Why care..? (Tommyinnit angst)

Chapter 8

Wilbur POV:

I stared at Tommy when he left the table. Why did he leave so suddenly? Maybe i was overthinking again, and yet he has been acting quite suspicious.

 Well the whole reason for this trip is to make Toms feel better, and make sure we're here for him. 

i stood up from my seat, and began walking to the bathroom. "where are you going mate?" Phil asked me. "i have an important phone call with someone." I lied, and kept walking.

I went to the bathroom and knocked. "Tom?" i called out. 

There wasn't a response. I knocked again. "Are ok in there?"

"i'm fine" Tommy practically spat at me. "Tommy i was just checking on you, no need to be so rude." I said, with slight anger in my tone.

 "I said i'm fine, leave me alone." He said again, slightly louder this time. "then come out of there!" i said back. 

There was a slight hesitation, but then the door opened. He looked a little pissed, even though he had nothing to be pissed about. "are you happy?" He asked, with spite in his tone. 

"Look Tommy i want you to know we're always here for yo-" I said coming closer to him. 

Suddenly. He pushed me.

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"Look Tommy i want you to know we're always here for yo-" Wilbur started walking closer to Tommy. Tommy panicked, seeing the only time anyone walked closer to him, was to hurt him.

 Hee instinctively pushed Wilbur, making him hit the wall. Wilbur raised his head, anger fuming in his eyes.

"what has gotten into you!?" The oby flinched, but it couldn't be helped. "i-i'm sorry." He stammered out, suddenly loosing all anger.

 He then slowly but surely wobbled back to his room. Wilbur immediatly felt regret rise in him, over him getting so hyped up over a push. 

He really wanted to make sure Tommy was alright, but he thought he might have wanted some alone time.

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I strutted back to my room, Feeling really guilty. Why did i push Wilbur? All he tried to do was help me! I flopped on my bed, letting silent sobs escape me.

 I was just a neusance to everyone. Why did i agree to come if I knew I would ruin it all? Because i'm selfish. That's why.

I rummaged through my stuff, to find one of the many blades i packed on the way here.

=TW STARTS HERE=

i know i shouldn't do this, but all the pain in my heart needed to released somehow. Figuring that nobody cared enough about me to open up to them, this was the only way.

I started dragging against my pale skin, immediatly feeling pain. It was an unbearable sensation, no matter how much i did it, it always hurt the same.

 I sat there muffled crying, knowing that i deserved this pain. this agony.

And slowly this pain pleased me in some sort of weird way. 

I made 2 new cuts. I hated and loved the smell of my blood leaving my body, tormenting and teasing me for what i just did.

=TW ENDS HERE=

the burning sensation on my arms only got worse the next hour. It was getting pretty late, so i decided to maybe try to sleep. when i finished putting my pajamas on, i heard a slight knock.

"Hey Toms. I'm really sorry about what happened. I was just worried for you, and i guess i have a weird way of expressing it. Can i please come in, i want to speak with you."

My eyes were still a little wet from crying, so i wiped it away, and put my fingers through my hair.

"yeah ok, i guess." I muttered, barely audible. Wilbur let out an audible sigh, and stepped in. He actually looked genuinly sorry. But for what. I'm the one that pushed him, is he sad that I even got the chance to hurt him?

"Hey Tommy..." Wilbur trailed off. I looked down, trying to avoid eyecontact. "I'm sorry about before, i genuinly didn't mean too." I said with a shaky voice.

Before i knew it i was embraced in a warm, tight hug. "You have nothing to apologise for. We all have bad days. Despite my deepest efforts, i started crying again. I balled my eyes out, while the adult rubbed in circles on my back.

It's like he knew what i was feeling. But how? I have been working so hard to conceal everything, and i'm going to let him ruin it for me!?

When my crying slowed me down, wilbur sat me on the bed. I refused to make eyecontact, since that would have been too awkward.

"wait for me a bit, ok?" He suddenly said, speedwalking to his room. "Alright..." i trailed off, knowing that he probably didn't hear me.

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Wilbur rushed through the hall, down to his room. On the way there he met his neighboor, Techno. "What has you gotten running, and why are you up so late?" He asked in his usual monotone voice. Wilbur lifted and checked the time. 2:47 AM (A/N AYYYYY) "I could ask you the same thing, Mr. Blade." Wilbur spoke hushed, careful not to wake up Phil. "You know me and my sleep schedule." He spoke. 

"well i'm going to get my guitar, and play a song for Toms. Right now he's down in the dumps, and thats the least i could do." Wilbur spoke, rubbing the back of his neck.

"remember, don't let him overwork himself, i know firsthand that it's a bad idea, especially at that age. He might feel like he owes the viewers, like it's his fault if they're unhappy. Just make sure he does not go in the same rabbit hole i did." Techno said.

"I won't"  Wilbur said, with a slight chuckle.

Wilbur then carried on into his room, to grab his guitar, and walked back to the room.

There Tommy was laying, his full 6'1 self. The bed was definetly made for someone smaller than him. Wilbur let out a slight giggle, before Tommy noticed him.

"Welcome back, big man." Tommy said, with a grin.

Wilbur could hear the raspiness in his voice, but it was most likely from the downpour he had earlier.

Wilbur just smiled, and sat infront of the bed with his instrument.

he then started playing Tubilee line.

(Your city gave me asthma)

Wilbur's soothing(see what i did there) voice calmed the boy down.

(So that's why i'm fucking leaving)

Tommy's eyes began to droop. slowly closing in.

(and your water gave me cancer)

And before Tommy knew it

(and the pavement hurt my feelings)

Tommy was sound asleep, listening to the blissful music of Wilbur Soot.

words: 190 

Time: 3 hours

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