Tommyinnit // [ MCYT ] Angst Oneshots

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/ TW: Self-Harm, Mentions of Physical Abuse, Blood, Eating Disorder, Hospitals /

/ Tommy's POV /

I woke up in a hospital bed. My whole body felt sore. I looked up to my left to see various machines and I had an IV in my arm and something on my finger to check my heart rate. There were also a lot of bandages on my legs and arms. I looked to my right and noticed Wilbur was sitting next to a window, and it was dark outside. I must've passed out... but for how long?

Wilburs hair was all messy and he had his hands pressed up against his eyes, he was shaking a little and sounded like he was crying. I tried to say something but I couldn't. My throat hurt too much.

I looked at Wilbur longingly. I felt awful. I probably caused a lot of stress for Wilbur judging by how he looked right now. The room was quiet other than the quiet cries from Wil.

I wanted to reassure Wil so badly. I wanted to tell him I was gonna be okay. I wanted to see him smile. I frowned. This was the first time we'd be meeting in person... and it's a terrible sight to see me like this. My eyes filled with tears and I sniffled. I blinked a couple times to see Wilbur look up slightly.

His eyes were all puffy like he'd been crying for hours. He also looked so tired and his face was stained with tears. He blinked a couple times and rubbed his eyes, then looked at me again.

"T-Tommy?"

I blinked a few times in response.

"Oh, Tommy-" he got up and walked closer to me. "Tommy I-I'm s-so sorry I couldn't get t-there sooner."

I heard the door open and a nurse came in. She looked at me and it looked as if I caught her off guard, but she then snapped back.

"Hello, Tommy, glad to see you awake."

Wilbur went to go sit back down by the window.

"You didn't get any major injuries, thank goodness, so that means you can go home in a few hours if you want to. I'd just need to ask you a few questions."

I nodded.

"Alright, can you talk?"

I shook my head no and she sighed.

"Alright, I'm gonna check how you're breathing, is that okay?"

I nodded.

"Okay and then I'll check your blood pressure."

/ Quite a few hours later /

My voice had gotten a little better so I could speak a little, so the nurses had asked me a few questions and so was free to go even though I still felt sore. They prescribed me some pain killers though so I'm sure I'd be okay.

Wilbur drove us to his house in silence. I could tell he had a lot on his mind, and to be honest, I did too. He was bound to ask questions so... do I tell him the truth? I looked out the window. It was around 3 in the morning so there weren't many cars out.

After a long silent car drive, we arrived at Wilbur's house. Wilbur helped me walk towards the door and we stepped inside together. The light was still on and there were a couple couches along with a TV. We walked to the couch and sat down.

"What-" Wilbur sighed, "Tommy, what happened?"

I looked down at my bandaged arms. I hesitated to hell him.

"M-my father was really mad," I whispered.

His gaze darkened. "mmhm, would you like to stay here for a bit?"

"Y-es"

"Alright, do you want to talk about anything?"

I shook my head. I was just really tired, and the pain wasn't as bad as it was earlier, thankfully. I brought my legs up to my chest and hugged my knees. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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