IRL Tubbo Angst

11

We went outside. The cold spring air hit my face. It was nice. We walked through the forest and back to the old spot we were at. We just laid down and talked about nothing important. I liked this.

My arm started to hurt like hell. I knew i hadn't cut too deep on the new cuts, but what about the old ones? I felt some of my cuts opening again from today, and my arm started getting covered in blood. I quickly hid it under me and prayed for Tommy not to see it until i could change my shirt when we got home.

"What if we head back now?"

"Why? So we can be there if Schlatt comes back?"

"No i just want to go back"

"What is with you these days?? You're always so damn annoyed."

Of course i would get annoyed when you keep provoking me.

"I just get like that when you keep asking questions!!"

"But you can at least try not to sound annoyed it's making me annoyed!!"

I got up. I had had enough of his shit. I completely forgot about my arm until he mentioned it.

"Hey why's your shirt so red?"

"It's just like that"

"No it's not. Give me your arm" He got up.

"No what the hell dude??" I backed up.

"I said give me your arm right now."

I slowly backed away.

"GIVE IT"

I flinched. I didn't like when people shouted at me out of nowhere.

"Sorry.. but can you please give me your arm?"

"I can't, i'm sorry"

I started walking to my house and i heard Tommy walking after behind me. I felt him staring at me, most likely just my arm though. We finally got home and i went upstairs to my room to change. He knocked on the door but i didn't let him in as i was changing. Before taking on my shirt again i looked at my arm covered in blood. "shit.."

"TOMMY CAN YOU GO DOWNSTAIRS SO I CAN CHANGE IN THE BATHROOM??"

"ALRIGHT!"

I heard footsteps walking down the stairs and i went out my room with my shirt covering my chest just in case.

"WHAT THE HELL WHY IS YOUR ARM COVERED IN BLOOD AND CUTS???" he saw it. He also lied about going downstairs.

"I just fell on a bush a few days ago-"

"A BUSH??? A BUSH CANT MAKE THAT MANY CUTS."

"WELL IT DID SO FUCK OFF!!"

I tried running to the bathroom but he grabbed my left arm (which wasn't covered in blood) and saw the cuts on it too.

"Toby.."

"I'm sorry"

I quickly took my arm back and went into the bathroom. I just sat there and cried. I hadn't cried in a while and it felt great.

"Toby i'm sorry.. are you okay in there?" He obviously didn't care seeing as he always shouts at me.

I heard the door open. Fuck I forgot to lock it.

"I didn't mean to shout i'm sorry" He was just looking at me. It was like he actually cared. 'yeah right' i thought.