Chapter 16: Whispers

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I watched in horror as Tubbo was shoved into the back of an ambulance, a group of paramedics surrounding him and a very distressed Karl following close behind.

I was so fixated on the scene, I didn't realize Wilbur was pulling me into a car.

This can't be real right? I have to be dreaming again.

I started to press my palm against my leg, getting more aggressive as time went on.

Why isn't anyone telling me anything?

I tried a few times to ask what was going on but was ignored every time, everyone was too lost in thought to even realize I was there.

I continued to palm my leg.

Goddammit Tommy just wake up.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by someone grabbing my wrist.

"Tommy, it's okay. Everything's going to be fine. Just take some deep breaths with me."

I wasn't sure who it was or even where I was but I tried my best to copy their breathing.

After what felt like hours, I could finally make out my surroundings. I was sitting in a car on the left window seat, next to Dream. Wilbur was in the passenger seat and Sapnap was on the other side of Dream, I couldn't make out who was driving.

"Dream?" I questioned, still not fully believing I was awake.

"I'm right here!" Dream nodded, as he moved in to hug me.

"Where's George?" I really need him more than I care to admit right now.

I watched as Sapnap and Dream shared a concerned look.

"He's on a plane right now." Dream answered as he and the rest of the car visibly tensed up, afraid of my reaction.

"He was going to say goodbye but you were asleep and he didn't want to wake you up. He wanted to tell you but it was really last minute." Dream added.

What the fuck.

I was so overwhelmed at that point. Theirs too much to process right now.

"Wh- where's he go- going?" I managed to get out between sobs. Weird, I didn't even realize I was crying.

"He had to go back home for a few weeks, his mom has cancer and they don't think she's going to make it." Dream hesitantly answered.

I just nodded.

"OK what about Tubbo?" I asked, trying to calm myself down.

The car shared another concerned look, while Wilbur nodded at Dream.

"Well, Karl found him in the bathroom. H- he over- overdosed." Wilbur answered, tearing up.

I felt another rush of unexplained feelings. I wanted so badly to jump out of the car, yell at the sky, punch the ground, cry until I passed out, but all I could get myself to do was sit there in disbelief.

Time skip to hospital waiting room:

Sitting in the waiting room was torture. I watched the clock across from me, each tick feeling like hours and each minute feeling like decades.

Finally Karl came out with a nurse.

"Tommy, do you want to come see him?" Karl asked making eye contact with me.

"Yes!" I instantly jumped out of my seat.

I walked with the nurse and Karl down a hallway full of doors, stopping at one numbered 105.

"Okay before you go in, I have to warn you, it's a lot." Karl said, hand hovering over the door knob.

I just nodded and followed him in.

He was right. I definitely wasn't ready for what I saw.

The person sleeping in that bed was not Tubbo. They had all sorts of tubes coming out of them and looked sickly pale. There's no way that can be him, he looks dead. My Tubbo's not dead. Right?

I walked over to him, picking up his hand.

"Tubbo, how could you? You had so many people that loved you." I whispered to him, knowing he couldn't hear me.

I'm not sure how long I stood there holding his hand but at some point Karl took me back to the waiting room, where I fell asleep.

The next few days went by pretty much the same way. Wake up, cry with everyone else in the waiting room, eat something small, visit Tubbo, sleep, repeat.

It had been at least a week with no sign of him waking up, and not to mention no word from George.

One night I woke up, catching one of Sapnap and Dream's conversations.

"I'm worried about George, I know he wants to be there for his mom, but it's not good for his mental health. And with everything going on with Tubbo, it's not good for Tommy's either. He's the only one the kid listens to." Dream whispered.

"Yeah, and no offense to his mom, but that bitch kind of deserves it. Karmas finally doing its job." Sapnap whispered back.

"Sap." Dream almost scolded him.

"What I'm not wrong. Besides, what if she does it again? We finally got him in a good place, what if she fucks it up and he comes back worse?" Sapnap defended himself.

A/N: I got really motivated and finished the book today! I'm trying to decide if I just want to post the rest of it now or drag it out lol.

Ily all and I really hope you like the ending! I'm so excited to publish it! 💖

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