The Ember in the Dust -tommyinnit-

2. Alcohol

TW: alcohol, substance abuse, abuse, self-harm, bad thoughts, accidental attempted suicide.

I dreaded waking up this morning, its Saturday which means one thing. Drinking.

Every weekend my mom and dad would do nothing but chug alcohol. Depending on if they pass out on time would depend on if I got beat or not.

I woke up around 9:15 ish to the sound of the TV being so loud. I decided to ignore it and do some school work before I wouldn't be able to see it due to foggy vision. I sat down at my desk and saw that tubbo was online and he soon messaged me.

Big Man!

hey tubs

Wanna hop in a call? I have some school work:(

yeah I was just about to do some too

Awesome!

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I picked up the call.

"Hey tommy!"

"Hi tubbo"

"How much work are you missing?"

"A lot, why?"

"Share your screen, I wanna help!"

"Okay"

I shared my screen and tubbo help me with as much work as he could. When I would put my arms on my desk to type it stung but by now I was use to it. I mostly struggled with algebra which, luckily tubbo was good at. By 12:15 we had all my missing school work done.

"Hold on tommy I'm going to go get some food, you should too"

"Okay"

I didn't get up, I sat and waited for Tubbo to come back. I didn't want my parents to know I was awake. I didn't have my camera on so when I heard Tubbo come back I simply waited 1-2 minutes before quickly closing my door to make it sound like I had left and came back.

I then ended up helping Tubbo with the school work he didn't understand. I helped him with all his work until he was done which he had less than I did. We ended up finishing around 2:15 and I was actually getting quite hungry and thought i would go downstairs for a biscuit. I hadn't heard much in the hours I've been awake, I started to walk out of my room and told tubbo I would be back soon.

I went downstairs and noticed my mom and dad on the couch, my dad having 6 empty beer bottles on the coffee table and ground, and my mom having a half empty bottle of vodka in her hand along with two shot glasses and an empty bottle of rum on the coffee table.

"Tommy!" mother yelled.

"Yes?"

"Clean up the bottles and get another six pack!"

"Yes ma'am."

I quickly walked over and picked up the empty bottles and shot glasses. Not knowing I wasn't suppose to pick up the shot glasses.

"Not the shot glasses!" Yelled dad as he hit them out of my hand and onto the carpet.

Luckily they didn't break.

"I'm sorry." I said picking them back up and placing them back on the table to see my father standing in front of me.

fuck. I forgot to say 'sir'.

"I'm sorry sir." I said looking down to avoid contact.

He roughly grabbed my chin in between his index finger and thumb and forced me to look him in the eyes.