I'm Just A Kid //Tommy angst + sbi

{Chapter two}

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{Tommy's POV}

I woke up in my room lying on my bed with little to no memory of what happened. I try to remember the rest, but I just couldn't. My head was throbbing, I was deep in thought until I heard my phone ding from a twitch notification.

Tubbo is live!
MCC practice with Ranboo!

But then it hits me. Why do I have bandages on my arms? Why do I have a different shirt on? Did Wilbur find me like that? Did my family see me on the brink of fucking death?

   Am I going to be sent away?

Shit. I'm going to be sent to a mental hospital, and I won't be able to see my family or even Tubbo. I began to feel tears form in my eyes, I brought my knees up to my chest to escape the reality, my hands started to shake violently.

Tears flooded my vision, making it even harder to see. The room started to spin, and my breathing went out of control.

   I was having a panic attack.

I was hyperventilating and I could barely breathe, I read somewhere that dunking your head in cold water for a few seconds helps ground yourself during a panic attack.

So, I walk to the bathroom and turn on the sink, I wait a little bit as it fills up, then I dunk my head in the water for about five seconds. And surprisingly, it worked. I stopped shaking, and my breathing got more controllable.

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I decided to go downstairs and hang out with my family to clear my mind.

And that was kind of a bad idea.

I walk out of my room and start to go down the stairs, I reached the bottom step. I see my family in the living room staring at me with straight faces. I knew something definitely was up, and my gut feeling was never wrong.

I gulped and fully entered the living room.

{3rd person}

"Tommy. We need to talk, now" Phil says in a stern tone.

"Uh. About w-what?" Tommy stutters, knowing exactly what was about to happen. "Tommy, we know what happened so don't even try to deny it" Wilbur states.

   "I seriously don't know what you guys are talking about and you guys have the straightest fucking faces I've ever seen" Tommy nervously laughs to change the subject.

   "Watch your language Tommy" Techno says.

   "Sit down" Phil tells Tommy.

   Tommy takes a seat on the armchair next to them. "Show me your wrists, Tommy." Wilbur said in a stern, serious tone.

   Tommy grew anxious by the second, it felt like he couldn't breathe, he tries to joke around to avoid the situation. "What? You got some sort of fetish or something?" Tommy jokes, running a hand through his hair while nervously laughing.

   "Tommy. Now." Wilbur replies, not giving in to Tommy's games. Tommy took a deep breath. "No." He snaps.

"Tommy, We're not going to ask you again" Techno replies.

   "O-okay.." Tommy mumbles.

   Tommy slowly lifts his sleeves, looking away as he does so. "How long has this been going on for?" Wilbur questioned.

   "I-I um. T-two years.." Tommy quietly mumbled, but loud enough for Wilbur to hear. "Since you were 12?!" Why didn't you tell us, Tommy?!" Wilbur exclaimed.

   "I-I'm sorry" Tommy murmured quietly.

   "It's okay Tommy, we can figure this out" Phil commented. "Therapy?" Techno suggested. "Maybe, I'll look into it tonight. I'll start making dinner." Phil added.

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Phil decided to make spaghetti for dinner, when he was almost finished, he called for the kids to come eat. "Boys! Dinners almost done, come downstairs and wash your hands!" Phil yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

Wilbur and Techno came running down the stairs, Tommy following slowly after. The three boys wash their hands in the kitchen sink to get ready for dinner.

Tommy sighs quietly and grabs a plate, he puts a small portion of spaghetti on his plate and takes a seat at the kitchen table.

As the three boys and Phil started eating, Tommy finished and throws away his plate. "I'm going to my room" Tommy tells Phil. Then walks up the stairs to his bathroom.

   It's a terrible habit.

Tommy kneels down at the toilet, thinking this is what is best for him; he sticks a few fingers down his throat and throws up all his food. He flushes the toilet and washes his hands. He decided to go to bed since he was tired. Tommy got in his bed and pulled the covers over his shoulders and let himself drift off to sleep.

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{775 words}