"Tommy," The teacher yells, "have you been paying attention?"
"Yes" Tommy lies
"Okay answer this, what is 4/52 as a decimal"
"0.077" Tommy responded in less than a second
The teacher let out a frustrated sigh "Correct, but pay attention"
Tommy was unusually good at math. Like he could do everything in his head, but nobody knew that, cause they just labeled him as a 'troubled' kid.
Thats aside the point though. Tommy couldn't stop thinking about yesterday with Techno.
What had happened.
He needed to tell someone. He said not to tell Phil, but he didn't say anything about Wilbur. He would tell Wilbur.
So when the bell rang Tommy ran to the hall that Wilbur and Technoblade are on.
He saw Wilbur standing with some people he didn't recognize.
"Wilburrr" Tommy said
"Tommy, I can't right now.Can you jusy go" Wilbur said
"But it's important-"
"Tommy just go" Wilbur yelled.
•••• Wilbur Scoot •••
"Tommy just go" I yelled.I didn't mean to, and I regreted it as I saw Tommy's face drop.I really didn't mean to yell I was just stressed, I had 3 days to type up a speech to say, I was running for SGA (Student Government Association) president.
Also I entered a poetry contest, and soccer/football ⚽️ practice is starting in like a week.
So yes I was stressed out.
•••• TOMZZZ ••••
"Tommy just go" Wilbur yelled.
I turned and ran, I couldn't do this anymore.I ran into the boys bathroom and went in a stall quickly shutting the door. As soon as I did tears rolled down my face. They burned my cheeks as if they were acid. Just as the stress had been burning me, everything piled up, and when it did gasoline was poured, but Wilbur yelling lit the flame. Ignited it and then it burned.
It burned, out my eyes, down my cheek, soaking my neck and even my shirt.
As I pull on the chest section of my shirt, pulling it up to wipe away my tears, wipe away the ashes of the broken, the brokenness, the brokenness that stayed inside of me, never daring to leave, the brokenness that dared me to hurt myself, the brokenness that dared me to hurt others, the brokenness that told me to never talk again, the brokenness that told me to kill myself.
The brokenness
The brokenness that followed Tommy, followed him to his bed, made him cry in the dark.
The brokenness that made sure Tommy would tell no-one of it's existence.
The brokenness that tried to kill Tommy.
The brokenness that tried to break him.
The brokenness that told him that noone liked him.
The brokenness that told him he was too fat, or too skinny, and ugly.
The brokenness that made him wanna give up,
The Brokeness
Publish Date: September 30
Word Count : 473
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Broken, an SBI Story
FanfictionTWS Alcohol Drugs Alcohol abuse Underaged drinking Underage Drug taking? Eating Disorder Disordered Eating Bullying Anxiety Depression Panic Attacks Neglect Abandonment Death (not a main or a important side character) Grief Anyways Nobodys okay Star...
