꧁𝚂𝚋𝚒 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜꧂

💐House is not a Home💐pt. 5

I'm still on break BUT. Let me spoil you with a part 5 of my favorite series >:D

CW/TW- Addiction, Alcohol, Smoking, Pills, Physical abuse, Verbal abuse, Suicide, death, negative Self-talk, blood, self-harm. (it all sounds worse than what is actually in the chapter)

Also, the last part revolved around Tommy's thoughts/Mindset so it was pretty light-hearted but this is more Wilbur so It'll be heavier? idk

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They all decided on eating spaghetti for dinner.  They all told stupid stories and jokes. Until suddenly things got serious-

Wilbur shoved some food in his mouth. "Hey, Toms what were you gonna tell me when we were at the store?" Tommy didn't want to ruin the moment but also wanted to get over with and tell his brother. "Uhh- Nothing I'll tell you later," Tommy explained. Techno stared at the two. He had a feeling he knew what Tommy was gonna tell him. Which was kinda bad because he knew Wilbur was a bit stubborn. He would try and pry the answer out of him.

"It didn't seem like nothing." Wilbur thought out loud. Tommy started getting a bit anxious. "I- Dr- Nothing." - "Tom-" - "Wil! Stop." Techno scolded. Wilbur looked at his twin then Tommy. "Sorry for that. Working on it." He apologized honestly. 'Good job Wil you fucked up.' He thought to himself as he stood to put his empty plate in the dishwasher.

"Dad sent me to exile." Tommy blurted out suddenly. "Again," Tommy added. Wilbur looked at him, "Again?" Tommy only nodded in response. "Why the hell? Wait-" Wilbur thought more on it. If dad sent him to exile that meant Tommy was at the house so. Wilbur was there...

"How the hell did I not notice?" Wilbur asked though he knew the answer. He wasn't exactly the best brother or person in general. He needed to start coming to terms with that. "Nevermind- Why did he send you?" Wilbur changed the question. Tommy sighed putting his dish in the washer as well. He looked at Techno who just shrugged. "It's your decision Toms," Techno said making this a lot harder for Tommy.

Wilbur grabbed his coat, "You don't have to say anything. I should leave anyway. It's late and Dad gets mad so you know." Wil shrugged dreading having to leave. "Oh ok." Tommy nodded. "Thank you, and see ya later Technoblade." Wilbur waved waiting for a response. Techno waved back, " Don't mention it, bye Wil." Wilbur nodded turning to Tommy. He quickly bid his goodbye before going to the door. He felt arms wrap around him from behind. "Bye Wilbur..." Tommy said but it was muffled.

Wilbur turned to hug Tommy back. "Bye Tommy." Wilbur pulled away before Tommy or Techno could say anything. Wilbur hesitated for a moment before saying, "Love you guys." Then immediately closed the door before he got a response.

It had only been four days and he got too close. God, he was useless. He started walking farther into the snow. He felt the box of cigarettes in his pocket. "No. You promised." He said out loud to himself trying to fight with the voice in his head.

Wilbur felt himself losing that fight. He started walking faster till he found a mansion. "I'm sure they won't mind if I use the trash," Wilbur mumbled. He threw the pack away.

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"Took you long enough. You were with Techno weren't you?" He heard his father say as he got in the house removing his shoes. "Yes," Wilbur said as he prepared himself for the pain. A remote got thrown his way. "You might as well go live over there like your stupid sister!" Phil snared throwing himself back on the sofa. "He's not stupid!" Wilbur defended. Phil looked at Wil with disgusted eyes. That's when Wilbur realized he had raised his voice too high. "Who the hell do you think you are? Raising your voice at me like you're somebody. You Wilbur are nothing and will forever be nothing." Phil got up and headed towards Wil.