Assassin || Tommyinnit

chapter xxx

tw// manipulation / ableism / death

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There was a soft knock on the door of his room.

Tommy looked at the door unsurely, before walking towards it.

When the door swung open, his face dropped.

"Tommy."

Tommy immediately slammed the door closed and leaned against it, heart racing.

There was a quiet sigh from the other side of the door.

"Toms."

Tommy hated how soft the voice sounded.

"Look Wilbur-"

Tommy's voice cracked, and he brought his voice to a whisper.

"I don't want to talk to you. I'm going to kill Phil. And I'm going to leave."

There was silence from the other side of the door.

Tommy wasn't sure he left or not.

Then a voice.

"Have you made a plan?"

Tommy glared at his pillow, leaning his head against the door.

"I don't. Want to talk. To you."

Another sigh.

"That's fair."

There was another long pause of silence.

Wilbur started again.

"Look, Tommy-"

"What do you want?"

Wilbur softly knocked on the door.

"I just wanted to say goodbye."

"Bye then."

Tommy heard a small thump on the door, Wilbur leaning his full body weight against it.

"I don't suppose you're going to ever visit again, after this."

A breath.

"Right?"

Tommy rolled his eyes, even though Wilbur couldn't see it.

"Why do you care?"

Wilbur frowned.

"I don't suppose you're ever going to forgive me either, then?"

Tommy was just so so confused.

"Why?"

Wilbur opened his mouth, Tommy cut him off.

"Why would you do this to me?"

Wilbur paused.

Was he thinking about it?

"Well," he started, before pausing again.

"Well, I needed reassurance."

Tommy gaped, turning his head to the side.

He could feel his cheek pressing against the door.

"You killed my friend-"

Wilbur hit the door, and Tommy flinched.