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Chapter 10- Isolation

~~~3rd person: (Y/n)~~~

(Y/n) woke up to hear Tubbo yell.

"Lovebirds, wake up!"

(Y/n)'s eyes fluttered open. He woke up in a warm embrace, but it didn't take him long to notice that he was cuddled up to Tommy. (Y/n)'s head was rested on Tommy's chest, and Tommy's arms were wrapped around (Y/n)'s torso.

"Tubbo, I'm comfortable," He mumbled loud enough for Tubbo to hear but quiet enough to not wake Tommy.

"Toms' mother is here for you both," Ranboo peeped.

(Y/n) ignored Ranboo and cuddled back up with a still sleeping Tommy. Ranboo had to pull (Y/n) off of Tommy, and (Y/n) was trying to retaliate. (Y/n) still had that dono replaying through his mind, and he needed comfort.

Tubbo had jumped on Tommy to wake him up, and Tommy yelled a string of swear words.

"Tommy! Your mother is here to pick you and (Y/n) up," Tubbo kindly explained as if he didn't just jump on Tommy.

"Alright, jeez," Tommy spoke angrily.

(Y/n) and Tommy made their way to Ms.Simons' car.

Ms. Simons smiled, "Hello you two! I brought you guys some snacks for the trip back." Ms. Simons handed a bag of crisps to Tommy and (Y/n).

"Thanks, Mum," Tommy smiled.

"You're welcome," Ms. Simons happily replied, "Anyway, how was the stream?"

"It was good," Tommy spoke while opening his bag of crisps, "(Y/n) and I fell asleep after the first activity we did."

Ms. Simons laughed, "That's good to know."

The rest of the car ride was silent. (Y/n) was contemplating about opening the bag of chips considering the dono from earlier. (Y/n) hadn't stopped thinking about the dono since he first heard it.

(Y/n) was dragged away from his thoughts whenever he felt a hand rest on his own. He looked up and saw Tommy with a smile. Something about Tommy's smile filled (Y/n) with hope.

(Y/n) started to open the bag of crisps. He could smell the chips from the tiniest tear of the bag. He put his hand into the bag and grabbed a crisp before putting it in his mouth. Part of him enjoyed the food, but at the same time, he didn't want the food in his system.

(Y/n) only ate a few crisps before stopping. He felt entirely disgusting after eating two crisps, but he tried eating for Tommy. He tried eating for his friends.

Before (Y/n) knew it, they'd arrived back at Tommy's house. Tommy got out of the car, and (Y/n) did too.

(Y/n) decided that even though his dad was home, he was gonna go back home. He didn't plan to leave his room anyway since he had a restroom installed next to his room.

"I'm gonna head home, I'm quite tired," (Y/n) spoke, stretching.

"Alright, I'll see you later," Tommy smiled.

The two boys went their separate ways. (Y/n) opened his window and crawled into his room. He immediately closed his window behind him and locked his door. He pulled out his phone and texted his mother.

(Y/n)
I came home.

Mother
Are you sure you wanna
stay here? Your father is
still here.

(Y/n)
Yeah.

Mother
Alright, feel free to leave if
you feel like you're in danger. <3

(Y/n) smiled at his mother's compassion. He turned his ringer off and put his phone on do not disturb. He didn't want to talk to anyone other than his mother over text messages.

He quickly picked his phone up again and sat on his bed. He looked through Twitter but soon realized that was a mistake.

@user4235
Didn't (Y/n) look a bit big on Tubbo's stream today??

@user69420
(Y/n) looks fat. He should go on a diet.

@user3123
(Y/n)'s fat. Change my mind. He should not have worn that tight turtle neck.

Tears strolled down his face as he read all of the mean tweets regarding his weight. He threw his phone on his bed and ran to the restroom.

He had to do it.

‼️TW: VOMIT‼️

(Y/n) ran to his toilet and lifted the lid. He knelt in front of the toilet and calmed his breathing.

He hesitantly put his pointer finger and middle finger down his throat.

He pushed his fingers farther down his throat until he felt a lump in his throat.

He quickly removed his fingers and let the bile spew out of his mouth and in the toilet.

He had a tight grip on the toilet seat's sides. He was panting heavily while tears fell down his face.

!!TW OVER!!

He got up and flushed the toilet. He walked over to the sink and picked up his toothbrush. He grabbed his mint toothpaste and spread it on the toothbrush. He brushed his teeth for a few minutes before spitting it out.

Part of (Y/n) felt relieved, but the other felt guilty, shameful, even.

He didn't want his friends to see him in this state.

He was gonna go into isolation.

~~~

Word count: 770 words

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