Ranboo POV:
"So, Mark," My dad starts.
"Hm?" I ask.
"Let's discuss your new relationship with Toby," my mom smiles.
"Listen, I don't want to date Toby! He's annoying and snobby, I would rather date a corpse!" I say, exaggerating.
"Mark!" My dad says, glaring at me.
"WHAT?!" I yell at him.
"Stop complaining! Toby is a wonderful boy!" My mom says, annoyed at me.
"DON'T YOU ASSHOLES GET IT?! I DON'T WANT TO DATE TOBY! I HAVE NO FEELINGS FOR TOBY!" I yell at them, standing up and slamming my hands on the table.
"THAT IS IT. GO TO YOUR ROOM!" My dad yells back at me.
"GLADLY!" I yell back, storming away. I slam my room door shut, annoyed at my parents. I texted Phil.
'Will you be here soon?'
'Yeah m8, 2 minutes away'
'Ok, I'll have to climb out my window'
'Alr, I'll stay in your driveway'
I wait not-so-patiently for Phil. I got a text from him saying he's here. I open my window, I put my suitcase outside before climbing out my window. Phil rolled down the window and smiled. I smiled back clearly, not happy. Phil didn't bother to ask what was wrong, he just opened the trunk for my bag and I put it in. I closed the trunk and got in the car. Phil started driving. It was a quiet drive, about 20 minutes more like 25. When we got to his house, he opened the trunk and unlocked the doors. We got out of the car and he grabbed my suitcase, taking it inside. I sat down on the couch, going on my phone.
"Hey Mark, grab the door please?" Phil calls just as the doorbell rings.
"Ok!" I reply, opening the door.
"MARK?!" The person at the door yells.
"Um.. hi Wilbur?" I say, confused on why he's so on edge.
"You fucking bitch!" He yells in my face. I looked at him confused as to why he's yelling at me.
"Wilbur! Stop yelling at him." Phil sternly says, coming to the door. I backed away, letting Phil go in front of me.
"HE BROKE TOMMYS HEART I HAVE EVERY FUCKING RIGHT TO YELL AT HIM!" Wilbur yells at Phil.
"No you don't, he's just a kid Wilbur." Phil argues with him. I stared at them. 'Did I cause this? Am I really the problem?' I start thinking, my thoughts racing. I step away farther from the door. 'It's my fault. It's all my fault.' I've lost touch with reality, consumed by my thoughts. 'My fault. My fault. MY FAULT. MY FAULT. MY FAULT!! MY FAULT!! IT'S ALL MY FAULT!!' Tears started rolling down my cheeks, my vision started to blur and I grabbed my hair.
"SHUT UP!" I yelled. They both looked at me, Wilbur grew more annoyed. "Uh- n-not you guys..." I say backing away again, my legs hit the coffee table behind me.
"Tsk! Whatever, Tommy wanted me to invite you to Tubbos Christmas party because he's too upset right now to do it himself." Wilbur glares at me, then looks back at Phil.
"When is it?" Phil asks him.
"23rd, I honestly don't want to go but Tommy will drag me." Wilbur groans, clearly unhappy.
"I'll let Tommy know if I'm going I'll have to see if I have anything planned," Phil smiles at Wilbur. Wilbur waves to him and Phil waves back, closing the door. Phil sighs.
"I don't wanna talk about it.." I mumble.
"Alright," Phil says, walking away.
==tiny time skip because I need to finish this chapter==
I got a text from Toby. Again. I opened the text, it was my invite to the party.
'Mark!! Come to my Christmas party on the 23rd pleaseeee!!'
'Oh yeah btw where r u? I went to your parents and you weren't there'
'It's not important toby'
'O ok'
I turn off my phone not wanting to continue that conversation. I walked to the room Phil gave me, it was nice, black and white mainly, how ironic. Some splashes of gray here and there but not a lot. I sat on the bed, noticing it wasn't half as bad as my mattress at my house. That's not even really a mattress it's just an air mattress, lucky I even got that I guess. I lay down on the bed, getting comfortable and ready to take a nap. My phone vibrated.. again. I groaned, turning around to the nightstand where my phone is, seeing who it was. YouTube. Fucking YouTube brought me out of my comforting almost slumber. I sighed, putting my phone back down. I closed my eyes waiting for the next day to come.. hopefully I found all the tracking devices by now and threw them away.
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Sorry about how late this got out but uh yeah I got it out. I'll work on the Christmas's chapter now.
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