All character ages
Jared 54
Phil 38
Wilbur 24
Techno 22
Y/N 21
Tommy 17
Disclaimer: This story deals with abuse, physical, mental and verbal. Read with caution. Thank you.
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NO ONE'S POV
YELLING AND ANGER IS HEARD FROM THE MINECRAFT HOUSEHOLD AT 07:00 PM
Phil: You can't do this!
Y/N: Why not!?
Y/N SHOUTS BACK AT THEIR FATHER WHO'S STANDING IN THE DOORWAY OF THEIR BEDROOM. THE H/C TEEN PACKED THEIR BAG WITH THE FEW THINGS THEY'RE ABLE TO CARRY
Phil: Y/N, that man is old enough to be your Dad!
THAT MAN, BEING Y/N'S BOYFRIEND NAMED JARED
Y/N: So what!? I'm 18 and I can do whatever I want! You have no control over me now! I'm moving out!
Phil: You c-
Y/N: Yes I can! God, you didn't get this bitchy when Wilbur moved out!
Y/N SHOVES PAST THEIR PARENT BUT GETS STOPPED AT THE STAIRCASE WHERE TECHNO IS STANDING
Y/N: Techno move!
Techno: You're making the wrong decision.
Y/N: Don't care! Move!
TECHNO KEEPS HIS EMOTIONS NUMB, EVENTUALLY MOVING TO THE SIDE AND ALLOWING Y/N TO LEAVE THE HOUSE, THE FRONT DOOR BEING SLAMMED SHUT AS THEY LEFT THE LOT. PHIL PINCHES THE BRIDGE OF HIS NOSE, TRYING TO SUPPRESS THE TEARS. TECHNO TAKES A SEAT AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRCASE, UNSURE IF TO CALL HIS BIG BROTHER HOME. THE BEDROOM DOOR ... TOMMY'S BEDROOM DOOR, OPENS. THE YOUNGEST OF THE HOUSEHOLD STEPS OUT, OBVIOUS TEAR STAINS OF HAVING TO HEAR HIS FAMILY BEING TORN APART. THE SITE OF HIS SON IN SUCH DESPAIR CAUSES THE FATHER TO LET HIS OWN TEARS FALL, WHICH IN TURN MAKES TOMMY CRY ONCE MORE. PHIL BRINGS HIS BOY IN HIS ARMS, DOING HIS BEST TO COMFORT THE CHILD AS MUCH AS HE CAN, WHILST TECHNO SUFFERS IN SILENCE, NOW WALKING DOWN THE STAIRCASE TO LEAVE HIS FATHER AND BROTHER ALONE
TIME SKIP TO PRESENT DAY
2021
JARED'S HOUSE
WHILE THE DIRTY OLD MAN DID LOVE Y/N AT FIRST ... OVER THE YEARS IT TURNED TO ABUSE
Jared: You're fucking useless!
CONTROL
Jared: Disgusting!
Y/N'S POV
I GET SLAPPED ACROSS THE FACE
Jared: I don't know what I ever saw in you. You're nothing but a waste of space!
JARED SHOVES ME TO THE GROUND, CHUGGING THE REST OF HIS BEER BEFORE SMASHING THE BOTTLE ACROSS THE KITCHEN TILES
Jared: Now, I'm going to the pub. This place better be clean by the time I get back!
JARED SLAMS THE FRONT DOOR AND LOCKS IT. YES, HE'S LOCKING ME IN AS I HAVE NO KEYS OF MY OWN TO GET OUT. I DON'T EVEN HAVE A PHONE ANYMORE AND THE FEW CLOTHES I HAVE ARE OLD AND TATTERED. I GET UP AND TRUDGE TO THE BATHROOM TO CALM MY CRYING DOWN. I CATCH MY REFLECTION AND I WONDER WHAT THE FUCK GOT ME HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE. BRUISES ACROSS MY FACE ... MY HAIR A COMPLETE MESS ... I HAVEN'T EVEN SHOWERED IN TWO WEEKS. I HATE THIS ... I HATE THE WAY I'M TREATED. I'VE HAD IT WITH JARED! I'M LEAVING! WITH A FIRE IN MY STEP, I TAKE NOTHING THAT I OWN ... BECAUSE THERE'S REALLY NO POINT, AND OPEN THE KITCHEN WINDOW, JUMPING OUT. BEING OUTSIDE IS ACTUALLY SO FUCKING WONDERFUL. SHOULD'VE LOCKED THE WINDOWS, DICKHEAD
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SBI x Reader Oneshots 21st Century AU
FanfictionJoin the reader with their family, the SBI, as they live their lives together in the 21st century through oneshots and series. Gender Neutral Reader because everyone should be included.
