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-Memory loss-

Handsamdude because yes!! (Ik it doesn't relate to the story)
Art creds to: squishcat._ on Instagram

Requested: no
Character: Tommyinnit
Setting: the woods, Phil's house

Possible triggers for this chapter:
• blood
• Injury
• Memory loss

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|*~Tommy POV (3rd person)~*|

(What did you expect? 1rst person?😃)

It was night time and Tommy was running away from a horde of zombies. He had lost track of time while getting materials and was now facing the consequences. He was sprinting as fast as he could, looking back every few seconds to make sure they weren't catching up to him.

Right when he was about to turn back in front of him he felt his leg catch on something. He looked down and noticed his shoe stuck under a vine. The last thing he saw before passing out in a pool of his own blood was the rock colliding with his head.

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(Still Tommy's POV)

When he woke, a bright light was shining on his face through a clearing in a trees leaves. Almost like it was a spotlight, just on him. He put his hand on his head feeling the horrible aching sensation that he recognized as a headache, and stumbled to his feet.

He didn't know how he got there, he kind of just... appeared. And now his brain was all scrambled.

Looking down he saw a dark red-ish brown substance, everything else was gray though. Looking at his shoulder he noticed the sleeve was also red but a lighter shade of it.

Since he didn't know where he came from or where he was, he decided his best bet would be to climb up a tree and scout out the area. Deciding on that plan, he began to walk towards a sturdy looking branch.

He was able to hoist himself up onto the first arm. It took a lot more effort than he remembered but then again he didn't remember much. 'luckily the trees aren't too tall' he thought.

Reaching for the next branch with equally if not more difficulty than the last one, he slowly made his way up the tree. The second to last branch he was out of breath and his head was pounding worse than before. 'Just 2 more. Just 2 more.' He quietly repeated to himself. He felt like he was gonna pass out again.

He was holding on to the tree for dear life. He felt his grip weaken as his eyes went fuzzy. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach. Then he realized he was falling...

With a loud crack, and a scream of agony from the boy, his leg was broken. All he could see was red.

He couldn't feel anything, the adrenaline was blocking it out. He stood up, faltering a bit before dragging his leg behind him towards the trees.

He had "walked" for around 10 minutes when he came upon a small house emitting smoke from the top of it. Still being sort of aware of his surroundings he moved towards it and knocked weakly before it swung open to reveal a worried looking man.

The man was shouting something but it was muffled in Tommy's mind. He was pulled inside. One side of his body being supported. He was brought into a room where he saw 2 other panicked men looking at him.

They were saying stuff to him too but it continued to be muffled. The pain was catching up to him and his leg started to burn. He fell to the floor covering his mouth as he screamed. He was carried to a table where the items were pushed off of. He heard the shouts of the men as they scrambled around, his leg continuing to yell at him.

He couldn't bear the pain anymore. Black starting to etch its way into his vision, his body went limp for the second time.

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(Same POV)

He could feel bandages wrapped tightly around his leg and the headache was mostly gone. However he still could only see red, he knew this because of the red cape draped over the sleeping person in front of him.

As he tried to sit up someone gently pushed him back down.

"You need rest Tommy, lay down." Someone said in a fatherly voice.

Tommy... that sounded sort of familiar. Strange, he thought.

"Tommy?" he repeated back.

"That's... what I said." He gave the boy a strange look.

"Pardon me sir, but where are we?" He asked, making sure to be as polite as possible. The man did help him after all.

"Tommy. We are at home." He said, looking even more concerned. Tommy never said, sir...

"I live here?" Tommy said looking around at the various pictures of the 3 men and someone wearing his same shirt.

"Yes... you got lost 3 days ago. Do you not remember anything." His face softening a little, now just looking sad.

"Uhhhh, no not really." Tommy said with a nervous chuckle.

"Well..." He said exhaling

"Your name is Tommy, your 16 years old, and these two are your brothers." He said, gesturing towards the two sleeping boys.

"Okay..." He replied.

"Don't worry, we'll help you remember." The man said with a small smile.

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Cant see word count??? Why? 😃
Wattpad is literally dogwater?

Wait nvm 944 words

Anyways sorry about the ending being bad, I don't have very many ideas or motivation right now soooo... if you have any ideas, it would be awesome if you could write them here :)

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