Tommyinnit One shots

Welcoming death

Stuck in prison with your enemy, the one who manipulated you and hurrted you many times. The one who got defeated by you and got put in a prison. After all, you get revenge, but at what cost? Your friends cared at first, but then, they started forgetting about you again. He closes friend replaced you with another, your family too. Though it wasn't that bad, it still hurt. He wasn't supposed to be stuck here with him. Not now..
Sam couldn't do anything, he needed make sure everything is safe. Tommy had to wait for him, for someone who could save him. But he didn't want to be here, it was just like exiled.

"Tommy calm down, we can talk and spend time like old times. Y'know, we are friends!" Taller man said, standing in front of him.

"We aren't friends, you manipulated me, Dream.." younger boy said.

"But still. Do they care about you?" He asked.

"Yes, they are my friends. They care, they will take me out." Tommy said, turning around to face Dream.

"Tommy, Tommy, Tommy. If they care, where are they now? Why isn't anyone saving you? Why are you still here then?" That was good question.

Why no one come yet? Where's Sam and everyone else? Dream walked up to blond hair boy, young boy flinched by this movement.

"They don't care about you anymore, you are here with me, your only friend" his voice become darker.

"No, they will save me. Sam! Phil! Tubbo! Anyone!" He yelled, hoping someone will hear his voice.

"Tommy, they don't give a f*ck about you, alright?! Stop acting like they ever did!" Masked man said, raising his voice even more.

Tommy get scared a little, he slowly moved back. His eyes were watching every inches of his enemy, his slowly moving body. Dream only followed him, untill his back meet wall.

"What are you gonna do now?" He took his shoulders holding them tightly.

"O-ow..Stop it Dream" his voice cracked a little.

"You know Tommy, i tried to by polite and nice to you. But your annoying like always, it's time to shut your loud face. Forever."

Tommy imidiatelly covered himself with his shaky hands, to protect his face. A green hand hovered in the air and dealt the boy a brutal blow to the face. Tommy let out a screech of pain, gritting his teeth as he tried to push the frightening individual away from him. It only provoked and angered Dream. The next blow was aimed at the boy's stomach, which caused him to bend over at the waist. With this move, he allowed the attacker to deliver another free blow to the chest, which this time sent him to the ground. He screamed, yelled for help. For anyone to save him, Sam, Phil, Tubbo or even his brother but no one became. Tommy only feel pain at this point, nothing good. Broken ribs, bones and blood all over his body.

"Next time, learn some respect and don't talk like that to me."

The last hit was delivered by the shoe, before everything went black. Last thing he felt in his mouth was metallic taste, blood. His throat was dry and scratchy, he smelled obsidian. His body was trembling, touching blocks around him. He let his final breathe along with tears. He didn't even notice them.