I didn't want to wake up today, but when dad came in my room, turned on the lights and told me to get ready, I didn't have another choice.
Tommy woke up when dad did that too, but he just mumbled and grumbled and then went back to sleep in my bed.I open my closet and pull out a pair of comfortable trousers and a warm sweatshirt. It was a plain outfit, but I'm not going anywhere fancy. I quickly put on my glasses and quietly sneak downstairs. I'd hate to wake the others up.
Dad forces me to eat a small breakfast before we go. I comply because I don't want to argue. I put bread into the toaster and push the button down. I watch the bread disappear into the toaster. I stare at the toaster and wait for it to pop. After a minute of it toasting it pops, I flinch and grab it out of toaster, "ow!" I exclaim as I quickly drop it onto the counter because it was immensely hot.
I groan and grab a paper towel. I pick the toast back up and throw it on the paper towel before it burns me again. I am too lazy to grab butter, so I just eat plain toast. It doesn't taste good. I really don't know what I was expecting though.Once I'm done with my toast I throw the paper towel away and unplug the toaster.
"You ready, kid?" Dad asks. I shrug in respond. "Get your shoes on," he says.As I was slipping on my shoes I hear fast little thumping coming down the stairs.
"Wilby?" A tired Tommy rubbing his eyes asks.
"Yes, Toms?"
"Are you leaving now?"
"Yeah," I say bluntly.
"Without saying goodbye to Tech or Ranboo?" He asks.
"Yeah."
"Isn't that a bit... mean?"
"No. If they wanted to see me before I left they would've set an alarm or done something to wake up on time," I explain. Toms eyes dart to the floor, and he slowly nods. He waddles over to me and hugs me. I pause for a second and hug him back.
"I gotta get going now, see ya in a week or so, okay?" I smile softly. Tom nods. He looks so fragile right now. Maybe it's because he just woke up? Or maybe it's because he's on the verge of tears? I can't decide.
I unlock the door and step outside. Once I step over the threshold I'm met by the damp morning air.
I walk over to the car and wait. I hear it beep, so I look up. I see dad walking out the house and to the car. I open the door and crawl inside the car. Dad gets into the drivers seat without a word. He buckles up and so do I.
Then we're off.—————————————
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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...