So This Is Love ‼️DISCONTINUED‼️

Chapter 13 (?): Well shit I've been kidnapped.

A/N: So this chapter reveals A LOT of new information, some sad, some (not much honestly) happy. Just be ready for a rollercoaster of a chapter.

(TW: Swearing, crying, kidnapping, shitty Dadza, arguing, yelling, overthinking.)

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What the fuck... where am I? Oh wait. Yeah. Here. Great. Forgot this happened for a second. I wonder how Wil and Tubbo are? It's been a few days now. I haven't eaten for ages which is no surprise. I mean, when you get kidnapped you probably won't be fed. Don't know why I expected that. I sat, hands tied around my back and my mouth completely taped shut, silently. No surprise there. I just watched as the very person I had first encountered 3 days ago paced the floor in front of me. I wasn't scared anymore really, this wasn't scary anymore. Obviously I didn't know where I was and wanted to go home and shit but honestly I just gave up after a while. Maybe it was better me being here. I mean after a while I kinda gave up hope. I know, I know 'but Tommy it's only been a few days!' So what? Clearly nobody cares enough to try and find me. Well, I guess they could be but how am I meant to know that? Plus it's not like they really cared about me when I was there, why would they care that I was gone. It was always: 'oh sorry Tommy I'm busy with this' or 'sorry Tom I'm going out with friends tonight.' Never once did I get attention. It felt like Wil was the only one there who cared for me and now he's gone too.

A few seconds later I felt warm tears roll down my cheek. Well shit now I'm crying. All I fucking want right now is to see my brother and my best friend again at this point. I couldn't care less about how much it would take, just anything to be out of here. I watched as my kidnapper just walked in mindless lines in front of me, mumbling something to themself. I assume they were waiting for someone to show up and save me from this hell, but obviously whatever that plan was had gone to shit. Not only for whoever this was but for me as well. This just further proved my point that nobody cared anymore. I was alone in this battle with no way of backing out.

~*~around 10 hours passed by now~*~

Ok this is getting pathetic now. I don't know why I still have hope. I shouldn't. God knows how long I've been here. I mean, at least the person left. I know it won't be that long until they're back but hey, at least nobody's just watching me. It's been so long, (since last I've seen my son- author) so god damn fucking long. Why is nobody here. It feels like it's been forever now. Time keeps on passing slower with every moment. I can't take it anymore. All I can do right now is sit and cry and hope nobody hears. It hurts. Just everything hurts. I feel like I've been replaced recently. Don't get me wrong, I'm incredibly happy for Tubbo and stuff but it just feels like we barley talk anymore. Yes, I know I know it's pathetic that I'm jealous of him but I just.... I don't know. I also know for a fact that my brother and dad are being more distant. Mum and dad got in an argument recently. Something about Wil's health and something about dad never talking to us, I'm not even sure. All I know is that they were arguing.

~*~a few days earlier~*~

'Phil don't you dare walk out that door!'

'Mum it's-'

'Wilbur. No it's not.'

'Kristen, I'm trying my best at the minute. You know how stressful everything is at the minute.'

'Yes but that's not an excuse to neglect your child!'

'I'm sorry I'm not perfect Kristen but it's just-'

'You know what? No. I don't want to hear it. Wilbur, go and get your brother for me.'

'ok mum.'