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Tubbo
Scared, sad, and lonely.
That was how I felt when Dream had a knife to my throat, drawing blood from my neck as a simple threat. I remembered wondering if my life was really worth that little.
I couldn't understand how I felt lonely, of all things. Tommy was literally right in front of me, pleading for Dream to let me go, and I had everyone else back home; all of my friends. How in the world was I feeling lonely?
I started to wonder about it in such a situation.
With a sword to my throat and the threat of death, I stood there and wondered.
Maybe I felt lonely because I knew I was going to die, no matter what.
Maybe it was because I couldn't do anything to stop the inevitable.
Maybe, somehow, I was feeling lonely because I was alone.
I was alone, in the grand scheme of things.
Not physically alone, of course, but alone in a different sense that would be hard to explain.
I was lonely in the sense that I'd been abandoned as a baby and grew up with a family that wasn't my own.
I was lonely in the sense that I never truly felt included in whatever I would get involuntarily dragged into.
I was lonely in the sense that I never really used to be able to make my own decisions because nobody ever let me.
In the perspective of it all, I was alone.
I didn't really like that feeling; the knowledge of how truly lonely I was.
It was a selfish thing for me to think, really.
It was a selfish thing for me to end it all with my own hands.
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Tommy & Tubbo || Platonic Oneshots
Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED - WRITER NO LONGER ACTIVE] This is just a book of Tommy and Tubbo oneshots, as the title says, and I have put content warnings at the beginnings of any chapters I think need them :) Also, this book is discontinued/completed and I no lo...
