Chapter 3

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Tommy's POV:

I go back to my room, and see that Wilbur had called me. I hesitated for moment, but eventually called him back.

"HEY WILBUR!" I said, trying to sound as normal as possible.

"Hey Tommy, i was wondering if you wanted to visit Brighton next week, Phil and Techno will also be there." Wilbur said.

"Wait really! OF COURSE I WANT TOO! When are we going?" I said enthustiasticly.

"sometime next week, But you'll  have to ask your parents first." Wilbur said. 

I froze. "Y-yeah, i'll ask them!" I said, knowing they would say no. I ended call with Wilbur, and went downstairs to see mom and dad argue again. "Stop using so much money on alchohol! We barely can pay the bills!". I could hear mom scold dad. "So what? We have a walking money machine anyways!" dad yelled back. I could'nt help but feel sad. Is that all he thinks of me?

"It's not like i'm the only one drinking it!" He yelled again. "That's it! I'm going to my sister until you get your crap together!". She yelled at him, and left the building.  I could hear the engine start, and the car driving away. I was about to go to my room again, when i heard my dad say something.

"You think you can spy on us, and get away with it?".

i think my heart missed a beat.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I just wanted to ask if i-". He cut me off with a Numb feeling on my face.

He slapped me.

My eyes started to get glassy. "Go to your room. I don't wanna see you anymore today." He grumbled. Thank god he was sober, or else it would have been much worse. I could'nt help but feel useless. My dad was struggling, and i would'nt stop bothering him.

I went over to my pc and texted Wilbur.

"They said yes. When are we going?"


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