Random Oneshots(Some mcyt)

The 11 o'clock train 2

(This is kinda  like the aftermath of this from tommys pov)

 TRIGGERS:

Self harm

Suicide

I was bored, just lying in bed. I could stream, but I didn't want to. 

I checked the time. 10:35. Under the time, I saw a twitter notification. Wilbur had tweeted something.

Hey guys, as you might have noticed, i do seem really out of it. I am going to be taking a break. I dont know how long, but dont expect to hear from me for a while. Im sorry guys. Take care of yourselves, and goodbye.

Replies were already flooding in, telling him he didn't have to be sorry and that if he needed a mental health break he should take one. I liked it then turned off my phone again and almost drifted into a sleep. I couldn't though. It felt like something was about to happen. It kept me awake. 

Soon 10:40 came and I got a text from Will.

Will: Uh I don't really know how to start this... maybe with I'm sorry. I just can't live like the is anymore. Sorry if you have to use the Jubilee Line any time soon too. Shit like this shuts down the tracks. But I just can't do this shit anymore. I've tried holding on as long as I could. You all have helped me through hard nights without you even knowing, but it's too much. Please don't tell the fans for a while... I don't think that would end well. I love you so much. Thank you and I'm sorry 

Tommy: wait what?

Will?

Are you-

No wiat

Your not-

Your not killing your killing yourself?

Please don't

Wait

Will

Please

Not 

What happened?

Can we talk? 

Will: I'm sorry.

Tommy: I'm on my way.

Tears were burning in my eyes now. I called phil. He picked up instantly.

"Did you get the text too?" I asked.

"Yeah." He sounded like he was on the verge of tears too. 

"We gotta go. Come on." I said.

"Guys?" A new voice had joined the call.

"Tubbo? Did you get the message?"

"Y-yeah. What do we do?" He sniffled

"We get our asses to the train station. The next train comes at 11. Lest go" I said.

As Phil's car pulled up in front of my house, I saw that tubbo was already sat in the front seat. I got in quickly. 

"Hey. I've called him a bunch. He's not picking up." I said. Phil drove off, going a good 5 over the speed limit. 

"I'll try." Phill said, tapping the call button on wills contact. It rung for a few seconds before we heard it answer. "Oh will you answered!"

"Phil I'm- I'm sorry I-" 

"Hey no you don't have to apologize. I'm on the way with tommy and tubbo. We can get some ice cream or something like that!"  He said hopefully.