He mostly heard the words chat and donations. Was Phil a streamer? Man, Tommy always wanted to be a streamer but everyone told him that he wouldn't succeed, or even let him stream. So he didn't really want to anymore, because he grew anxious of doing so anyways.
Tommy got snapped out his toughts as he heard his door open. He looked up a bit to be met with the water blue eyes of the beach blonde.
"Oh- Tommy! I tought I head something. What brings you here?" The older said. "O-Oh, just heard something by your room, sorry." The golden blonde quietly said so confident at the fact that he finally didn't sound so weak for once. "Yeah, I'm just streaming. Do you want to meet my chat?" Phil said. Tommy's eyes widened. He felt kinda anxious of the idea. What if he did something wrong and Philza would be mad at him? The boy still nodded tough, he didn't want to upset Philza.
He let's the kid sit in his chair and talks to his chat again. "Hey chat! My new son, Tommy just was a bit curious." He said with a smile. Tommy awkwardly waved and gave a nervous smile. The chat was filled with 'POG's and 'Hey Tommy!'s. The golden blonde's nerves calmed down a bit at all the nice comments. Wow! He's never really seen a chat with only nice people.
After an hour or 2 they ended the stream and decided to just chill for the rest of the day. Tommy just decided to prevent growing more suspicion and ate half of his plates without purging since he still had a feeling that someone was gonna hear it, and it killed him. He ess only getting fatter, so he decided that he wouldn't eat anything at all for a few days, if he would even stay here for long enough. After the long day Tommy got to bed. And to his suprise he actually slept really good again.
When the golden blonde woke up he was actually questioning a lot of things. It was around his 4th day here and he still didn't get returned or abused yet. Well, besides Techno. Tommy still tought that the pinkette did beat him up because of that nightmare.
This family was planning something, weren't they? Tommy went downstairs and was a bit surprised when he saw no one. However, he did see a left note on the kitchen table and went to take a look at it.
Note:
Hey Tommy,
I just wanna update you that me and Wil won't be home for a while since I have to to a work meeting and Wilbur is at his best friend's house.
Don't worry tough! Techno is still home and will take care of you in the meanwhile.
Love, Phil.
Tommy his worry goes away a bit. Worry? Although it does come back as he read the last part. Yep, remember how it said 'don't worry Techno will be there in the meanwhile'? Yeah, now he was doing the exact opposite.
His panicking increases when he saw a shadow behind him. Tommy turned around and was met with no other then the pinkette himself. Techno gave the blonde kid a confusing look as he looked so.. fearful?
"So I see you already saw the note, are you hungry?" Techno asked him. He just shook his head earning a suspicious glance from the insomnial minecraft player, so he quickly added. "I'll e-eat la- later t-tough.." And there he was again. Having that stupid little weak voice. And just as he tought he finally was building up confidence he just got scared to death again.
The blonde was thinking back to a mental note. What did he say at his first day there again? Oh yeah, don't ever go in a room alone with Techno. Well, now he was alone in a whole FUCKING house with Technoblade. Tommy excused himself and went upstairs to his room as fast as possible.
He grabbed his blade and started making cuts.
1 cut for panicking.
2 cuts for letting himself be with Techno alone in a house.
3 cuts because he was gonna get beaten up.
4 cuts to calm down.
5 cuts for- there wasn't a reason anymore, huh?
6 cuts because- hey, wait Why do the cuts keep coming? And as last 7 cuts untill he finally had enough.
Fucking 28 cuts on each wrist. He winced in pain as he let the water run through the burning cuts. Now he just had to grab the bandages and don- wait, where where the bandages?
Oh shit.
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The blood slowly came streaming over his arms as he keeps putting them under the sink.
I guess he had no choice.
He had to steal money from them.
Tommy really wanted to go look at other places around town but there was currently blood streaming out of his wrists. Plus, the golden blonde would have to ask Techno and if he asked why, what the fuck would he respond? But more importantly, Tommy actually had to TALK to him.
He goes to the living room, firstly scanning the room so the kid knew that no one was there. When he saw everything was safe, the energetic boy silently tip-toed to the kitchen and grabbed the purse. It was, Phil's? Who the fuck leaves their purse at home while at work?
He gently took the wallet out of the black object and searched for around enough pounds to buy a couple of bandages. But just when he was about to take it out of the wallet he heard a voice behind him.
"Now what do you think your doing?"
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Another Family (SBI adoption AU)
Fanfiction(IF UR SBI DON'T READ THIS PLS, IT'S VERY CRINGE) Tommy is an orphan who got fostered 37 times and not even 1 of the people he got fostered by wasn't abusive. The orphanage didn't really help either since they where also abusive and wanted to get ri...
