It was the middle of the night when Tommy was woken up by him throwing up blood. He quickly sat up and leaned over the side of his bed, so he wouldn't get more blood over his bed and clothing
It took him a few seconds before he was done throwing up. He had to take a moment to catch his breathe from what just happened
He knew Skeppy was right, at this rate he would eventually pass out from blood loss. He didn't care though. He's been through days of no sleep during exile from paranoia
He then tried to stand up but his legs gave out and he collapsed on the floor with a slight thud sound. He was getting weaker by the second. He was running out of time.....
He turned around, so he was laying on his back. He just stared at the ceiling until he found the strength to move
That took about an hour and a half. He couldn't fully stand up on his own though. Using the walls as support, he hobbled his way over to the chair from when Skeppy was there
He took the seat and felt relaxed. At some point though, the next person who enters his house will be able to smell the amount of blood that decorated his house
He had to clean up soon, but he didn't have the energy or strength to do so. He then decided that he shouldn't bother cleaning. If people find out, then they find out. He couldn't do anything about it
He decided to rest a bit more before doing anything else. After a few minutes of resting he fell asleep without realising it
He woke up in his bed in fresh clothes and new bed sheets. He slowly sat up to see Quackity sat on a chair across from his bed
"Care to explain?"
Quackity asked with a stern look. Tommy sighed whilst putting his hand on his head moving his hair out of his face
"Alright, well.... I'm dying...."
Quackity's expression changed to a shocked look
"Well... I don't even know what to say..."
Quackity said leaning back on the chair
"You don't need to, I know it's not what you really expected but, it's the unfortunate truth..."
Tommy said whilst folding his arms
"Is there anything that can be done?"
"Unfortunately, no... no matter what we do, I'm going to die..."
Quackity couldn't believe what he was hearing. A teenager who had his entire childhood and opportunities in life taken away from him was going to die
"I've been making apologies to everyone I've wronged on the server... you were actually next on the list..."
"Tommy, you have nothing to apologise to me for, you've done nothing wrong to me"
"I just want you to know that anything I have done, I'm sorry for it..."
Quackity leaned down resting his elbows on his knees and resting his head in his hands
"Also... I've gone to Sapnap already, I told him and Karl to apologise to you about forgetting you..."
Quackity shot up staring at Tommy
"D-did you really?..."
Tommy nodded with a smile
"Please don't blame them too much, you also went and built a place without them knowing"
Tommy could see the tears slowly appearing in Quackity's eyes
"Thank you Tommy..."
"Your welcome"
Tommy said with a smile
"You should go now, I've still got others to get to..."
Quackity nodded whilst standing up and walking to the door. He took one last look at Tommy before leaving with a smile and a tear
Tommy laid back down in his bed and decided to sleep in for a bit before doing one of the biggest decisions of his life....
