Dearest Fred...

"Wouldn't be the first time..right?" Part 4

Q!Tubbo Pov

It had spread a lot faster the last I remembered,What caused it to slow down? In a minute it went from my hands to my wrist and in at least one hour it only went from my feet to my ankles,What the fuck?

"Tubbo..What did they do to you?.."

I stared, scavenging for an answer searching every bit of my brain for an answer on what was happening to me.

My voice weak and fragile,"I-I don't know.."

I should've told them about the pills.I should've been honest but I truly didn't know what was happening to me..I opened my mouth to tell them about the Pills,About the beating,About everything.

Instead all that came out was a shaky breath,I couldn't speak no words that I wished to say were coming out of my mouth.

The door of the elevator finally opened after what felt like a century,I sprinted out of the elevator.

I didn't mean to I didn't want to! I had lost all control of my body.

All my efforts to stop running,were all denied.I heard yelling behind me,a mix of confusion and concern.

How had this all done downhill so fast?..All the cheers all the joy of finally seeing my family.I was Running to them knocking them down,Now I was running from them.

I ran around the train station to the hills,These hills brought me back memories,some unwanted some joyful.back when I would eagerly wait for the perfect time to climb over the hills and be greeted with that dim but bright blue light,my smile getting wider as I reached in to grab the letters and gifts that would often await me.

That of course was before he was taken from me,Then this place seemed to be a haunting sight,that mailbox who I believed would be empty for the rest of my time here.

Unwelcoming.The little mail box had seemed to had lost all its color back then,all the joy that had been felt just in the previous days was gone only turned into haunting memories, grief and guilt all followed.

Now,this place was the only place I wished to go to be.I was noticeably faster than Pac and Fit plus they were getting tired,So was I. I slid down the perfect green grassy hill,leaving behind a nasty looking dirt track.

My name was hidden on the map so once I was out of render distance I was gone.

Why had you even ran in the first place?

They had questions I couldn't answer,I myself had questions,but still no certain answer.

If there one thing that I hate it's not knowing.My thought process is if you're stuck in the dark but you know there's someone there it's not as scary as if we where to say you didn't know someone was with you.

Of course there are some occasions where being in the dark is better than knowing the reality of things.But in my case,Being stuck in the darkness was driving me mad.

I couldn't seem to wrap my head around what he had done to me.The pills,yes,but what was their effect? Did it have to do with the grey on my body?

Thinking about the grey spreading through my body,I put my hands out in front of me.

My hands cut up and scraped from the wooden shards of that chair,Sprinkled with dirt specks.But what really caught my eye was the grey had spread to my shoulders,It was unpleasant sight at the most.

Not knowing what's happening to your body can take a toll on anyone.

I pushed out all thought in my head,put my arms down and stared,Blankly at the letter box.

The light off as per usual,as far I know the light hasn't been turned on for ages.

Why did I come here out of all places?

I'm not particularly sure,I felt the need to be listened to not questioned.To be talking not answering.

I suppose I was expecting or at least hoping that I would see him here.

The same way I hoped for a letter back from him,The disappointment I felt whenever I wouldn't receive a letter would have a greatly a
Effect on my mood the rest of the day.

I reached in the letter box expecting nothing but my own disappointment.

I was pleasantly surprised to feel my hands touch something.

I moved my hands gently across the object,a hard leather cover it was so soft on my hand,Paper,corners of multiple pieces of paper Some more folded than others but I was certain on what was in there

Sticking my hands deeper In the barrel In an attempt to pull out the letter,My hand brushed over something.A small but soft object it has a texture of wrinkled skin but if only it was thin and soft.

I pulled the letter out placing it right next to me next I tried feeling around for the object I had felt earlier,Instead I felt a long stem like shape.

In an instant my hands pulled back with the newly discovered object in my clutches.

A rose,It seemed to have been there for a while but Still beautiful.

I traced my fingers around the edges of the soft wrinkled petals, It really was a remarkable sight.

!!!! I apologize but I've lost motivation for this story!!! But here's a part I forgot to publish. 

I am working on a new story however!! that I have more interest in!! Yet again I apologize