MY unfinished symphony

both prisoners in different ways

dream-

he hands me armor etc. "how did you get past SAM?" he smiled. "i took away one of his lives". at this i was a little nervous...  once we got out i followed him. "where are we going?" i asked.

 "somewhere you can never be found, you won't go back to the prison ever again." at this i was satisfied. eventually we came apon a small cabin... i look at wilbur skeptically.. "a cabin?" i say slightly annoyed. 

"don't judge a book by it's cover." he smiled but it didn't look right.... we went into the cabin and wilbur made a switch, then we went down a latter.... it took almost 3 minutes... 

"how deep is this thing?" i asked. "well the thing inside is very valuable and precious, to me its everything, so i take no chance in losing it..." at this i wondered...

he has been dead for years.. what could be this valuable?! once we got down we went down a hallway which took another 10 minutes! then we got to a line of iron doors... he has a different key for each one... 

again what could possibly be worth all this?! once we get to a final door... "now do not break it, do not damage it". i nodded... he opened the door... to a house? there's a kitchen, living room, a hallway i am guessing has bedrooms... wait... 

"wilbur why are there three bedrooms?" i ask and he just smiles.... wilbur opens a locked door and puts away his armor and weapons. "ahem" he looks at me. i reluctantly do the same... 

wilbur and me left the room and locked it, then i heard some movement... wilbur smiled. "i'm home!!" he yelled.. at this Tommy came running in, i went to stop him from charging at wilbur but wilbur stopped me..? 

now i was officially freaked out and confused... wilbur noticed my confusion and set Tommy down. "why don't you go back to sleep i'll read you a bedtime story, you can play in there until i come and read you it if you behave.." at this Tommy smiled bright and ran back into his room.....

"OK wilbur you have some f*cking explaining to do!" i turn to him. "shhh Tommy doesn't like yelling.." wilbur said and we both sat in the living room on the couches. "dream, you know how it felt like even with l'manburg gone, the symphony was still going?" 

i thought for a moment, i guess? "well i finally figured it out, its not lmanburg it's Tommy! think about it, he started lmanburg, he was the one who fought and brought us all together, even in pogtopia i felt something stopping me from pressing the button, Tommy, then once i came back i saw lmanburg gone, but i still felt it in the air, i wondered what it was until i noticed that everything connects to Tommy!" wilbur was talking like a mad man, at the same time i am a mad man.

 "haven't you ever wondered why? why you wanted Tommy's discs? you don't care about the discs, but they were your key to control Tommy!, you lost everything trying to get Tommy, but why?!" at this i froze... why did i do all that? 

"but that doesn't explain why Tommy is acting how he did when he was like 8? he acts like a literal child, and more then ever, what did you do to him?" at this wilbur laughed. "remember how i used to own a drug van?" i nodded.

 "well i have been creating drugs and i made one that makes his thought processing and maturity levels lower, also it gives him a warm feeling whenever he is being good and a cold one when bad." wilbur smiled proud of himself... 

but this just doesn't feel right, this feels messed up.... but who am i to judge...

wilbur-

"OK so i am willing to make a deal, if you take care of Tommy whenever i am gone, then i will provide you refuge and food." dream looked shocked. "you realize i killed him right?" 

at this felt anger and smiled. "well you can also revive him, but lets hope you never have to for your sake." then explain to dream what to feed Tommy, and how to take care of him, and what drugs to give him. and left.

dream-

what have i gotten myself into? well at least Tommy seems easier... "hello?" i turn and see Tommy fiddling with his fingers, he does that when nervous, i look over and there is a small book on the counter. it seems wilbur wrote a book on what to do with Tommy? 

i went to bed, but woke up with Tommy by me...?!?!?! (not a ship, Tommy got a nightmare, and wilbur usually lets him sleep in the same bed as brotherly love!!!!).

 i get up and see tear marks down his cheeks? this whole situation feels wrong... i got into the kitchen and heat up some Ramon. "what the F*ck is going on?!" i hear Tommy yell, but he sounds less.... kid-like? 

i run into my room to see no Tommy... i know Tommy, he is probably hiding.... i open the closet and he is in there shaking violently. 

"i'm sorry wilbur i am sorry, please i don't want to take the meds..!!!" next thing i did shocked me, i hugged him... 

"wait... dream?!" he fell over onto his back... "he backed up from me shaking once again. "no please please" he was mumbling to himself? 

"Tommy whats going on?" at this he tensed. "whats going on? its not like you to care about me? is this another trick wilbur?!" he spat keeping a distance... 

"i'm not wilbur Tommy, and i am not going to hurt you..." at this he loosens but then tightens again, "wilbur always said that and look where i am now!" tears were streaming down his face, this was a rare sight, Tommy never cries. 

"i don't even know if your real or not, i don't know anything anymore!" he fell to his knees his face in his hands... 

"Tommy, look i know i messed up but i am actually worried..." i bring him to the bed and we sit down.. "how did this happen?" Tommy immidiantly started to shake and tears ran down... 

"wilbur came back, but then he was gone for a week, i thought he just needed space... then one night i went for a walk down the prime path, and then he chased me into the woods and put a needle in me and everything went black, i woke up here, he kept saying how i was his symphony, i didn't understand, i tried to reason with him, but when i tried to escape, i realized he drugged my food with weakness... then i escaped, i ran to Nikki's and stayed there, but then i went outside, wilbur came and chloroformed me, he made me all bloody and bruised.. he was so mad.... but then after a bit he didn't visit me as often, then one night he gave me something, and out of nowhere i feel and act like a drunk person... he says he wants the old Tommy back, and hurts me if i don't take the meds, but whenever i do its like thoughts are being forced into me, like i have no control...." at this he was done, and stared at me emotionless... and i couldn't help but think...

is this my fault?...