nod shakily.
We both sat down as i pulled up my hood, clicking noises appearing out my mouth.
"Alright, yknow how your brother Tobias has a one to one tutor?" I just nod as he carrys on, "the school and your parents had suggested having the same with you. How would you like that?" I just shrugged and looked down.
"Okay, well, you dont look in the right state to go back to class at the moment.. would you prefer to go to the sensory room? I think someone is in there, but i can't remember who." I just shrugged again, standing up. He led me there, and i saw george sat down, teary eyes, and a puffy red face. Sir left, and i quickly sat down next to george, hugging him tightly.
"What happened?" I asked, stuttering a bit.
"Nothing clay im okay, my love, just got overwhelmed, yknow?" I nodded and sniffled into his chest.
"Why are you here?" I shrug and put george on my lap, hugging him tight.
He kissed my pink chapped lips gently before playing with my hair.
"There's a coloured light thing over there, thought it was pretty cool." I immediately perked up and rushed over. I smiled and sat down on the floor, staring into the bulb as i watched in awe.
It was so cool for no reason. Out off the corner off my eye, i saw george texting someone but brushed it off.
I heard shouting coming from outside and sighed.
I sat back down next to george, repositioning myself.
Some bratty kid walks in and slumps onto a bean bag, going on her phone.
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