Tommyinnit Oneshot Book 3

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Tw: car crash, talk of car crash, blaming someone for crashing a car into a tree, death

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Tom's dad gave him a car for his birthday. He told Tommy that he should drive it that same day. So he did. Now they're in the hospital because another car crashed into Tommy's when he was pulling out of the driveway. The other driver was a 47 year old man, driving recklessly. He was okay-ish with a broken arm, as it got stuck inside the wheel as he crashed.

Tommy and his dad were both fucked up. Tommy got stuck under the car when and he tried to get out he moved the wrong way and the car crushed his left leg. Otherwise, he had some scratches and burns but then nothing else. Maybe just some trauma.

Tommy's dad. He was still in the OR and it didn't look good. He forgot to put his seatbelt on and flew straight out of the front window, getting crushed between the car and two trees that were close to eachother. His head got stuck between those trees and the car made it more stuck and cracked it into the wrong place. Then after the paramedics came, they accidentally cut it while taking his head out.

"Tom and Sarah?" A doctor came in, looking at the floor. "That's us. Yes. Yes. How is he?" Sarah, Tommy's mom asked, her eyes red and voice raspy from crying. "I'm. Very...Sorry for your loss. His head was wrongly placed and we were unable to put it back in place without damaging it. And he lost a lot of blood. I'm so very sorry" The doctor left again.

Both Tommy and his mom didn't know what to say. His mom started crying hard, once again. Tommy was sad. But he couldn't cry. Not at all. He just couldn't. His body didn't let him do so. She looked at her son, the area around her eyes puffy. Her face filled with hatred when she saw he son didn't seem to care for his dead father.

"Please don't tell me you don't care. He was your dad. Why would you not cry? Do you not care? Do you not?" She grasped his shoulder, shaking his body. "I do. What do you think I am?! I'm his son! Of course I care! I'm sad! But I can't cry!! It won't let me! Did you even realise that I literally don't have a leg? That I'm hurting too?" "Well- I know. But. You just killed your dad!" What. The fuck.

"Get out. Don't look at me like that Sarah. Please. Get the hell out!" He spat with venom. Tommy couldn't believe that this bitch just blamed it all on him.