Maybe it's better this way (Tommyinnit angst) COMPLETE

chapter 7- regret can bring joy

Tw's:
Mentioned relapse
Blade
Blood

Wils pov:
Wait no no no no fuck why did I do it that was 6 years fuck I hate myself. Why can't I do anything right God damn it. Should I tell Tommy? No that might make him feel worse. But if he finds out himself that would be way way worse. I mean maybe I could give hin hints, that's perfect.

Time skip to a few hours later after wil had set up all of his hints.

Tommy's pov:

I woke up, God waking up the night after an attempt and someone knowing you did it sucks total ass! Whatever I'll just go down to the living room area and see if wil is awake yet.

I walked down the few stairs carefully and into the living room. I saw will on the couch watching TV so I sat next to him he was wearing his normal yellow sweater with a hoodie on top of it and that seemed weird because he was sweating.

"Wil you should take off that jacked, it's warm in here" I jestured at his coat with a worried look on my face.

"No, it's alright I'm going out on a walk soon and wanted to stay here until you woke up to see if you wanted to go" he said I nodded and walked to the bathroom we share downstairs and to my shock I saw a blade in a small pool of dried blood and bloody tissues in the bin. Wil had gathered all if the things he used to bandage me up after my attempt and thrown it away in one bag I watched him. That left only one remaining thing it could be

"William get in here" I said sternly so he ran to the bathroom as fast as he could to see what was going on and as soon as he stepped into the bathroom I pointed at the blade and the toilet paper in the bin.

"Show my your arms, thighs, lower legs, chest, wherever you relapsed I want to see how bad the cuts are." I said sternly. Wil rolled up his sleeves to unveil some pretty deep cuts. I immediately grabbed him and pulled him into a hug and said

"Just because you had one bad relapse doesn't mean you need to get back into the addiction we need to stay strong together, and at least if you think about it, we can celebrate our milestones together because we last relapsed on the same day" I saw a tear fall down wil's face but he was also smiling

"You're right we have to fight our way through this together" he looked at me eyes red tears rolling down his face. I grabbed his hand and led him out to the living room where we sat on the couch cuddled close to each other for comfort (don't be weird yall they're basic brothers) and soon I had fallen asleep

Wil's pov:

From the bathroom I heard Tommy yell my name, the plan was in motion but the way he sounded, sounded angry.

As soon as I walked into the bathroom to face him he said "Show my your arms, thighs, lower legs, chest, wherever you relapsed I want to see how bad the cuts are." That took me by surprise but I rolled up my sleeved and looked  at what I had done to my arms and started to tear up he grabbed me and quickly pulled me into a hug.

He was so worried about me, I'm such a bad example on him, I'm so st- my thoughts were interrupted by Tom saying "Just because you had one bad relapse doesn't mean you need to get back into the addiction we need to stay strong together, and at least if you think about it, we can celebrate our milestones together because we last relapsed on the same day. I smiled at that and a tear fell onto my cheek

"You're right we have to fight our way through this together" my eyes burned from trying to hold back tears.

Tom then grabbed my hand and lead me to the livingroom to watch a movie and get close to meso I let it happen.

About a half hour into the movie I noticed Tommy was asleep so I relaxed myself and fell asleep night long after

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Hello everyone, I've been sick so that's why I haven't been posting much but remember, drink water eat something and most importantly you are loved BYEEEE