TMR/TBS Imagines

Thomas AU // The Invisible Boy

* Warning: this one-shot can be both triggering, from the mention of suicide, and inappropriate since it has a descriptive scene of smut.

This is very different from what I usually do but I decided to try something weird and out of my comfort zone. I'm honestly not sure how I feel about this one. *

Today was the day I move into my new place- a small house in the middle of nowhere. I needed somewhere to live since I had to quickly move after catching to my cheating ex-boyfriend in the act. I had to pack my stuff and find the first place I could afford which happened to be this place.

It was nice but small. It was in the middle of a small circle of house spread far apart but besides that, it was hidden in the woods. I didn't have much stuff since I had just moved into my exes place so I had my car filled but that was it.

It didn't take long for me to set my stuff up considering it was so little. I was tired by now and it was late so I changed into my pajamas and climbed into bed.

I couldn't help but get this weird feeling as I laid in the bed. It felt as if someone was with me except I was completely alone. Besides that, the house was freezing despite the heat being on and my stuff had been moved slightly all day.

I shook off all my nerves knowing I was still shaken from the horrors I endured two weeks ago with my ex. I let myself relax and fall asleep only to be woken up rudely by nightmares.

-- nightmare --

"What do you think you're doing?" A woman screamed at a young man standing by a table. I had never seen the dark haired woman or the blond haired boy before.

"I told you were through. Get out of my house!" The boy yelled pointing to the door.

"And I said we weren't! You're mine Thomas and no one else's!" The girl screamed before lifting the large knife she had in her hand. "If I can't have you... no one can!"

The woman lunged forward and drove the knife into the boys chest. He gasped as he dropped to the floor with blood oozing from his mouth and chest. The woman laughed, she cackled actually over the boy as the life left his face.

"MINE!" She screeched.

I bolted upright in my bed with a loud gasp. I looked around and noticed the sunlight peeking into the room. I pushed the hair out of my face and pushed the covers off me.

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed myself a cup of coffee. While making it, my phone rang and it was my boss.

After two long minutes in a conversation, the call ended. I dropped the phone on the counter as I pulled my lip into my teeth. Fired. I was fired from my job. Apparently my ex had connections to my boss and when he heard the news I left, he was pissed and wanted revenge.

I felt the tears slide down my cheeks as I lifted my half empty coffee cup at the wall. It smashed into a million pieces as brown coffee splattered on the walls.

I opened the cabinets and looked for the one glass I owned but it was missing. I opened the rest of the cabinets and found it tucked inside one across the kitchen. I know I didn't put it there.

I searched through the kitchen for my utensils when I noticed they were missing too. I opened the pantry and found them sitting plainly on the shelf.

"Now I'm loosing my fucking mind?" I cried as I slammed the door and buried my hands in my hair.

"I'm done. I'm done," I mumbled as I walked to the counter and lifted the sharpest knife I had in its block.

I had lost everything. My house, my boyfriend, my job. What was left for me?