his reward (ghostinnit) [DISCONTINUED]

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Tw: character death, child abuse, panic attacks

Wil and techno headed back home after school

Wilbur had his hoodie up and wouldn't put it down witch was weird

When they went in they found phil, glaring at a bowl?

What.

"Phil did you go crazy?" Techno asked

"No, this plate keeps changing its place" phil said still glaring at the plate as if waiting for it to move

Wilbur froze since he knew what this is going to lead to

Techno on the other hand looked at their father like he went mad

"Phil, are you okay?"

"Yes techno I'm okay, and I'm not crazy it keeps changing its place"

As techno and philza argued about a plate Wilbur sneaked into his room

The moment Wilbur entered his room he threw his bag down and started to wisper-yell

"Tommy, tommy where are you?"

He looked around him, until he saw the ghost's head peak from the wall

"Tommy, did you do that?" Wilbur asked the ghost in the same way your parents would do when you are in trouble

Tommy flinched at that tone of wilbur's and looked scared for some reason

"Y-yeah" tommy stuttered shacking

Wilbur looked at the ghost his eyes softened "tommy, are you okay?"

Wilbur got closer to the transparent child and stretched his hand to put it on the ghost's shoulder

Tommy visibly flinched even tho Wilbur's hand went through him

Wilbur looked at tommy worried

"Are you okay toms?" Wilbur repeated the question a bit more softly

Tommy made a small nod and went invisible

He went through walls and stuff to make it to the basement

He sat beside the box that had two discs in it and hugged his knees

He looked at the broken wine bottles on the side I'd the room, giving him memories he wished to forget

"USELESS, YOUR MOTHER LEFT BECAUSE OF YOU"

Glass can shattering can be heard  followed by a child's painful screems

(Excuse me if tge chapter isn't angsty, I'm pretty much known as the ranboo if my group one of the reasons being angsty, but I'm writing this in the car while listening to life by the sea so I'm not in a so agnsty inviroment)

The little strawberry blond ran to his room locking it behind him backing away as hard knocks can be heard from the door from his father

The child looked at the door fear in his eyes knowing that he will be is so much trouble fir closing the door if his fatger managed to get in

The knocking stoped making tommy think his father stoped

"I think I'm safe for now" tommy wispered to himself

His colours drained when he heard the sound of keys from the outside

"Oh you think you are smart huh? You think the key you have is the only one in the house?"

Tommy started breathing fast, his heart racing

He was going to die

The door opened allowing tge man to get in

Tommy was pushing himself into the wall trying to escape, there was no way of escaping tho

He was doomed and he knew it

The man smashed another bottle into the poor child's head

Glass scratching him everywhere, blood pouring down

"P-PLEASE STOP"

Kicks and punches

The man then took the child by the shirt and started hitting his head through the wall

Hit after hit

The boys started having his vision blurry, and feeling light headed

He wanted to sleep

He felt like sleeping

He closed his eyes remembering hue mother's promis

"I'll come back to see you I promise"

It was a lie

She never came back

He closed his eyes feeling nothing

Opening them to find himself dead

_______________ (a problem happened and the rest wasn't Italic, anywas the flashback ended)

Tommy stared at tge two discs in the box

She lied

They all did

Wilbur probably did too and he isn't even going to teach him how to use the guitar

He probably thinks he is annoying and-

"Tommy? Are you here?"

"Wilbur?"

The brunette smiled softly at the small ghost

"Are you okay tommy? You are not in trouble".

Tommy nodded

His mood suddenly changing when he saw the guitar in wil's hand

"Are you-?" Tommy looked at wilbur in hope

In witch Wilbur replied with a nod and sat beside tommy

"So let's start with the basics yeah?"

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733 words pog

Angst my beloved