Sleeping Under The Moonlight ( Tommyinnt x Reader)

Chapter 21

Tw// fire, blood, mention of self harm, screaming, implications of death

Just like every day I wake up and look at my ceiling. I stare at it long enough to wonder if it sometimes stares back at me. The walls felt like they had eyes.

I was going to get up before I felt a weight on my legs. I see fluffy dirty blonde hair on my legs.

Ranboo must have used them as a pillow since he didn't have one. Not like I really cared.

  I will have to get up to clean these bandages though. Not like I would  care if an infection took me out.

We've got nothing to do for the whole month of February and March so I might plan a trip for a few of us. Probably for Tubbo, Tommy, Ranboo, Will, Dream, Sapnap, George, Niki and phil.

Yet Phill will definitely be bringing his wife. I simply don't mind if he brings her. It's nice to have another girl on  the trip.  I'll figure it out we only have a few weeks left of January. 

My eyes gazed over to the door. There stood a figure. The fluffy hair gave it away. He only walked through the door for a few seconds before leaving forever. He must have seen Rambo sleeping on my legs.

Great I've some how managed to fuck it up again. Like I always do. That is the one thing that will never change I guess.  I  don't know how long I stared at the ceiling for. 

I woke up from a decent sleep. Ranboo was no longer on my legs. He must have left. I got up and realized this wasn't the house in England. It was my family home. 

The house seemed quite too quiet.  This can't be right can it. I walked around. That was until my head snapped around two  the sound of the front door.  The door creaked open.  Not to loud but loud enough for me to hear it.

It slowly opened  revealing a tall figure. All black. Only a faint outline could be seen. No details showed not even the shape of a body. Just a black blur of a person.

This person was completely anonymous. I followed the black figure into the living room. The boot softly clunking on the floor. Each step getting louder

The next thing I hear is screaming and yelling. The smell of smoke filled the air. The air became thick making it harder to breathe.

The screams continued only getting louder by the second. I slowly walked towards the piano room panicked.  

Glass shattered everywhere. Glass was being broken but the smoke was too thick to see though. The black air blocked any sight I could have had.

Yet I pushed on.  A sudden pain shot through my left foot. I reached my hand down to see what it was. Blood coated my fingers.

My blood slowly dripped on the floor. Everything in time seemed to stop when the sound of my blood dripping became the only thing I could hear.

Drip

Drip

Drip

Drip

I was so distracted by the sound that I didn't even hear the glass shattering any more.  That was until I did and it was right next to me