Nicktoons Unite: Turning the Tables

14: 𝔖𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

This chapter is dedicated to Timmy.
Could be triggering to some, but you should know that cuz I already put some warnings in the book's description.

Timmy POV

     I skipped over a toilet seat. Man... this place really is a junkyard. I looked around looking for any sign of SB. I observed the ground, making sure not to step on any clue that could lead me to SB. I didn't know what those two dorks are talking about back there, but I couldn't care shitless. SB is missing. Why are they so busy talking about nonsense? I can't hear what they're saying but I can tell it's a heated argument. They were yelling back and forth, like a dog barking at another dog. I guess I'm that one cat that sits on the fence and just watches the argument go on.

I was so deep in thought I didn't spot the Barnacle Boy action figure on the ground. I tripped on it and fell face flat onto the sandy ocean floor. The sand flurries up and falls gracefully back to the ground. Some sand landed on my hair and face. I groaned, "....fuck" I hissed as I pushed myself back up. Things are just going south now, and I can still hear them arguing! What the actual fuck is wrong with them. I quickly got up and was about to yell at them to hurry the fuck up until I hear...squeaking.

Timmy, you're in a junkyard! Of course, there going to be rats- No. Not rats, were there even rats in this universe? I don't know. If there was, gross. I went quiet and listened carefully.

..squeak.. squeak.... squeak.. squeak...

It might sound like a normal squeak but friends of SB will know right off the bat that that's him. Its SB! I found him! It has to be him!!! It sounded like it was coming from a nearby opening in the distance. I sprinted over to where the squeaking was coming from.. bad idea. Whatever made the squeaking noise started running.

squeaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueaksqueak

     I chased after the squeaks, going deeper into the junkyard. I caught a glimpse of a shadow running but I couldn't get a better view of its whole form. "Wait! SB! Hold up!" I yelled as I jumped over obstacles that were in my way, trying to get closer to SB. Then as I turned the corner, I caught a glimpse of yellow. YES! ITS SPONGEBOB!!! "SPONGE-" I misplaced my foot again. I slip and fell into god knows what. It felt like a really steep ditch. I hugged my body as I rolled down to the bottom. I felt a burning sensation when my left wrist sliced on a half-broken glass bottle that was sticking out of the ground when I tumbled past it, my body knocked on a nearby boulder, stopping me from falling further into the ditch. "Thank god..." I breathe out.

My back hurts, but not as much as my wrist. I look down, the familiar pain sweeping over me as the blood trickles down my arm. It's so...soothing. No! Nononono. Not again. I sat up, only regretting it once my back ached even more than it was before. I lay back down on the rough surface. I gently pulled my wrist up, enough for me to see the big slice on my wrist. This was definitely going to leave a scar, not like the other ones I had before. "Shitshitshit.." I cursed to myself, unnecessary memories flooding back to me. I wanted to call for help, but at the same time, I didn't.

I hated that I found comfort again in this sharp pain on my wrist, I need to apply pressure! But it feels so good... NO! I looked around frantically, for anything to tie this wound. I carefully scooted to the edge of the boulder, to see how deep this ditch was. It wasn't just a ditch, it was a narrow crater! Son of a- I quickly scooted back to where I was before, hoping this boulder was steady enough to handle my weight. As I scooted back, my wrist continues to burn. I groaned, I hate this feeling. I hate feeling this! Make it stop...

FLASHBACK

Timmy POV

"Hey, guys! Wanna hang out?" I asked AJ and Chester after the school bell rang. They looked at each other and then back at me, "Sorry man but I'm busy today" AJ says with a sad tone. "Yeah, same here dude" Chester adds. I gave them an understanding look, "Oh, well that's alright! We can hang..another...time" I didn't even finish my sentence yet and they've already started walking away towards the exit. Huh...

"You okay sport?" Wanda asks, she and Cozmo were transformed into two keychains and they were hanging on my bag. I snapped out of whatever train of thought I was on, "Yeah, I'm fine!" I replied casually, not wanting to admit that I was actually sad my friends were too busy to hang out. I walked out the school doors, "Don't you want us to poof you back home? It's much faster!" Cozmo spoke this time. "Nah, I want to walk home today," I said, making the two of them shut their mouths.

     They knew something was bothering me, I walked down the path and the street. I finally arrived home, I walked into the house and shut the door. "Sweetie, we're going somewhere the whole day and won't be back until midnight" Mom started as soon as I step in. What kind of a welcome back from school greeting is this? Wait- if they're gone then that means... "Vicky will be babysitting you like usual, she'll be here in a few minutes.." Mom added. No...

I shook my head, "Mom! Please-I'm 15! I don't need a babysitter anymore!!" I said in desperation. They still treat me like a kid! I'm not a kid anymore, I'm 15! A teen! "Sorry sweetie but I already informed Vicky, and she's on her way-" the doorbell rings. I shuttered, I never thought hearing the doorbell ring would bring this much fear to me. Mom gets up to go open the door, I took this as my chance to run up the stairs to my room. I turned and booked up the stairs but unfortunately, that's when Dad comes walking down. "Timmy! There you are, are you excited that me and your mom are going out for a dinner date?" He asked with his smile beaming from ear to ear. "What about me? Can't I come along?" I pleaded, "No silly, it won't be a dinner date if you come along," he says nonchalantly as he takes a step down the stairs.

Why is he walking so slowly?!? "Thank you, Mrs Turner, I'll be sure to take care of him" I hear her raspy voice from the front door. Shitshitshitshit. My mind goes a million miles per second and my instincts are telling me to run. "Sweetie we'll be leaving now, see you tonight," Mom says before walking out the door, Dad follows after her leaving me with her. "Hey there Twerp" she greets, I greeted back with a glare. Why out of all the babysitters I'm stuck with her?

There was a moment of silence between us, just glaring at each other. I took my chance, I sprinted towards the kitchen aiming for the back door. I almost reached the handle when I felt my hoodie being yanked back. I fell backwards, my bag was pulled away from me and thrown to the side. A hand grabbed a handful of my hair and pulls it up, making me sit up straight. I yelled out in pain, the stinging hurt like hell. Tears start to fall as I look up at her...

"Where the hell do you think you're going twerp?"

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Hey, it's me~ Sullivan!
Sorry for being inactive for a while. Stuff is going down in my household and I'm adjusting to a lot of stuff right now. This was a heavy chapter to write, and the next one harder. But hey, if you're going through shit, just know that you're not alone. I'm here for you. We're here for you.