Whatever it takes

27. Bad Dream

December 19, 4:02 pm
Tommy POV.

Wilbur walked through the door right after Mum had told us some news, she said it wasn't all of it but I could feel what was coming. I wanted to deny it for so long but I can't now. Mum asked Wil to sit down at the table and he did with a horrified expression on his face.

"What's going on?" He asked. He looked between all of us, giving a resentful glare to Dad. Mum took a deep breath and took Wilbur's hands in hers. She looked back at me and gave a weak smile.

"Your father and I are getting a divorce."

Tears were flooding out of my eyes at an even more rapid pace than they already were. No, they couldn't be getting divorced. They promised they'd be together forever. No. Why?

"Who's getting custody?" Was all Wilbur could bring himself to say. "Your father is Wil." Wilbur slammed his fit against the kitchen table, "Bullshit!" Mum looked shocked as tears of her own started slipping down her face.

"Let Dad take Techno. I don't care about him! But what about Tommy? He's only fourteen! For fucks sake, you saw how he was two years ago! Imagine that happening but everyday! I'll get fucking custody of him if I have to!" Wilbur was raging, he slammed his chair down on the ground hard enough for it to break after he got up.

"Wilbur I suggest you calm down and respect your mother." Dad said as he put a cold hand on the shoulder, I shoved it away only for it to return.

"So what does that make me have to respect you as my father? The last time I felt like I had a father was before you adopted that fucking freak!" He yelled as he pointed at Techno. "He's not a freak Wilbur. And yes I do expect respect." His hand felt like it was going to tear my arm off.

"That's just a bunch of petty bullshit. You know you live Techno more than your own children. Your biological children. You treat us like shit while you continue to tell Techno that he's an amazing child, everything you've ever wished for? You fucking compare us to him all the god damn time and I hate it! We're not him!" Their yelling got louder and I had to cover my ears only for my arm to be lightly slapped away.

"You don't have to be him!" Dad yelled back, shoving me slightly as he let go of my shoulder.

"Then why do you tell us to be more like him all the time? Why do you spend more time with him than us? I'm going off to college next year and you've only every cared about where I go because you want me to continue to play! I don't want to! I'm going to leave and I'm never gonna come back!" Wilbur shouted as he moved closer to dad. I dropped to the floor sobbing. It was all too much, the negativity, the reminder that I wasn't good enough for the parents I had to stay with, and the fact that my brother was right.

"If you want to leave so fucking badly then, then go! Leave! Don't come back, I don't fucking care at all." Dad yelled. I sobbed more.

Wilbur huffed, shrugging his shoulders and walked towards the door. "No Wil don't leave!" I screamed in between my cries. A hand appeared on my shoulder and I looked to see Techno, "Look," was all he was able to get out for I shouted, "Fuck you, I hate you!"

And I ran out of the room as my mother sat at the table crying, my father angry and my brother was who knows where in town, and my other brother was just there I guess.

I ran to Wilbur's room and slammed the door shut, turning to the old beanbag as I sobbed more. I was stuck in a household with a father who constantly forgot I existed or was mad at me. And a brother who I hated.

I wanted to call Tubbo but we got into a fight because I got mad he had other friends. I don't really hate Ranboo, I'm just so used to being the only one Tubbo has. Too scared of being replaced when it's already happened. Too scared of losing the only people I care about, and guess where I am now.

Minutes passed before a sod know I came from my door. I said nothing. "Tom, it's your mother." "Come in." I whispered just loud enough for her to hear.

She walked in and we made eye contact, "thought that you'd be in here." She said as she tried to give a smile. "Why can't I live with you?" I asked as she sat down beside me. She sighed, "I'm moving to another state too Tom. You have friends here, you have Tubbo and Ranboo and Purpled. Besides there'd be nothing for you to do in Wyoming anyways. I'm so sorry about this though."

I leaned onto her shoulder and sniffled, "if you were really sorry you'd still be with dad, or you'd make Wilbur come back." "I know, but I can't do that. I'm so sorry. Maybe He'll be back in the morning, if not that's okay. Why don't you just get some sleep okay?" She asked.

I nodded and laid my head against the beanbag, grabbing a blanket off of the bed right above it. Mum smiled at me sadly, missed my forehead and left the room without a word.

I lay in the darkness hopping that this was all just a bad dream and I was going to wake up and everything would all be okay. Mum and Dad would still be together, Wilbur would be happy and here. Techno would also be there I guess. But that was very much unlikely. And with that I drifted off to sleep.
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