Chapter 15

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Tw for this chapter: Past abuse, flashback of abuse, panic attack, past confinement (locked in a crawlspace)

After lunch Tommy met Tubbo and Ranboo at the movie theater. They were gonna see some sort of action movie that, while Tommy hadn't heard of it before, thought sounded interesting.

They got popcorn, some candy and some soda before going into the theater. Luckily, it was mostly empty, so there wasn't too much going on. Before the previews they chatted a little bit.

"So how's your birthday going, other than the anxiety vomit?" Ranboo asked and Tommy smiled.

"It's really good, I got an apple watch and a 5k gift card to the tattoo shop. I want all three of us to get matching tattoos at some point, I think it'll be really cool." Tommy said and Ranboo nodded.

"I think we can do that." Ranboo agreed.

"Can we do minecraft ones? Like, what if I got a minecraft bee, Boo gets an enderman and you could get a cow!" Tubbo suggested and Tommy liked that idea a whole lot. They chatted more about tattoos, the party later that evening and a couple of other things before the previews started.

When the actual movie itself started, things were nice, they were sharing snacks and Tommy liked the plot of the movie a whole lot. That was until one certain scene popped up.

A character was kidnapped, forced into a dark and small crawlspace. They began to beg and plead to be let out. With no avail.

Tommy felt himself shudder as old memories of when he was forced into a crawlspace, abused and his pleas to be let out ignored. He began to shake, whispering something to Tubbo about going to the restroom.

Quickly, he made his way out of the room, his hands shaking to a point where he could not stop them. He rushed to the restroom and went to splash some water on his face, something Dr. Simon said could help him stay grounded.

It didn't work as well as Tommy had hoped and he felt his heart rate begin to spike, images of what happened to him forcing their way into his mind. He walked back out of the bathroom and was struggling to breathe.

Instead of going back to get Tubbo and Ranboo, Tommy walked out of the building all together. He walked around for a moment as more images popped into his brain, growing more and more panicked as he was forced to relive his memories.

He still remembers pleading with his old abusive foster parents.

"Please, please, I'll be good, please, let me out!" Tommy cried. Daunting laughter sounded on the other side of the hatch that led out of the crawlspace. "Please, I'm scared. Please, please, please let me out. I'm so scared please." He begged, only to be met with more laughter.

After a while Tommy just laid down on the ground, hungry, cold, shaking, his body aching from being cramped in such a tight space. He wanted to continue asking to be let out, but his voice was gone and he didn't want to just be laughed at again. He decided he would try one last time.

"Please, please let me out. Please." He begged, his voice weak, so that almost no sound came from him.

The hatch opened and Tommy glanced towards the light. He saw a face looking at him, their hands reaching towards him and he panicked for a moment before he realized it was Puffy. Puffy was here to save him.

Puffy would save him!

Tommy scrambled to grab his phone as he continued to walk. He wasn't sure where he was going, he wasn't even sure where he was, but he needed Puffy to save him.

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