Not Me... [CANCELLED] (TRANS TOMMYINNIT )

a friend

TW: SELF HARM MENTIONED

ghostbur..

"oh hi there el!", he said cheerfully as always, "uh are you okay, your wrists look bad, do you need some blue?"
shit. i had forgotten to to put on my hoodie, i was just running around w/ it in my hand.

"oh yeah im fine."
"you sure?" ghostbur said not believing a single word i said, "i can help if anythings going on?"
"no im not good." i told him, " i need help."
"okay well follow me and friend," he said, and we started walking.

we talked. about why there were cuts on my wrist, why i was running, where i was running to, and everything else. it felt nice. it felt even nicer when he started going on a rant and called me dude. i liked it.

dude.

i wanna be a dude.

when we finally arrived at this feild of flowers we sat on the grass and he started asking me about why i had quote on quote "did that thing that i did"

i told him the truth, he was a little confused, but he quickly caught on.
"and i feel like no one cares about me and that they wont support me and ill never have a friend, but i mean its not like anything will change, tubbo was my best friend and he left me, he exiled me. i already have no friends, but now theres no way someone would want to be my friend." ghostbur started at me sympatheticly while i vented to him.
"no matter what el, ill always been your friend and so will friend, isnt that right?" friend nodded his blue head in agreement.

a friend.
friends.
i had two friends.
that made me happy.