the voice - tommyinnit angst

three

Tommy's POV

My vision is fuzzy, unclear. Clouds of black swim across my eyes in circles, and my mind spins with them. I feel something hard pressed against my face, and, as my vision starts to clear, i realize it's the wooden floor of my room. Why am I here, on the ground?

Suddenly a burst of pain hits my jaw, and everything that just happened comes flooding in to my head. Groaning, I start to push myself up, my legs unsteady and my body aching. The room twirls around me in uneven circles, and I frown. Why is everything spinning? Outside the window I can see my father walking away from the house down the street. Didn't he only just get back? How has so much time passed? Perhaps he's gone to see why everything's twisting and turning. I don't blame him, I want to figure it out too.

I stumble towards the bed, collapsing in a pile on the mattress. Everything is aching. I need something to take my mind off the pain.

Weak. You should concentrate on it. You deserved it, after all. Maybe if you were a good person, then this wouldn't have happened.

No... Shut up... That's not true.

I feel the voice fade away as I reject what it says, even though, in the back of my mind, I know it's right. I turn to stare up at the ceiling, taking in the strange brown leak marks that adorn its surface. They crinkle in strange patterns along the edge where the side meets the top, and then drip messily down the wall, stopping before I can reach them whilst lying down, just over a meter away from the bed. As i stare at the wall, my eyelids start to droop shut. I should probably get some sleep before tomorrow, in case I need to record or edit. I shut my eyes and pull the covers over me, feeling something sticky at the edge of the fabric. I don't have to open my eyes to know what it is. The same substance has been dripping down my jaw since I woke up. When I slide my tongue around, I can tell that my father has knocked out a tooth, and my lip is split right down the middle. Not to mention the bruise that will surely be adorning my pale face tomorrow. I let out a sigh, feeling lucky that I have enough of that concealer stuff to hide away all of the garishly coloured marks. Hopefully there won't be a stream soon...

Wilbur's POV

After Tommy's abrupt departure from the call, the rest of us start to end our streams, and one by one, the rest of the group leaves the call. Soon only Techno, Phil and I are left, with Tubbo and Fundy being the last to leave. I wait as Techno says goodbye to his YouTube chat, and I listen to the clicking of him ending the live and closing all of the extra windows on his computer.

"Well, I guess it's time for me to go now," Phil says, smiling. 

"Yeah, me too. I might stream tomorrow, on the SMP, so maybe you guys could join me," says Techno, his deep monotone voice sounding gravelly with tiredness.

Wait, shit. I need to ask them about Tommy.

"Hey, uh, guys. Before you leave, could I ask you both something?"

"Sure," Techno yawns, at the same time as Philza says "What's up, Wil?"

I think for a second. "Have either of you noticed anything... well, strange, about Tommy's behaviour?

The call is silent for a while. I can see Phil thinking and, although I can't see him, Techno seems to be doing the same. 

"He did seem a bit quieter than usual, but then, I guess it's pretty late. He's probably just tired," muses Technoblade.

A/N-ohhh Techno, if only you knew

"Yeah, I noticed that too. He seemed a bit off. He could just be sleepy but it's not like Tommy to get worn out on stream. His sleep schedule is completely fucked, so it shouldn't make much of a difference to his attitude," says Phil.

"Hmm... Well, let's keep an eye on it. You're probably right Techno, and he's just tired out. I shouldn't be so worried." I smile at them and add, "Tommy may not be tired but, god, I am. Maybe I'll join your stream tomorrow, Techno, but I need to sleep."

Phil nods. "I'll see you both there."

We all leave the call, and, after I've eaten and washed, I sit down on my bed, picking up my phone from the chair beside it and checking my notifications. After looking through Twitter for a while, a banner comes down from the top.

Discord - 1 new notification from 'the Blade'

I swipe on to discord and check what Techno has sent.

Techno: If it makes you feel any better, I can invite Tommy to the stream tomorrow. That way we can watch for anything strange.

Wilbur: Thanks, that would be great.

Yawning, I put down my phone and lie down. It will probably just be me worrying about nothing, but I still want to be sure that Tommy's okay. 

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