Putting the Fun in dysfunctional

Chapter 5: Tales of the Past Reconvine

TW: trauma, self deprication, really sad friendships (tell me if I missed any)
When they arrived at the house Tommy felt a sense of calm (which was odd considering he was panicking less than an hour ago). He had good idea of what his fosters were like so now he could settle in and wait for the rest of them to crap and either beat the shit out of them or send him back. But even so he had an idea about what the tree of them were like without even having a full on conversation with most of them. Or so he thought. Suddenly Wilbur was talking "Hey, these are yours. You're sense of style is shit and I can't stand it" now if Tommy didn't already know how people like Wilbur were, he would consider it an insult. But Wilbur wasn't the type to just complement someone. But he cared for Tommy (why was Tommy antagonizing him?).
"Thank you" He said, it sounded forced yet he was still met with a smile.
Tommy entered the house with all of his new clothes in the bag; however he was thrown yet another curveball. When Tommy listened a bit closer, he heard sounds of conversation. But he recognized one of the newer voices. It was Tubbo.
His Tubbo.
Tommy's face lit up. Maybe this place wasn't so bad. He walked into the living room, and Wilbur was confused (which was fair enough).
Another (irrelevant) guy was asking Phil an array of questions about his job or something, but Tommy didn't care. He spotted Tubbo "Tubbo! Big Man! How ya doing?" Now the thing with Tubbo was that he was always a optimist (Tommy didn't know how). But that allowed Tommy to be optimistic when with him. That's why the thought of Tubbo having moved on had only entered his mind just now.
That's why when his face showed shock rather than excitement Tommy felt a sense of betrayal (that he really should've expected). "Tommy?" But he didn't seemed to thrilled to see him (he shoved it to the side) "Tubbo! Do you still have the-" what Tommy was about to mention was the friendship bracelet they got ages ago but when he looked down at Tubbo it was not only missing, but also replaced.
God fucking damn it.

Tubbo and Tommy had gotten the bracelets ages ago, They had decided to ditch school for some cheap ice cream shoppe. Tommy remembered that like it was yesterday (but the fact that it was years ago became more apearent) They went in for a scoop to share but they couldn't decide on a flavor so they used a bigger portion of their savings then they expected, at the checkout they had one of those stupid promotions where they got a free bracelet, but they accepted it anyways. It was pretty basic, just a leather bracelet with a weird ass white box on it. But they sat down and ate their ice cream, and when Tommy looked back down his bracelet had been vandalized with doodles "Tubbo what the fuck!?" Tubbo licked the ice cream dramatically and pointed out a bee doddle "His name is Leanord, and he's actually better than god." Tommy snickered at Lenord, and his smiles grew when he came up with his newest scheme, he grasped the bracelet and scribbled 'Property of Tommyinnit" on it "Now we're even bitch!" Then they spent the entirety of the school year fucking around with each other, creating moment. And it was one of Tommy's favorite foster homes.

But now that was gone. Just like everything else Tommy enjoyed. His pets, his discs, his confidence, and now his friends! Why did god always spite him? The all-too-familiar feeling of dread returned and Tommy's fight or flight reflexes kicked in, he had to get the hell out of here, now. How the hell was he going to get out!?
By now people were talking. Talking at him, moving towards him, he had to get the hell out of here.
He pushed away from whatever was happening, well he tried to but something was on his hand, so he tugged it until it stoped.
Now he had to think of what to do next- fast. He dashed up the stairs, grabbed his old shitty red backpack (that contained his life belongings) then remembered that there was no way this family was just going to let him walk out the front door, he also become aware of the fact that he was on the second floor. And shit, now someone was banging on the door, he only had one option. he grabbed his backpack and climbed out the door, with stealth (not really).
He had ran away from homes before, but not while they were at his tail. He knew he would have to be more careful, more observant (something he had learnt over the years).
So when he spotted the woods he decided that it would be the best place compared to whatever lied within the city of Yes.
The longest he had run away from home was a week; but that time he had food and water and warm clothes. Now all he had of use was a toothbrush and a bandana (Tubbo's bandana).
He hid in a tree and started gather his thoughts and belongings. He could do this.
Or he couldn't. Oh god when he got back the Watson's would show their true colors, Tommy wondered if Phil was the type to allow his children (not him his real children) to beat him with Phil. Although he wouldn't have to worry about Wilbur, he was shit at punching and didn't know what form was. However he knew to be scared of the other two. Technoblade had a huge build and Adults knew how to beat shit. So he just had to get through the night and everything would be ok.
He could sit and think about everything.
His Parents;
Gone.
His Happiness;
Gone.
His Tubbo;
Gone.

994 words// A/N don't know how to feel about my writing but uh- yeah
Not sure what updates are gonna be like bc I got into theatre campppp but have a good day

Also I think I should give this an actual name so comment those- I'll choose the one I like best but also may combine some.
-M