exhausted

chapter 1

Trigger warning: self harm
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"Goodbye chat!" I said before raiding Tubbo. I sighed, not knowing what to do now. I didn't really want to bother anyone cause what if they'd leave me like my parents did? I sighed again before walking to the fridge, grabbing a monster energy drink. I walked back upstairs and sat down in my chair, editing for my new video.

/time skip 3 hours later/

I finished editing as I got a call from the sleepy bois + Tubbo...so I joined, putting on my fake 'happy' face.

"Hey guys!" I yelled out as I got 'hey Tommy's back from everyone.

"So I decided we could all meet up and go camping! Like a sbi + Tubbo meetup!" Wilbur yelled in joy.

"When?" Techno asked

"Ah, the following two weeks? Tommy and tubbo would need permission though." Wilbur added

"That'll work for me" techno spoke

"Yeah, same! I can't wait" Phil said smiling

"LET ME ASK MY PARENTS REAL QUICK!" Tubbo said running out of his room as we heard him yell 'mommm, dadddd' out.

"I'll ask motherinnit as fatherinnit is on business trip!" I said walking out knowing damn well I've been abandoned for 1 year now. I just had to act like they said yes and ask wilbur if he could come pick me up? So simple! I walked to the kitchen, grabbing another monster as I saw a knife laying on the table. I pulled my sleeves up and stared at it as many deep cuts with dried blood on it. I shake my head pulling my sleeves back up. 'Not now, later. Cant risk it' I thought walking back upstairs, hiding the monster drink behind my back and setting it on the desk making sure no one saw it. I couldn't risk it, what if they found out that was the only thing I drank? They'd make me drink water or some other shit!

"Motherinnit approved if you came to pick me up as she has work to do next week. She sometimes sleeps on hotel as her work is far far away!" I said un-muting myself.

"Alright! I'll pick you up on Monday at 10 am!" Wilbur said cheerfully.

"And Tubbo??" I asked yelling a bit.

"I CAN GOO" he yelled back as I cheered. After about one hour in call I left. I sighed and layed on bed staring at the ceiling. I opened the monster and drank a bit. I grabbed the pocket knife that layed on my desk for a while and slowly got up and went to the bathroom. I pulled up my sleeves and slowly I dig the knife in my arm, blood streaming down my wrists on the ground. After about 10 minutes I had multiple deep fresh cuts on each wrist and some on my hips and thighs. I bandaged them and went to bed only to watch Netflix or YouTube on my phone for the whole night.

(490 words)