Why care..? (Tommyinnit angst)

Chapter 13

HI GUYSSS!!! it's 10 months since I started this fanfiction, and I've never thought I'd actually get 20k reads!!! It's absolutely insane! And even though I look back now and see my writing skills were not exactly as good as they are now, I'm still happy I started this project, and that I have learned a lot and grown in my writing abilities.

Anyhow, happy reading!!
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3rd POV:

"So I'm guessing you need a place to sleep?" Jack guessed, his face stuffed in a whopper from Macdonald's. "You might want to slow down, or else you're going to choke" Tommy pointed out, while nitpicking at his own nuggets jack had insisted buying for him, despite his objections.
"Don't worry I'm gonna be fine-" jack managed to say, before starting to choke on his food. Tommy panicked, and practically threw his water bottle after jack, so it almost hit his head.

Jack barely caught the water, and chugged it, until he could breathe again. Even though Tommy tried not to, it was hard to conceal the laughter no less than to a snicker. Jack stared dead into his eyes, making Tommy giggle even more. "Not funny."
"Yes, I do need a place to stay, at least one night, until I can take the train home-"

Tommy froze. Home. The place were his father always degraded him, feeling like nothing but like an annoying bug fizzing into his ear constantly. Home, where he heard his parents argue, just for his mom to leave him in the dust. Home, where he was scared to eat, sleep or talk too loudly, just because of his stupid father.

Was it even his father anymore?

Probably not.

"Are you ok?" Tommy head snapped upwards, realizing he had been zoning out, while jack was just sitting there awkwardly. "I'm so sorry I-" Jack cut him off. "No need to apologize. I just want you to tell me what the hell is going on?" There it was. The inevitable question that Tommy knew jack would ask no matter how many times he tried to evade it. This was catharsis, of some kind.

" we'll i..." Tommy struggled to mouth the words scattered in his brain. He looked down at the table once more, and took a deep breath as to steady himself. "I- I kind of had an argument with Wilbur. Well not really an argument, I walked in on him talking about me behind my back with Techno and Phil. The whole time we had been together, they had been treating me like a charity event. Or someone to be cautious of. I don't need pity jack, that kind of stuff gets you nowhere. I've survived on my own for this long, why wouldn't I be able to now?"

Tommy could feel his eyes welling up in tears, something he promised he'd never do in front of anyone. He wasn't weak, he didn't need anyone. Tommy couldn't bring himself to look jack in the eyes, so he continued.

"And I'm so sorry to get you into this mess, it has nothing to do with you. I don't even know why I ran away, I know Wilbur would never do me any harm, I-I'm just being selfish!" Tommy had his hands curled up in a fist on his lap, pressing his gunner nails into his palm, trying to make the confession go away.
Tommy was so caught up in his own world he didn't even notice jack getting up from his seat.
" I'm just a big burden that has to be carried around all the time! I'm not worth anything, I'm just a useless piece of garbage you decided to be friends with out of pity! I don't deserve any of this!!"

"Tommy I-"

"My father was right! I'm not worth anything, and I should just go die!"

"..."

"... what."