Tw// Suicide attempt, Self Guilt, Blood, Death, laughter :)
I sat there for what felt like hours for it to only be minutes. I got up and Tommy let me go. I could tell he didn't want to. Did I really try to end it all?
Why? There had to have been a reason why. I promised myself. I promised Tommy. I promised george. I broke it. They all probably hate me.
I felt like a shity person. Was I a bad person? I cleaned and cleaned and I didn't speak. I walked down stairs and threw out the trash bags. As the adults still partied. Tommy and I managed to sneak out of the house with the keys. Kirsten ran out.
" Can I join, I'm not a drinker, I'll drive and get us food" she really just wanted out of the house. I nodded. "Yeah, don't worry about the food I got," she smiled and nodded back. We all got into the car and headed off.
"Where are we going? " she asked us. " to get new blankets and towels for my room" she frowned and gave a short nod.
" Did they not clean your room?" she quickly questioned. "No and I'm pissed they didn't" Tommy spoke up.
" that's fucked up and they will know it as soon as I get back. They should have cleaned it" she scolded them like a mother would her children. "I'm sorry about that" I softly responded.
"No need dear. You were hurting and everyone in the house just couldn't see that. So they ignore you and create their own problems. "Her voice was soft and sad. " I'm sorry I couldn't help you" she apologizes. Why? She didn't do anything wrong.
" don't be too hard on yourself. You didn't know " everyone in the car smiled. Once we arrived at the store we walked around the bedding. I laid my eyes upon a light gray blanket with a pillow set.
Kristan must have seen this and added it to the cart. " Alright to the towels' ' Tommy screamed and smiled as he ran down the aisle. I smile genuinely.
I felt something I couldn't pinpoint or explains. Rather it felt so real yet so fake. what was is? We continued and found the towels. I rolled up a towel and wiped Tommy with it. He gave me a goofy grin.
He let out his loud laugh. Then he whipped me back. I acted dramatically and fell to the ground. He rushed to my aid. I started to laugh. I've never seen him this happy before. His smile went from ear to ear.
Mine doing the same. The look in his eyes was pure joy. This boy made my heart race. He made me feel something. It was so familiar, yet I couldn't find it.
It was addicting. I don't know what it is but this time I know one thing for sure.I WILL NOT BE LETTING IT GO.
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