Tommyinnit // [ MCYT ] Angst Oneshots

jealous [2]

/ TW: Mentions of Abuse, Self-Harm, Eating Disorder, Vomiting (not on purpose), Ringing, Hospitals, Blood /

/ Karls POV /

I could tell Tommy was unwell just by looking at him on his bed. He looked so pale and he wasn't streaming lately. He kinda disappeared with no explanation about a few days ago. He stayed off social media other than appearing on discord as online a few times, but it was rare. I noticed he was on so I decided to try and call him. After a long time of waiting with no answer, I was about to give up... until my phone screen lit up with the sight of his dimly lit room.

And now look where we are. Driving frantically trying to get to Tommy as soon as possible. Who knows what condition he's in? He could be dying for all I know! He's passed out on the ground and what I just saw looked pretty ugly and I wasn't sure how I was going to get into the house, but I'd find a way.

I pulled into his neighbourhood looking at all the house numbers until I finally came across the right one. I knocked on the door but didn't have much hope because it looked like nobody was home. I decided to try and open the door but it was locked.

There's a spare key under the flower pot on the left side.

That's what Wilbur told me, and im hoping he's right. I turned to my left and saw the pot with a beautiful white lily planted in it. I lived the pot up revealing the key. I unlocked the door and rushed inside. I ended the discord call and shut the door behind me. I rushed up the stairs looking for his room and sure enough, it was the first door I checked.

I saw Tommy, lying on the ground. His face was stained with tears and he looked so tired and worn out. His arms and legs were littered with cuts and he looked so pale. Has he been eating properly? There were some bruises on his arms as well.

I looked at his checks and saw they were a little pink, resulting in a fever. I put my hand against his forehead and it was really hot. I picked him up and took him out to my car making sure to lock their door behind me. I didn't know what happens in this house but it didn't look good and I decided to take him to my house.

/ 30 minutes later, Tommys POV /

I woke up in a car. I felt so cold but got at the same time. I turned my head slightly to look out the window and I saw a neighbourhood, but one that I didn't recognise. Where even am I? I turned to look at the driver and realized they were Karl. He looked worried. We pulled into a driveway and Karl looked down at me, then his face lit up slightly.

"Tommy! I'm so glad you're awake, how are you feeling?" Karl said opening the door.

"Terrible..." I muttered loud enough for him to hear.

He opened my door and helped me up. We walked into his house and he sat me down on the couch. A headache started to form which didn't make me feel any better.

"Tommy, are you hungry, do you need anything?" Karl asked.

"N-no I-I'll be okay" I could barely speak my throat hurt so much.

Karl frowned and insisted I let him get me a cup of tea to help my throat. I sighed but agreed. I knew it would also help my headache too.

Tubbo...

I want to see Tubbo, but I don't think I'll be able to face him. He probably won't even want to see me. I felt the sadness hit me again. He doesn't like me... He thinks im annoying... He thinks-

"Hey, you alright? I got you the tea," Karl whispered sitting next to me.

I took the tea and took a little sip of it. It was still a little hot but it did feel good on my throat and soothed my headache.

"K-Karl... To be honest, im not holding up well," I confessed, "Tubbo decided that he- he didn't wa-nt t-to be f-friends anymore..."

I couldn't hold back my tears, they spilt out again showing just how week I was. My parents words really hurt me. You're crying? Weak. You motherfucker you mess everything up. Don't ask questions and figure it out yourself, if you don't you're lazy. If you get hurt patch it up yourself don't come crying to us for help. It really affected my way of thinking.

When I did stream I wouldn't have as much energy. I would need to cover up the bruises snd scars with a jumper. But after the incident with Tubbo, I haven't had much motivation to stream or do anything for that matter.

I took another sip of my tea and looked at Karl. I suddenly felt very sick again, like all my insides were about to come out. My mouth started to water.

"K-Karl where's the washroom?"

"Oh it's down the hall, you feeling alright?"

I shook my head and he guided me to the toilet. I knelt next to it. Is this what death feels like? I'm I going to die? I coughed up more blood into the toilet.

"Tommy, have you been eating well?" Karl asked worriedly.

I shook my head. I was panicking. I ate a little bit a few days ago. I didn't think I'd be able to keep down any food anyway. This is it. I'm going to die.

I don't want to die...

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