A.N. Another short Chapter. I apologize, I still have writer's block T_T. Anyways Enjoy! No songs for this chapter since its short :p
[start of chapter 7]
Tommy POV (after waking up)
Crap I feel asleep. Where's Wilbur? Oh, he's asleep too? Figures, wait I didn't just spill my guts right? That was a dream, just a dream. Probably right? Whatever it'll be fine I'm going back to my room.
I walk back to my room to still see the same unpacked bag on my floor. I mean what's the point of unpacking? I have to leave soon anyways. It's already the second day, I should probably leave tomorrow however I can.
As I'm sitting on my bed I remember. SHIT! My concealer, I left it in the bathroom. I open my door and head to the bathroom and I walk a bit quicker after I realize Techno and Phil are home. I can see Techno peeking out of the corner of his door, but I ignore it. I just hope he didn't go in the bathroom or at least not notice the concealer if he did. I open the bathroom door and see that the towel was in the exact same spot. Thank God. I lift the towel and grab the concealer and shove it into my cargo pockets.
I leave the bathroom and walk quietly to my room. Once I get in my room I lock the door. I take off my hoodie to just stare at my arms. I see the concealer, I flex my arm to see nothing there. Why is nothing there? There needs to be something there. I angrily wipe the concealed of with the inside of my hoodie. And there they were. It felt familiar and then I remembered.
2 months before leaving.
I stare down at the blood trickling from my arms to my white bed sheets. What if they find out? .... What if I want them too, what if I want help? That's crazy. I don't deserve it. My heart is telling me to go pull the bandages out of my closet, while my mind is entranced. The cold red trickle, you would think it hurt, but it didn't. It was like I was watching someone else. I get light headed and I walk slowly to get the bandages. I bandage my arms and fall to my bed. Pitch black. When I wake up I try to get the blood out of my sheets. Unsuccessful. I just said when I was walking home I took a short cut and scraped my knee and I was really tired when I got home so I went to bed.
It felt the exact same. Except I wasn't bleeding now, it was my imagination. Well at least it was the same until I heard a knock and then a rustle on my door knob.
"Tommy?" Shit. It's Techno, at least it's not Wilbur.
"One second." I scramble to put my hoodie over my head and make sure it is long enough to cover the concealer in my pocket.
"Why's the door locked Tommy?" I barely open the door.
" Hello Techno." I say keep the door barely open.
"Uh Tommy?"
"Yes, Techno?"
"Could I come in a little more?"
"Ok I guess" "Prick" I mutter.
"Thought you were asleep Tommy." Techno said as he walked over and sat on my bed. I followed him, however I did not sit.
"Well, I woke up." Can Techno just get out... I guess he's better than Wilbur at the moment though.
Techno's eyes turn to the unpacked bag
"Tommy?"
"Yea?"
"Why haven't you unpacked yet?"
"Cause I'm not staying, remember?"
"Sure Tommy." "Anything you wanna tell me?" Is he talking about the concealer? Was he in the bathroom while I was asleep? I'm just being paranoid right? Theres no way.
"Not really."
"Ok. Well get some sleep."
"I was falling asleep before you knocked on my door, geez."
Techno walked out and scoffed like the bitch he is.
[end of chapter 7] (640 words)
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