Jealousy, Where do I even begin? | tommyinnit angst

2 ... Remember.

Wilbur POV

Tommy doesn't remember me?

Doesn't remember every memory we've had together? Seriously..?

"Tommy." I was still in the room with him, he was awake, Ranboo left too.

"Yeah.." Tommy turned his head up at me.

"You seriously don't remember a thing.?" I walked over to the side of his bed.

He shook his head no, my eyes went wide. I had a small hope that he maybe lied. But no.

Nothing.

"Not even when we were little? Not even when we went camping? Not even.. Not even when— I don't know.. Why. Why only me?.." I felt tears fill my eyes again, I need to be strong. I wiped my eyes.

"I'm sorry.. I don't remember a thing. I don't know why it's only you." Tommy seethed.

I looked at him with painful eyes, then smiled.

"It's okay, Tommy."

Tommy looked up at me, happiness in his eyes.
I'm going to do my best to treat him right.

I won't hurt him again, I'll do anything to make him remember.

"I love you, i'll see you tomorrow." I miss
him. He's quite literally a stranger, a stranger I know everything about.

"Goodnight." Tommy said, I felt pain rush through my veins. He can't even care for me, what makes me think he'll love me back.
I miss my brother.

I shut off the light, walking out of the hospital room, feeling like there was a storm cloud over my head.

I checked out of the hospital, standing on the curb of the street. I sighed to myself, pulling out my cigarettes. I lit it and started smoking, opening my phone.

I called Karl,
ringing played..
Voicemail?

Where is he—

Oh.. It's 2 AM..?

I called Techno.

"Hello..?" Techno croaked.

"Techno! Can you come pick me up?"

"Wh-WHAT?! Are you crazy?! Hell no, it's way too late!!" Techno shouted over the phone.

"What?! What do I do then!" I cried.

Techno became even more angered, "Wilbur! That's your fault you wanted to stay! Walk home!!" He screamed.

I tried talking but he instantly hung up.. He doesn't understand why I stayed? Does he..
I threw my cigarette to the floor in a rage, beginning to walk home. No.

Im not walking home, I'll just stay in the hospital for the night. I checked back into the hospital, explaining why. I trotted slowly back into Tommy's room. I hate seeing him in that bed, I hate it so much. I sat down in a chair, keeping my eyes wide open as tears filled them. I can't stop thinking about my old self, my old relationships, my old family— What happened to me?!