The Endless Reverie (UNFINISHED, SUMMARY WRITTEN.)

♧ The Other's ♧

Tw: bullying, physical abuse, verbal abuse, please tell me if more need to be added.

Tommy's pov

After Wilbur and Charlie got off the bus, Tubbo and I were just standing around looking for something to do, but eventually we ended up at school where chaos would arise.

Tubbo and I got off the bus and looked around at the large crowd. Everyone had hoodies, Tubbo and I were wearing t-shirts under our jackets.

I whisper to Tubbo; "Are we going to fit in?"

"Probably not. I wonder what they're surrounding."

We walk up, pushing through the crowd trying to see what's going on. we eventually get close enough to find a boy with dirty blonde hair, down to his jawline, being beat up by another person with blonde-ish hair. He was definitely the school bully.

Tubbo and I stood there watching until we realized, the dirty blonde haired person wasn't moving, only reacting to the hits. his head would turn with impact, not avoiding. he wasn't fighting back.

Without thinking I immediately jumped in to help, grabbing the kid from behind, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling as hard as I could. He yelled out as he fell down to my feet, but I didn't care. I an over to the other kid and grabbed him from under the shoulder, tugging him away from the blonde's grasp. Tubbo seemed to know what to do since he copied me and pulled the blonde away from us.

Some teachers, one with blonde hair and a green sweater, another with blonde hair and a gold-metallic jacket, came to see what was going on. Tubbo let go of the dirty blonde boy while i still clung to the other. I had him sat in my lap facing towards me while I held his head into my chest so his neck doesn't get tired.

"Excuse me," the green sweatered man started; "Do you know what happened here?"

"No, sir. all I know is they were fighting and I didn't like how that guy kept beating this guy up after he had already passed out."

The boy in my arms started to squirm a bit, I released my arms from around his head so he could keep his head up by himself, I looked at the teacher as he made a face at me.

"alright, boys. its best for you to get to class."

"Sir I don't know th-"

"That's your problem, not mine."

He walked away just as the bell rang.

The other students had slowly flocked away once the fighting had stopped, so there was no crowd anymore.

The boy in my arms groaned and squirmed around a bit more, witch made me look down at him too see a pair of grey eyes looking back up into mine.

"Hello..? Who are you?"

"Hi, I'm Tommy, and this is my friend Tubbo here." I said, pointing to Tubbo who was now sitting down on one knee beside us.

The boy tried to push himself out of my arms but squeaked in pain.

"Here, I know first-aid I can help." Tubbo stated as he reached for his backpack, it had been cast aside when he went to drag the other boy away. He quickly grabbed some bandages and polysporin for his cuts, an some regular goz for his arms that had bad bruises.