I have not relapsed in a bit now. I really want to though. I had finished my second exam and when I and Techno were walking out of the building some kid in three of my classes said that Techno is a monster.
"It's okay Techno... There are a lot more people who agree with what you did." I try and comfort him, but to be honest I'm not the best at that stuff. Techno nods.
We get in the car.
"Hey! I got news! So... they found where Quackity lives and they went over there..."
"Did they find him?!" I say. Finally, it was about time!
"No... Quackity says he was never there and he didn't know what was going on. We've got no clue if that's a lie or not because there are no signs at all in his house that someone besides his parents is living there. His parents are always gone, so they couldn't say anything about it." Phil says, I sigh. "Anyway I was thinking after school near 3:00 or so... how about we go to the beach to take our minds off this all? Ranboo, Tommy, me, you guys? I think it's gonna be fun. It's supposed to be hot till 10 pm so we can stay for 2-3 hours." Phil says. Told you it was too risky. But I can't. My old cuts haven't healed yet and I got a scars all along my arm. I've got no swim top with long sleeves, I know Tommy does, but his won't fit me.
"Oh... I don't really want to, but you guys should go! Totally!" I say.
"Are you OK, Wil? Are you sick?"
"No, I'm a bit tired though. I think I'll be too tired after exams to go to the beach..."
"That's fine, but I can't just leave you home alone... how about you can nap in the tent, yeah?"
"OK." I nod. Techno looks at me.
Please say he's not catching on. Not before Sunday.
He gives me a worried look and quickly glances at my wrist, but I had a sweater on, so he can't see anything.
I'm going to do the card Friday, so then it's updated and recent by the time they see it on Sunday. I'm just making one note, it'll be for everyone.
When we get inside I slump down on the couch next to Phil, Techno plops down next to me.
"Wanna watch a movie?" I suggest.
"OK." Techno and Phil both reply.
"How about Hamilton?" I ask.
"Absolutely not. We've watched that over 100 times. How about Spider-Man into the spider verse?" He suggests, I agree because I quite enjoy Marvel movies. I search it up on Netflix. It was the first result. I play it.
40 minutes into the movie I get quite tired and close my eyes for just a minute, but a minute turns into a heavy sleep.
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I feel something heavy rest on my arm. I look over and it is Wilbur dead asleep on my shoulder, I smile and chuckle before resting my head and falling into a peaceful sleep.
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Tommy and Ranboo arrive home to the three of us asleep. Long day for all of us I assume.
"Tommy, we're going to the beach tomorrow how's that sound," Phil says. Tommy gasps and smiles.
"YEAH!" He yells, I had just woke up so I will admit that was a bit annoying.
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The rest of the night was boring. I did nothing besides lay in my bed till dinner then after dinner I lay in my bed till I hear everyone go to their rooms, but I wasn't tired because I was thinking about a lot of things. I think Tommy wasn't tired too unless his bladder is just very weak because I heard him get up to go pee like 3 times.
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I lay in bed ready to read my book, but it's hard to concentrate when you're afraid a man will appear outside your window trying to get you to come to his crusty old house.
I set my book in my lap. I've got my lamps on, so my room is dimmed.
Something knocks against my window- I swear to god if it's that same pedophilic asshole, I'm going to beat the shit out of him. I quietly walk up to the window. How the fuck did he even get up on the roof if it is him?
I open the curtain and as I thought it was him.
"OK, I get you're homeless and it's pretty cold at night, but leave me the fuck alone," I say after I open the window. He puts a leg through the window.
"Now, what do you think you're doing? You can stay outside, you're not coming in" Despite what I say he enters my room. I curse myself out mentally because all of a sudden I'm tired and want to go to bed, but now I've got a giant man in my room that won't leave.
"What the hell do you want?!" I ask. He smiles.
"What?" I ask. He wraps his hands around my waist and brings his face close to mine.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I question. He chuckles.
"Doing what?" He smirks and then he takes his one hand off my waist and brings it to my face. He leans in, but before I could back away the door slowly opens.
"Why do I hear talking-" a sleepy Tommy walks in rubbing his eyes. He stops in the doorway and does a full spin to I presume Phil's room.
"Tommy-!" I yell out trying to explain what just happened. I heard Schlatt trying to comfort me and Tommy was either crying or something and he was probably getting Phil and there was so much going on, especially in my mind, I could feel my clothing against my skin, and I could hear mine and Schlatt's breathing, the lights were brighter than normal, and all I could do was sit on the floor because it was all too much. I was trying not to cry, but it just made me more overstimulated. I cover my ears and close my eyes laying my head on my knees. I just wanted everything to go away. I wanted to disappear from this situation. I want the floor to open up and swallow me. Wilbur must hear all the commotion because he comes into my room asking what's up till he spots Schlatt. Schlatt must've been too stunned because all he could do was stand there. Phil comes rushing in he was saying how he'd already called 911. Schlatt tries rushing out the window, but Phil and Wil pin him to the ground.
I hear Ranboo in the hallway, but Tommy just sent him back to his room. Tommy's going to be super mad at me. . .
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FanfictionCover art: @WeirdDun on Twitter. Tommy has been living with the Watsons for almost 3 years now. He's been recovering from the things that had happened in his old foster homes. Tommy gets so absorbed in his problems and everything that's going on in...