•Tubbo and tommy• ｛tubboinnit｝[DISCONTINUED]

tommy thinks its his fault

tommy felt so left out when tubbo played with ranboo, he missed tubbo's hugs and laughter but I guess that was gone, all gone.

He sighed and tried to fall asleep but stayed awake, he just looked at the ceiling. Tears began to fall from Tommy's eyes, making him wip them away before more came, he got up and walked out if his room into Phil's room, he open the door and closed it gently before hearing a soft voice, "tommy? what are you doing its 4 am" phil asked, "I cant sleep" tommy replied with the sad tone in his voice, "what's wrong tommy" phil asked, getting out of bed quickly and walking over to the other "whats wrong?" his soft and gentle voice,"what if its my fault that he doesn't want me anymore" tommy said, hugging phil tightly and sobbing into the other's chest, "tommy, it isn't your fault, you are just overeating" his words were something that you could trust, soft and genle, and not someone who could hurt you.

Tommy woke up in Phil's bedroom, he was shocked but realized what happened, he cried himself to sleep while in Phil's arms. He got up and walked out of the room to change into some new clothes before getting on the bus, he grabbed a large hoodie and ripped up white jeans, he grabbed his shoes and backpack before waiting for the bus.

He waited for awhile until he heard doors opening and closing, he put his water down before seeing wilbur coming down.

once at school, he of course, seen tubbo with that ranboo guy, he walked pass them, hoping tubbo would notice him but he was too excited to talk to ranboo, feeling the sharp pain when the other didnt notice him, he quietly walked into the classroom, yeah breakfast was happening but he didnt wanna eat breakfast instead he went to his classroom and held in tears from falling. Tommy took out his phone and messaged phil, after 5 minutes of talking, phil decided to pick up tommy, he got up and walked to the office, once he was there he sat in a little chair, "what are you doing here? breakfastis starting" the lady at the desk said, fixing papers, "oh um, my dad said he'll pick me up" he replied, fixing his jean from nervousness. "oh well okay" the lady at the desk said going back to fixing papers.

It was about 8:20 when phil picked up tommy, he got into the car and sighed before letting out tears, "tommy, remember it isnt your fault. he'll never forget you" his calmimg voice kinda calm him down but not enough, "but what if it is? what if i did something wrong, what if he-" he couldn't say anymore before busting out into tears again, "tommy..." phil tried to talk, "i wanna just go home" he said pulling his knees to his chest, sniffing and looking out the door.

once they were home, tommy sat down at the couch with phil, "tommy, i have to stream today" he sat getting up "but-" he said looking up at him, "remember you have paints and paper, how about you go paint some minecraft mobs" phil said with a happy voice, tommy smiled "yeah! I'll go do that " he said with excitement and running upstairs into his room.