A Ghost's Guide to Life (MCYT) (Shipping and Language Free)

The Aftermath

Tubbo

Why did this have to happen. Why now. Why just when he thought that everything was going back to something normal.

He was gone.

Tubbo felt like he had gone with him.

The nightmares never stopped. They were always terrible, no matter how many nights he would stay awake. No matter how hard he tried.

He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone. He's-

Tubbo felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned quickly to see Ranboo.

"Are you okay?" He asked quietly.

"Mhm! Sorry, just thinking." He said.

"Tubbo..."

"Yeah?"

"I can tell when your lying to me."

There was a long silence.

"I'm fine."

"No, your not. What's wrong?"

Tubbo shut his eyes tight. "Ranboo... I don't want to talk about it. Please."

Ranboo stared at him sadly. "Alright, but we'll talk later okay?"

Tubbo nodded and Ranboo left. He took a deep breath, then put on a smile. It wasn't the first time, no big deal. It just hurt a lot more this time.

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Tubbo laid in bed, not realizing that he was kicking and muttering again.

He was having that same nightmare as always, but this time there were things added. Blue eyes surrounding him, then they turned red. Then a glowing green.

He got shot with the fireworks. This time Tommy didn't scream. There was no noise. Especially from Tommy.

Tubbo was in his house. He opened a drawer to find two disks; Tommy's, Cat and Mellohi. He grabbed them, then someone grabbed his wrist. He turned to see Tommy, bloody and emotionless.

"You betrayed me."

"You should have been there."

"You were never my friend."

More voices came from his mouth and there should have been.

"Tubbo."

"Tubbo!"

Tubbo jumped up. He was home. He was in bed. He wasnt alone.

He was as safe as he could get.

Ranboo put his hand on his shoulder. "Tubbo," he said quietly. "You had another nightmare again, didn't you?"

Tubbo hid his face in his hands. "He was there, Ranboo."

"Who?"

"Tommy. He was there, and he was," Tubbo tried to form the words. "He was..."

"Why was Tommy there?"

"Because Tommy dead."

There was that thick silence from before. Tubbo realized what he had said.

"Tubbo," Ranboo said cautiously. "What do you mean dead?"

"He- Dream, in the prison."

"But Sam-"

"Sam failed."

"Tubbo," Ranboo tried. "It'll be okay."

Tubbo shook his head. He was still shaking from the nightmare. He felt cold but hot. He just wanted to forget anything, he wanted Ranboo's memory instead.

"Tubbo. You need sleep."

Tubbo knew that he was right. He hadn't gotten actual sleep since, well, he could remember. But he couldn't. He wouldn't; he wouldn't let the nightmares come back. Though his thought might be just as bad.

"You sleep, I'll stay awake in case you have another one, okay?"

"Okay.." Tubbo laid his head back down on his pillow. He closed his eyes, and made yet another attempt to sleep.