Flowers

They beckon me.

It was quite awkward walking with Tommy again. It felt.. Different. Forced, even. Tubbo loved Tommy to pieces! He was his best friend, after all! It's just.. It didn't feel.. Real. It felt.. Gross. And weird. And.. Like it wasn't meant to happen.
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He was being ungrateful. Tubbo should be happy! He never gets to see Tommy anymore! And maybe the feelings are just him unused to hanging out. Yeah.. That sounded right.

"Soooo.. How have you been, Toms?"
"Good, good. Been getting all the ladies, and talking with teachers, and junk."
"Oh that's great-"
"Oh! Did I tell you that Wilbur said"-

Tubbo stopped listening. He absolutely hated when Tommy did that. When Tommy would just cut in front of whatever he was saying to talk about Wilbur or someone. This was THEIR time.. The brunette wanted to hear about TOMMY'S accomplishments and how he was and who he hung out with and junk. Not about fucking Wilbur. Not about how great of a person he is. Or how much Tommy admires him.
To be frank, Tubbo couldn't give a shit about the much older brunette. Especially not after the accident.

Tw: Shouting, arguing, swearing, mentions of gore/body horror(?)

Tubbo glared at the older, feeling as the tears whelmed up in his eyes. Wilbur was there. He witnessed the accident. Why didn't he stop it. Why didn't he try saving Tubbo? Why. Why. WHY. WHY.
" Tubbo.. C'mon now.."
"Wilbur, get the fuck away from me."
"Don't swear at me, Tubbo."
"Or what?"
He stared at Wilbur, waiting for a response. He wanted help. He didn't feel safe. He saw how the older strained his throat to keep himself from screaming his head off at him. He couldn't care. He couldn't.
"... I was there, Tubbo.. I-I could've saved you!"
The tears began to fall.
"But you didn't."
He was right. Wilbur didn't save him. Wilbur didn't try and push him out of the way, or tell the kid that was messing with the fire work to knock it off. He didn't say a fucking thing. He didn't warn anyone or anything. He just stood there with his precious fucking "girlfriend" Sally. He didn't care. He never fucking cared for Tubbo. It was obvious. The brunette was so confused on how he didn't see it prior. How he didn't notice that someone he considered a brother and friend was just using him. Using him for information. For power.
Tubbo was nothing but a pawn to Wilbur, and his actions proved it. Yet..
As much as the younger wanted to hate the taller for it, he couldn't. He couldn't, he just couldn't. The idea of hating him hurt way more than it should've. He SHOULD'VE been able to hate him.

"Tubbo. I tried- I really fucking did-"
"Oh yeah? You did? LOOK AT ME, WILBUR! I LOOK LIKE SHIT AND FEEL LIKE SHIT AND YOU HAVEN'T ASKED ME ABOUT HOW I FELT ONCE THIS ENTIRE TIME!-"
"OH IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU! OH I'M TUBBO AND I'M THE CENTER OF ATTENTION-"
"I don't think like that-"
"THEN START FUCKING ACT LIKE HOW YOU THINK, YOU LITTLE FREAK."
The younger brunette stared up at the older, his tears becoming a great waterfall. Just pouring out of his eyes at all times. The yelling. The screaming it wouldn't stop. What the kids at school called him. What Wilbur called him. It rang out in the back of his mind, as though there was no way of escaping.
Freak.
Loser.
Gross pig.
Ugly.
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Tubbo began imaging what people saw him like. How Wilbur probably looked down on him as though he weren't an equal.
".. Wilbur.. It- it hurts.."
"I know, Tubbo, I know.."
"It hurts so fucking much, man.. Its as though my body isn't even my own anymore.. I can't do it anymore, I just can't."
"..."
"Wilbur, you can see my ribs.. My actual ribs poking through my muscle.. It hurts.. It hurts so much.. I'm always sore and- I can't even recognize my own face.."
"Tubbo, I-"
"You didn't even recognize me! Haha! You thought I was this weird, mentally deranged kid, did you not?"
Tubbo tried laughing, but to no avail. The tears just didn't stop. The didn't stop clogging up his throat, or make it harder to see. They didn't help at all. The younger brunette sobbed, before falling to his knees.

It was quiet for a little, coming from Wilbur. Little to no noise was there. Except Tubbo's crying, of course. Just for a little, the smaller brunette truly believed that maybe.. Just maybe., Wilbur would come comfort him. But he was wrong. He was so fucking wrong. There were footsteps, as Wilbur walked away, leaving Tubbo all alone. Sobbing. Defenceless.. By himself.

Tw over!!

Tubbo quickly snapped back out of his little flashback when Tommy mentioned something. Something about a tall guy. That always wore a mask. And seemed pale.. And was American. Something about.. Ranboo?
"He came up to me earlier and offered me a flower. I called him a dickhead and a stalker since it was an alliumn flower and those are my favourites-"
"Why'd you call him a dickhead, Tommy??"
"Because! I don't know him and you don't randomly give someone a flower!"
"Tommyyyy"
"Why do you care so much?! Do you know him??"
.. Why did Tubbo care so much? It's not like he knee Ranboo his whole life but still. For some reason, Tubbo felt the need to defend the taller dirty blonde with everything he had.
"Because- I just think that you shouldn't be mean to him! I heard he's a very sweet guy and was probably just trying to make you happ-"
"Hey, hey, hey.. Calm down now. Here. Have a bee pop."
"WHERE'D YOU GET A BEE POP? OH I LOVE BEES!!! GIMME GIMME!"
At Tubbo's sudden change in mood, Tommy quickly laughed and gave the smaller the bee pop.. Tubbo didn't know why he was so excited. It was a pop. But for some reason, it made Tubbo extremely happy.
"Tubzzzz!! Stop daydreaming! We're here!"
"Awwwwh.. I don't wanna go to classssss."
"So you wanna skip?"
The question caught Tubbo off guard. He never imagined that Tommy would offer to skip with him. Not that.. The brunette wanted to skip or anything.. Okay, maybe he did. But that was besides the point.
".. Yeah-"
"Then let's gooooo!!"
And before the brunette could even comprehend the situation, the blonde had began tugging him away from the classroom, exclaiming how happy he was to have this time together.
"Like old times!"
He said enthusiastically.
"We'll rule this school like old times!"

It felt weird still.. Just suddenly hanging out with Tommy out of the blue. But.. Tubbo missed him so much.. So the brunette just smiled and laughed along side.
Like old times.

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