Broken - TommyInnit Angst

Chapter Nine - Conversations

TW: intrusive thoughts, body dysmorphia

958 Words

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Wilbur woke up at 7am, unable to get any sleep. He lay in bed, scrolling through Discord for a while, and then made a group chat, messaging Tubbo, Niki and Phil, saying that he wanted to call them to talk about Tommy, however none of them were online.

Wilbur headed downstairs, and saw that Tommy was still passed out on the living room couch. The elder fixed that blonde's blanket, and went into the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee. As he drank it, he opened Discord on his phone, and saw that Niki, Phil and Tubbo had answered his message. They were all pretty worried about Tommy, so Wilbur called them.

"Hey," Wilbur said.

"Hi Wilbur," Niki replied. "What's going on?" she continued.

"Well, you all know how Tommy hasn't been streaming in a while, is barely on the SMP, doesn't hang out with Tubbo anymore and doesn't answer our dm's?" Wilbur asked.

"Well, after he steamed yesterday for the first time in like, two weeks, I called him, and he looked absolutely terrible. He then told me that he was home alone, and had been for about three weeks. So then I decided to drive down to his house, because I was really concerned about him, and he looked even worse in real life. He looked really tired and had really noticible bags under his eyes, and what was more concerning was that he was thin as fuck. Like, I could see his ribs poking out through his shirt. And the worst part is, he won't tell me anything and keeps denying that anything is up with him," Wilbur said. It was pretty relieving finally being able to tell someone about this.

"Yeah I was in a call with Tommy when Wilbur left his house to drive to Tommy's, and he looked terrible. He also denied everything when I tried to ask him," Tubbo stated.

Niki and Phil were both pretty shocked, but they were also kind of expecting it. It was pretty obvious that Tommy wasn't acting normal lately.

"Wilbur what do you think is wrong with Tommy?" Niki asked quietly.

"I- I'm not sure, but it's definately something serious. As much as I don't want it too be true, I think he might have some sort of eating disorder, although he could have just lost weight from stress. I've done a bunch of research online, and it all pretty much points towards it. But obviously I'm not 100% certain, and I also don't know what could have caused it," Wilbur stated.

"Poor kid," Phil said. "He most definately doesn't deserve whatever's going on," Phil continued.

"Uhh Wilbur, I mean, I could try see if I know what's going on, I mean I've... you know...," Niki stuttered, unsure of how to phrase it.

"You sure Niki?" Wilbur asked. "If you're ok with it, and it won't trigger you or anything," Wilbur continued.

"Yes I'm sure, I want to do anything to help Tommy," Niki replied. "I'll leave soon, and I should be there in around two hours," Niki said.

"'Kay that's great. See ya Niki," Wilbur said.

"Bye," she replied, as the little ding announced that she had left the call.

"So Wilbur, what do you think is going to happen next?" Phil asked.

"Honestly, I don't know. This all depends on Tommy and how well he co-operates. But i swear, there is something wrong with him, I'm not making this up," Wilbur said.

Wilbur, Tubbo and Phil kept talking, until at around 10am the doorbell rang. Wilbur hurried over to open it, greeting a slightly shy Niki.

"Hey Niki," Wilbur greeted.

"Hello Wilbur, how are you?" she asked timidly.

"I'm ok I guess, but I'm just so worried for Tommy," Wilbur replied.

"Speaking of Tommy, where is he?" Niki asked.

"He's passed out on the living room couch, he fell asleep there yesterday when we were watching a movie," Wilbur replied laughing a bit. "So what do you plan to ask him?" Wilbur asked Niki.

"I'm going to try slowly ask him a few questions and try support him," Niki replied. "It's probably going to take some time though. Would you be able to give us some time alone?" the girl asked.

"Yeah sure, I think while you talk to him I'll meet up with Tubbo and see if he has any more info on Tommy's weird behavior," Wilbur replied.

The pair walked into the kitchen and kept talking, mostly about Tommy, although straying into other topics as well, such as Minecraft and YouTube.

An hour after Niki had arrived, Tommy woke up on the living room couch, slightly surprised. Then he groaned, remembering that Wilbur was at his house. He looked over at the clock on the wall, which indicated that it was 11am. Damn had he slept long. As he lay on the couch, he heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen, a caring, quiet voice. Nihachu. Tommy wondered what she was doing in his house.

Tommy slowly stood up, trying to keep his balance as the room was spinning around him. Once he could see and think normally, he walked over to the full height mirror in the living room, and looked at himself. He was so disgusted.

Your stomach sticks out.

Your legs have so much fat on them.

Your arms aren't thin enough.

Check if you can loop your thumb and middle finger around your upper arm.

Tommy did exactly that, and at that moment in time Wilbur and Niki came into the room.

Oh shit.

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I'm really sorry about the short chapters, I'm just pretty busy with school and others stuff, but I'll try my best to make them longer.