Wilbur
It was a pretty normal day. I just did whatever the nurses told me to do and watched TV whenever I had time to myself.
I settled back in bed a little bit before 8:00 pm.
I heard commotion out in the hallway, so I got up and peeked out. I didn't expect to see Emmett getting carried by two strong men while screaming. I see a nurse come beside the two strong men and their grip tightens a bit. The nurse puts a needle in Emmett's neck. I don't know what it is, but he seemed scared of it. They put him in a room at the end of the hall.
Tommy
I've been feeling depressed all day and blaming myself for Wilbur wanting to die. Dad has been keeping an eye on me all day.
I'm curled up in his bed. He went downstairs not too long ago. Dad looks like he's aged maybe 10 years in these past few months, but I can't blame him since he's probably really stressed... I can't help, but feel I ruined this family. Maybe if I never came here they'd be okay... Maybe Wilbur wouldn't be in a mental hospital right now...
Techno
I want to feel his touch again...
All over me.
His fingers running through my hair, under my shirt, down into my pants...
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If I'm so deadass I have no clue wtf this chapter is. 😊💗
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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...
