So Alone. [COMPLETED]

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T-Tommy?"

I-...

"Wil...I-Its not what it looks like."

"Tommy what are you doing?!"

Wil sprints over and grabs my wrist.

"Fuck Wil! That hurts!!!"

He loosens his grip and steps back, tears forming in his eyes.

"Why?" Wilbur says in an angry, but nervous tone.

"I..I'm sorry!" I step back, placing my hands on the wall behind me. Its cold surface brushes against my arm.

"Tommy please, come here."

I don't move. He doesn't need to be worrying about a useless child like me.

"Wil I promise I'm fine."

"Bullshit. I walk in on you fucking CUTTING!?"

He does have a point I guess...

"N-no, ghostbur please."

"I said, come over here."

My body lugs it's way over to ghostbur. The blood from my cuts drips their way towards my feet. Finally ending on the cold concrete floor. I reach Wil, he immediately holds my hands out.

"No stop!"

I push him away, clenching my hands close to my chest. I try making my way to the door but Wil blocks the way.

"Tommy get your ass over here."

He grabs my shoulder, pushing me to where we are face to face.

"I'm going to check your wrists. Got me."

"y-yes.." I mumble while placing my hands infront of Wilbur.

He grabs them and flips it around. His eyes narrow, tears consuming his face. When I place my hands back to my side he speaks.

"You have to tell the rest of the SMP."

Excuse me!? No fucking way I'm telling them.

"Hell no. Are you crazy!?"

"Well..kinda."

Yikes, didn't expect that response.

"But that doesn't matter Tommy. Your going to tell everyone else or I will."

Shit. So..does that mean..everyone will know?
My head starts going dizzy. Water starts building in my eyes, this can't be happening. Why do I have to tell everyone? What will they think? Will they hate me? They might think I'm doing it for attention. Will I not be able to cut again? What happens when I want to cut? What's wrong with me!?

"w-when will we tell them?"

"Is tomorrow good?"

"Sure.."

"For now I'm gonna go and find all the possible cutting objects around your house."

Fuck. I was gonna continue to cut when he left.

"Alright."

He turns around and goes to my kitchen. I look to my left and there it is, the blade I was just using. I grabbed it quickly, shoving it in my pocket. Hopefully he doesn't- actually I will put it in my enderchest. I walk over to the chest, hands in hoodie. Wil looks over at me so I quickly put it back in my pocket. I calmly strut to my bed. I flop on it, resting my head trying to get some shut eye.

All of a sudden a cold hand touches my arm, I flinch, opening my eyes.

"T-Tommy."

"What wilb-."

That's not wilbur. I shove my arms in my pocket, trying to avoid them from being seen.

"I'm pretty sure I'm not wilbur."

Of course your not wilbur...

                                  Tubbo's POV

I hear commotion coming from Tommy's house. The only thing I can make out is ghostbur speaking softly to someone. That someone I assume to be Tommy. I creak the door open, only to see Tommy lying on his bed and Ghostbur in the kitchen. I sneak in the house, it feels so tense in here. The air is so...dry. I look over at Tommy. I see something coming, almost like dripping, from his hand. I walk over to him, placing my hand on his arm. He flinches while opening his eyes.

"T-Tommy."

"What wilb-."

He opens his eyes more and realizes I'm not wilbur.

I chuckle a little before answering, "I'm pretty sure I'm not wilbur."

"Yeah, it shows."

"WhAt?"

He giggles, "nothiiiiiiing."

"oK, sUuuUUure."

He gets up and takes his hands out of his pocket, rolling his sleeves down. I mean it is kinda cold in here so, meh.

"Tommy!" Someone shouts from behind us.

"Wot!?" He shouts back.

"Nothing! Just making sure your ok!" The person shouts back.

I turn around to see ghostbur looming over me.

"AHH!" I fall back, someone catching me.

"What the fuck Tubbo?" Tommy says while laughing.

"Sorry! Ghostbur just scared me." I say giggling.

Tommy places me back on my feet.

"Sorry for that Tubbo, didn't mean to startle you."

"No,no! It's fine ghostbur."

"I have to go." Tommy blurts.

"Ok, please be safe." Ghostbur replies.

                                Tommy's POV

"Ok, please be safe."

"I will, bye guys."

I turn around and leave. I can't bare being in the same room as Tubbo. It gives me so much stress. They still haven't said if I'm exiled or not. I. Cant. Take. It. I have so many things to stress about. Telling everyone I cut, knowing if I'm exiled, and trusting Tubbo. Damn it, trusting Tubbo. Those words..

I don't know where I'm going but it doesn't matter. To wherever my legs take me.

                                Time passes

I've been walking for it seems like an hour. I settle my body on a patch of grass under a tree. My head rests on its bark. The light rain drips down and lands on my shoes. I put my hands in my pockets to feel a sharp object. Oh..

No, I cant. My wrists already hurt, I don't want to make it worse. I take the blade out of my pocket and lay it next to me. It's a pretty good sized blade, could kill someone. Could kill someone..

I pick it up, aiming it towards my chest.

Just one swift motion and it's all over.

I close my eyes, I take a deep breath, and I start to cry.

"Goodbye L'manberg.."