A Time Without You || Ranboo and Tubbo

Chapter four

Ranboo just sat there, he couldn't believe Tubbo died. They did so much together, damn it he even helped him build his camper that he lives in. He was the only thing he had to live for. What about Michael? Their son? What would they do about him? He just can't believe what Wilbur just told him. He lifts himself up and walks over to the same old drawer and opens it. he bends down and grabs his memory book and turns to the next page. He clicks his pen and continues to write.

"Tubbos is dead. He's dead. and there's nothing that I could do about it."

he turns the page over and rips it out. He starts ripping out the pages of the book one by one, slowly. Tubbo was all he lived for. He only needed to remember him, or nothing at all. after he rips all of the pages out of the book, he grabs the spine of his notebook and cracks it, he wishes it was Schlatts spine. he throws it across the room, it hits the counter with a bang, leaving a dent on the frame of the counter. he grabs his jar of pens off of the counter and looks at it, seeing all of the colors, and the pen that Tubbo gave him back when they were writing out blueprints for this place. he turns his shoulder and throws the jar at the wall. poor Tubbo, why did Schlatt always do him like this. its upsetting. he sits down and leans his head up against the wall. why. just why. he felt horrible, he wasnt there for him when he needed him. he loves him more than anything in the world. he turns and sits on the couch once again,

"how could i have been a better friend?" he thought.

Tubbo was everything to him, he did everything he could to help the poor boy. Why did he have to die, why did it have to be now at least. He turns to his side and walks over to his bed and throws himself down onto the mattress. Schlatts is such an asshole. I dont get why he would do this to his child. We've known that he doesn't like him but still, he shouldn't have done that to him either way. He didn't deserve that, ever. He was the sweetest guy. He turns over and lays his head down onto his pillow, resting his eyes.

"I wish this would all just be over."