y/n having no parent support, her older brother wilbur moved her in with him and he tries his best to make y/n happy again. this causes a ton of new friendships, hate, sadness, anger, happiness, joy, and excitement. Maybe even found someone she love...
Hey! I really recommend listening to the song while reading this chapter:)
ALSO! just wanted to say it's my birthday today, june 15th:)
update its now june 17th and its 4 in the morning. uh ____________________________
TW MATURE LANGUAGE AND YELLING
Y/N'S POV. ———————
I really, didn't sleep much at all last night. I called Tubbo over and over again, texting him that it was a mistake.
I gave up and stared at my ceiling until i fell asleep then, it was around 4 am at the time.
I sit up and get out of bed, walking over to my desk and grabbing my phone. No notifications from him. I check twitter, no posts.
Wait, i'm blocked?...
I check tubbos other social media's, seeing i was blocked from all of them. No, please i cant lose him over something this dumb!
I hurry and open emily's contact.
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Everything finally clicked. Emily wanted friendship with me to talk with wilbur.
I run out of my room and into wilburs room, seeing him just chilling on his bed.
"y/n? is everything alright?" wilbur spoke softly.
"no, look at this." i frowned, tears already swelling my eyes.
Wilbur took my phone and read the messages, saying not one word.
"Tubbo also blocked me from everything." I croaked, tears finally running down my cheeks.
"No no don't cry please...i'll fix this!" Wilbur frowned.
"Please don't talk to emily...i don't want her taking you from me."
"Y/N...Id never DARE to speak with someone that treats you like that. Go pack a bag and meet me in the sitting room." Wilbur reassured me.
I wiped my eyes with my sleeve and didn't question anything, and just left. I went back to my room and grabbed my bag, packing 2 pairs of clothes, hygiene products and a book.
Then i saw it.
The box of notes tubbo gave me, when he gave me the...THE TOUCH BRACELETS! I grab the box of notes and shove them in my bag and grab the touch bracelet, tapping it.
1..2..3..4..5 nothing.
I frowned and set it down. It was hopeless.
Before i left my room i grabbed a charger, headphones wallet and my phone.
Walking to the sitting room wilbur stood, keys in hand and a hopeful smile on his face.
