[ TommyInnit One-Shots ]

"I don't want to die..."

Trigger Warnings: Uhhh- It's just trauma, no idea anymore--

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Tommy took one last look at Ranboo and Tubbo, giving them a strong salute.

"Okay, now lock me in." The teen spoke confidently and  fearlessly, thought he was far from it.

The boy turned his back from the entrance as it was blocked off, looking around the small obsidian room.

His breath got caught in his throat as he slowly took a step forward, looking around.

The blonde whispered to himself quietly as he pulled the totem of undying form his pocket, assuring himself that he was safe.

"I-I- I can't go on like this..." He whispered, the words barely audible to even himself. Tears formed in the corner of his eyes, but he refused to let them fall, instantly wiping them away.

The blonde ran a hand through his hair as he closed his eyes, assuring himself that he was okay, "I need to face my fears... I'm safe."

That sense of reassurance soon faded and he opened his eyes again, dropping to the ground. "I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't--" Tommy gripped onto his hair, tugging at it as he choked on his words, tears streaming down his face endlessly.

"TUBBO, RANBOO, LET ME OUT!!" He screamed, crawling over to where the entrance was meant to be. The problem child sobbed as he punched the obsidian repeatedly. He now had dropped the totem on the ground, not even bothering to pick it back up again.

When he heard no noise on the other side he began to panick even more.

Tommy laughed nervously, holding his bruised fist close to his chest. "GUYS! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" He called our to his friends once again, but to no avail.

They weren't coming.

He was alone.

Again...

Tommy laid on the ground, curled up into a ball. He ripped the green bandana from around his back and gripped it tightly. With his injured hand he began to lightly scratch his neck. His neck already had many scratch marks littered around it, scars, so he was only making it worse.

"I don't wanna die again... Please don't let me die... I'm sorry..."

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My writing is just getting worse I feel like pfft-- Sorry it's short, no motivation go brr. -Noi