Then Where Is Home?

Chapter 19

Tw for this chapter: Panic attack, mentioned relapse, mentioned bleeding/blood, police station, vomiting, mention of past abuse, talk of self harm, weed mention, drinking mention, bruises mention, cut mention, mention of past violence

Phil began to panic more when he saw Tommy was not in his room. Tommy was bleeding and now missing. Wilbur was at the police station drunk and Techno was somewhere after just having a panic attack.

"Wilbur I'll come get you when I can, Techno was just having a panic attack and Tommy was just bleeding and now he's gone." Phil explained quickly.

"Shit, okay." Wilbur slurred. Even when he was drunk he knew his brother's safety was the most important thing. Phil hung up the phone and ran back down the stairs to find Techno. He knocked on Techno's door and a few moments later Techno opened up.

His face was all red and puffy from crying, but Techno was at least breathing normally now. His hair was thrown up into a ponytail so Phil wouldn't see what Techno had done to it.

"Techno, are you okay?" Phil asked at once and Techno nodded.

"Just a long night." Techno mumbled and Phil understood what he was saying.

"Tommy is missing, he had just relapsed and he's gone." Phil said and Techno's eyes went wide, partly because of the fact that Tommy was missing but partly for the fact that they both relapsed on the same night.

"Shit okay, do you want me to go drive around to see if I can find him?" Techno asked and Phil nodded, and for the second time his phone began to buzz in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw that it was Tubbo.

"Tubbo?" Phil answered.

"I have Tommy, I got him here." Is the first thing Tubbo said and Phil let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Okay okay good, we were about to go and try to find him." Phil said and Techno looked at his father hopefully. Phil mouthed 'they have him' and Techno looked relieved as well.

"He asked if he could spend the night here, I don't know how much you know but I think with the state he's in he should just stay here." Tubbo explained and for a moment Phil thought about it.

"Can you promise he'll be safe there?" Phil asked and Tubbo scoffed in a light hearted way.

"Of course Phil. He's my brother, I'll keep him safe I promise." Tubbo said and Phil trusted the boy so he believed him.

"Okay, call me if any of you need anything. If something happens please tell me." Phil asked and he heard Tubbo hum lightly as an acknowledgement.

"I will. Ranboo is bandaging him up now and then we'll get him to bed." Tubbo told him.

"Alright, thank you Tubbo." Phil said.

"No problem." And the call ended.

Tubbo looked over at Ranboo and Tommy. Tommy was currently swaying in the chair he was in, Ranboo was doing his best to bandage Tommy's arms while he did so. Tommy at least wasn't crying anymore like he was just a little bit ago.

Tommy was running down the street. He had thrown a sweatshirt on over his arms and climbed out of his window and down the roof. He didn't know why he was running when Phil was just trying to help him, but the weed was impairing most of his judgment.

He was crying as he ran, and he had only one place in mind as he ran. Within just a little bit he ended up at Tubbo and Ranboo's door, ringing the doorbell repeatedly until Ranboo answered, half asleep.

"Tommy? Tommy!" Ranboo asked and then shouted as he saw the blood seeping through Tommy's sleeves. Tommy stared up at his best friend.

"Ranboo I don't know what to do." Tommy sobbed and Ranboo at once grabbed onto Tommy and pulled him inside, shutting the door and locking it quickly. He didn't want to give Tommy the chance to turn around and bolt.