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9th of April 2010:

"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Tommy. Happy birthday to you~."

"Make a wish Tom."

He blew out the candles, he turned six years old. He knew it was going to be a fun year. But what he didn't know was that it was going to be one of the last.

(Present day)

3:34 am.

The music grew louder in his ears it was the only way to block it out. They had been going on like this all day, when would they stop. Why couldn't they just split apart or get a divorce, Tommy was fucking sick of it. He turned up the volume on his headphones.

'There is a swelling storm..'

He closed his eyes. He wished all of it would stop, the pain, the arguments, the drinking, his heart. He just wanted it to all stop. He didn't want to be alive anymore. What was the point for his pathetic soul to be in this earth. He was waisting air and money.

Streaming was his only comfort in this world. It made him happy, he enjoyed it. The people and games, just everything. He loved it, it was his safe place, his escape from reality.

He wanted more than anything to be on the computer with Tubbo and Ranboo in a vc and them just enjoying themselves; together.

Those two were the only people he has cared for. They meant everything to Tommy, they were there for it all.

A/N: HII! I cut this one short since I ran out of ideas so you get to be left off on this cliff hang HEHHEHEHEHE I'm so evil. Anyway I forgot to mention any of the text between these ' and on italics are song lyrics. Anyway! Hope you enjoyed this small little segment of story but anyway chapter 2 tomorrow.
-Venus xx

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