Tommyinnit Oneshots (With SBI)

It's Not Meant to Be (Tommy and Wilbur) (3/?)

Warning- Bullying

Tommy POV

Her words echoed in my ears. "If you speak a word of this to him I will make his life a living hell." Those words never seemed to disappear from my mind. And I hated it. I hated that I was scared of her... scared of what she could do to my big brother.

She had changed him. Suddenly he didn't sing anymore. He didn't write...  he didn't even play guitar anymore. I could tell it broke his heart. Singing was his world and she took it away from him. It made it all the more difficult to keep my mouth shut. 

I sat in my room, spinning my chair around. I wanted to tell him, so bad. But what if it made things worse? I sighed, feeling my mind become more and more conflicted. A knock on the door tore me from my thoughts.

"Tommy?" I bit my lip as I heard Wilbur's voice.

"Yeah?"

Wilbur slowly opened the door, his eyes landing on me swiftly. "We're leaving now, Jasmine should be here soon."

"Wait, why is Jasmine coming over?" I felt my heart stop at his words.

"We couldn't get a babysitter for you and she offered." he explained.

"Bad couldn't? Or Dream?" 

He shook his head, "They're both going to the party tonight. Sorry Toms."

I quickly looked away at him. The longer I stared, the more I wanted to tell him. "When will you be back?" I mumbled, attempting to distract myself.

"We should be back around 11. Phil might even be back a little sooner." Wilbur stepped into the room, studying me carefully. "Tommy are you okay?"

"Why isn't Jasmine going with you?" I asked slowly.

"She didn't want to. Besides it's mainly just the usual group." 

Tears began to prick at my eyes. No! I was not crying in front of Wilbur! I was quick to blink them away, continuing to glare at the ground. "I wish you didn't have to go." I muttered under my breath.

Somehow he heard me, walking closer. "We'll be back before you know it." he spoke softly, giving me a hug. I relaxed in his embrace. A moment passed before he pulled away. "Be good." he chuckled, ruffling my hair.

I grinned back, playfully rolling my eyes. "Be careful!" I shouted.

The car roared to life before driving off. I wish I could go with them, but I was too young. I shook my head, turning back to my computer.

Twenty minutes later a car rolled up and I groaned. She was here. A knock soon followed and I jumped up and made my way towards the front door.

"Hi." I glared at her.

She pushed past me without saying anything. She went towards the kitchen, seeming to be looking for something.

"Do you need something?" I questioned, immediately regretting it.

She turned to me, fire in her eyes. "Where does you're Dad keep the wine?" 

My eyes widened, "You can't go through our stuff!" I grabbed my phone out of my pocket, quickly opening it. 

Before I could call anyone she snatched it from my hands. "You won't be calling anyone brat. I'm in charge." She slipped it in her pocket.

"Give it back!" I shouted, trying to get to the pocket in her jeans.

"Shut up you brat!" she hissed, pushing me back. I fell backwards, landing on my back. She walked closer to me, picking me up by my shirt. "You speak a word of this and your dead."

I froze at her words. Her eyes were crazy. It seemed like she was capable of anything.

"Got it?" Jasmine screamed.

"Y-yes." I whimpered, not knowing what else to do.

"Now get out of my sight." She dropped me to the ground and turned back to the kitchen.

I sprinted to my room, locking the door behind me before bursting into tears. I crawled under my bed, bringing my blankets with me. I was terrified, trembling at the mire thought of being hurt.

What do I do?!

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I'm not sure how many parts this will be. At least one more, possibly two.

Hope you liked it!

Hope you have an amazing day!

-Snowy