The Minecraft Brothers 3 - Luck

6 Changeing

Mentions of (thinking) about self harm and almost doing it
Take care when reading
You have been warned

Tommy and Tubbo's room
5pm

(Tubbo pov)

!mentions of (thinking) and almost doing it!

I should be happy. It is Wilbur's 18, I should be celebrating with him. I- I should be with the family.
But I am not.
I am in my room. I am in my room, with a sharp rock.
I know I shouldn't, but I feel like I should. It may feel good to know I have payed for everything I have done wrong. Maybe if I only do it once? I wouldn't pay for everything, but that shouldn't upset the others, right? They don't really care for me after all. Do they? Surely they don't.
I picked up the rock and put it right on my arm.

"TUBBO!" Tommy ran into the room.
I looked at him. He looked shocked.
"T- Tommy, th- this isn't-"
"Tubbo, where you really-"
"Tommy- I- I-" I looked at him. "J- just leave."
"Tubbo, don't." He locked the door.
"I- Leave." I said.
I was about to move the rock when Tommy ran and knocked the rock. The rock cut my skin and fell on the floor.
"OW!" Me and Tommy yelled. We lay next to each other.
"TOMMY! WHAT- what?" I looked at him.
"Tubbo, you don't want to do it." He said.
"No, I don't have to. You did." I showed him my arm.
"I- I'm sorry." Tommy said.
I noticed blood on his hand. He looked at it.
"I- I hurt myself too." He looked at me.
We sat up and leaned against Tommy's bed.
"Why did you do that!?" I yelled.
"You are not gunna hurt yourself!" Tommy said.
"What if I want to?" I held the rock on my arm again.
"Tubbo! You don't want to!" Tommy tried to take the rock. I wouldn't let go.
"Tommy!" I pulled on the rock. "Give it back!"
"Never!" Tommy took the rock. He opened the window and threw it out.
"TOMMY!" I said.
"You better not have any more." Tommy said.
"I DON'T! How am I meant to hurt myself now?"
"YOUR NOT TUBBO!" Tommy yelled. He pulled me into a hug.
"Tom- Tommy I- I'm s- so- so sor- sorry." I hugged him.
"Promise me you will never, NEVER, pull a stunt like that again."
"I- I can't promise." I hugged him.
"Please Tubbo."
"I-"
"Don't do it. Look, you know I said I would tell you? I- I uses to do it."
"What?" I looked at him.
"We are not gunna talk about this any more. Not about me. But you? Oh, do we need to talk." Tommy said.
"But why?"
"You said it yourself. It gets worse if you don't talk about it."
"I- Ow!" I gripped my horns and fell to my knees. "OW!"
"Tubbo!" Tommy sat infront of me. "Tubbo, your okay, it is gunna be fine, Tommy is here." Tommy said.
"Horns. Th- they're growing." I said.
"Your strong. This has happened before. You can do it."
"I- Tom- Tom- Tom-  ARGH I- I can't." I held his arms.
"You can."
"Tommy."
"Yeah?"
"I hate the horns." I looked at him.
"Tubbo-"
"They hurt. I hate them. I look awful with them."
"You don't."
"I do!"

There was a knock at the door.
"Boys?" Kristin asked. "Open the door."
"Stay strong." Tommy said. He opened the door.
"Oh my gosh!" She ran and hugged me.
"His horns are growing." Tommy said.
"Poor thing." Kristin stroked my ears.
"He- he also has be-"
"SHUT UP TOMMY!" I yelled.
"Tubbo? What is it?" Kristin asked.
"Nothing." I looked out the window to see if the rock had landed on the conservatory roof. I could try to reach it if it had.
"What are you looking for?" Kristin asked.
"Nothing." I replied.
"The rock is in the garden Tubbo." Tommy said.
"You are getting me a sharper one!" I held his collar.
"Tubbo!" Kristin pulled me off him.
"Let go!" I said.
She placed me on my bed.
"What's going on?" She asked.
"NOTHING!" I yelled.
"TUBBO IS TRYING TO DO SELF HARM!" Tommy yelled.
"I'M NOT!"
"HE HAD A SHARP ROCK AND WAS ABOUT TO DO IT WHEN I CAME IN."
Kristin looked at me. "Is this true?"
"NO I-" I lied.
"Truth Tubbo."
"FINE! I WAS! WHY DOES IT MATTER?" I curled up into a ball.
Kristin hugged me. "Tubbo, I can't believe it." She said.
"Why do you care?"
"You are my son! Of cause I care."
Phil ran in. "Okay, I only heard parts off the yelling, but I heard self harm, and you better explain and tell me THE TRUTH now."
"GO AWAY! EVERYONE!" I yelled.
"Tubbo? You- you really were gunna do it, weren't you?" Phil sat next to me.
"It- it doesn't matter." I started to cry.
"Tubbo." Phil hugged me.
"He had a sharp rock. He was gunna cut himself. I accidentally cut him, and me, with the rock but- he still wants to hurt himself." Tommy said.
"Just- STOP!" I called. "You gunna tell them all of my secrets? Why don't I tell them YOU used to do self harm?" I pointed at Tommy.
"Okay, maybe I did. It was 8 years ago and I only did it twice. I admit that. But at least I am not denying like you."
I ran out the room. I got some shoes on and ran out the house.
I ran. I ran and ran and ran and ran.
I only stopped when my legs couldn't carry me anymore. I sat with my back on a tree and cried. I just cried.
"Why? What is wrong with me? Why?" I wiped my eyes.

"Tubbo?"

I looked to where the voice came from. It was Jschlatt.
"S- Schlatt?" I asked.
"Tubbo, are you okay?" He asked.
"No, no, everything is going wrong. Why am I so unlucky?"

HA HA
I AM MEAN

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