|please dont read this- It sucks.|
Also i might not continue so disconnected
Just jump...
The voices wanted it to happen. Plus what could happen? Its not like anyone cared.....right? Right. No one cares.
He stood up on the pillar and-
Some tw's:
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So i might put song recommendations at the top occasionally so make sure you check that out! (Before this starts here are the Tw's:Ed,sh,Underage smoking/drinking,blood, suicidal thoughts.) (This takes place during exile. ENJOY)
(Tommys pov:) I woke up to someone calling my name..."p-phil?" I mumbled. Soon after that comes laughter,wait...I open my eyes and remember.
(Flashback lmao) We were walking down the prime path and into l'manburg. It was me,Quackity,Fundy and Tubbo. Then Dream showed up.. It was tubbo words that hurt most.."I think that the smart,the most logical thing to do for the nation,is for Tommy to be exiled." His face was emotionless... (End of flashback) (3rd pov) Just as he was about to drift of to sleep again he was awaken,remembering there was someone here. "Oh Tommy!!!" It was Dream. The last person he wanted to see. "Come on out of your- whats it called,tnret? Tent thing!" Tommy groaned as he exited he tent,wincing as his bare feet touched the rock and dirt pathways he had made across his exile. "Drop your items in the hole! Now." Dream told Tommy. He wanted to say no he truly did, but he knew the consequences if he did that. He grabed everything he had except a picture of tubbo
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(Y'know this one) And a compass that said you're Tubbo. Snapping out of it I quickly drop my things in the hole as he drops tnt in and blows it up. (TiMe sKiP tO thE aFtErNoOn) (Tommy pov) I stared at the mirror in my tent (pretend theres a bathroom alr) I hate it I thought. Why do I have to be so fat? I haven't eaten in days and planned on killing myself anyways,so it's not like it mattered! Anytime dream looks at me you could tell he was seeing how fat I was...I pulled out a cigarette from my pocket,grabbed my lighter and lit it. Fuck it was a great way to calm down,especially since he could make them himself! I could hear dream come through the portal so I put out the tip of it on my arm and hid it along with the rest. "Hey Toms!!" "Dream." "Aw not happy to see me?? I see your still fat as ever!!" "Just leave me alone." "Fine! I will be back later best friend!" Finally. (PHILZA MINECRAFT's pov) "Hey techno?" "Heh?" "Should I visit Tommy sometime?" "Sure. Doesn't matter to me." (Toms pov) I will do it tomorrow! I can end it all then... as he walked into his tent he noticed something he hadn't seen in a bit. His blade. "If I do it tomorrow.... Whats the harm in this then?" He smirked as he began cutting his forearms. 1 2 3 4 5 5 6 7 6 9 Fuck. 20 each arm..he laughed at himself as tears started to flow down his cheeks and he bandaged his arms up. (Yes he magically has first aid) 40 in total? Really? Wow. Just as he was about to go out and do work on his exile he felt dizzy..."w-wait.....fine fine I will go to bed..." and so he did... ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Didn't proofread!!!!! 592 words including this and the top pog! Sorry this was short! I wrote it from 2:00am to 4:00am, I know fucked up sleep schedule.... But I hope you enjoy this! (If anyone reads it) And ima go to sleep now! Buh bai!
