Tommyinnit Oneshots (With SBI) (Book 2)

I Can Make It (Tommy)(2/?)

Tubbo POV

Tubbo paced back and forth, gripping his hair harshly. This was all his fault. Why had he left Tommy's side? How could he have been so stupid! Tommy wasn't in the best state of mind, of course he wasn't going to listen. Not that he would have, anyways.

Ringing came from his pocket. He quickly dug his phone out of his pocket, sneaking into the corner of the room. Answering it, he took a deep breath. "Hello?"

"Hey Tubs! What's up? Sorry I missed your call. Techno and Wilbur wouldn't stop arguing, you know how it is mate." Phil chuckled. His voice trailed off, as he seemed to sense something off. "Tubbo, is everything okay?"

"I-It's Tommy." Tubbo choked, turning away from the phone to muffle his cries. "He-" But he couldn't finish the sentence.

Phil took a deep breath from the other side of the phone. Tubbo could only imagine how he was feeling, especially not even knowing the details. "We're on our way. Hang on Tubbo, alright? We'll be right there."

The phone line went dead. Tubbo allowed the phone to drop out of his hands. It probably shattered, seeing as how the hospital had nothing but tile. But Tubbo couldn't care less. His knees buckled under him, sending him down the side of the wall.

What was he going to tell them? Could they blame him more than he already blamed himself? Tubbo curled in on himself, wishing for this entire nightmare to be over. He just wanted his best friend back, for everything to be right in the world again.

He sat there for who knows how long. Whether it was hours or minutes, Tubbo didn't care to check. He was too lost in his thoughts to even care about the ticking clock. He didn't even look up until he heard a group of footsteps rush towards him.

"Tubbo!"

"Tubs what happened?!"

"Are you okay?!" 

Questions flew around him, only making his heart race more. They were going to hate him. Burying his face in his hands once more, he wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow him whole. 

There was a pause, as one of them seemed to understand what was happening. Sliding next to him, Techno made sure to keep his distance. "Breathe Tubbo, everything's okay. Breathe... in and out... in and out."

Tubbo shook his head, knowing it wasn't true. But he listened to the monotone voice nevertheless, slowly regaining control of his lungs. Tension replaced the panic in his body as he heard Techno speak again.

"You're okay Tubs, everything's-"

"No it's not!" Tubbo wailed, the tears already building again. "He could be fighting for his life and it's all my fault!" He refused to look at any of them, not even wanting to entertain the idea of what their reactions would be.

Phil spoke gently, kneeling in front of him. "What happened?" 

Tubbo slowly looked up, his heart breaking as he saw Phil's eyes. While the man seemed nothing less than calm, his eyes revealed every ounce of worry that spread throughout his body. He deserved to know, the brunette knew that. 

He just hated that he would be the one to tell him.

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