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Chapter 6- Lost

Tw: crying, nightmares, manipulation.

     Phil opened his eyes to complete darkness that he floated in. He looked around confused, it felt like he was in water. But allowed him to breath. A conduit perhaps? He tried to move,  the black ink that surrounded him holding him in place. He is stuck. The water felt and acted like tar. This must be some sort of nightmare.
     "Phil." A voice called, he looked behind him to see Techno. He had cuts and bruises all over him, holding his arm as if it was broken. "Why... Why did you hurt me. I thought we were friends." Techno muttered tears in his eyes. Phil's heart dropped,
     "Of course we're friends! I didn't mean to!" But he had already disappeared into the abyss. Leaving him confused.
      "Phil." He turned around to see Wilbur, tears running down his cheeks. "Why'd you yell at me? Why do you lie to me? Aren't we friends?" Wilbur asked as his words developed into sobs and weeps. He tried to swim over to Will but he wouldn't move. His body laying stagnant in the tar.
     "I-I had a good reason to lie! I swear... We're friends!" Phil pleaded, "please don't cry." Wanting to reaching his hand out and wipe the tears from his face. Eyes watering as Wilbur disappeared too, his sobs still being heard before fading. He clutched his chest wanting to end this nightmare, heart throbbing with pain. He couldn't lose his friends, what would he do?
     "Phil." He looked up to see Tommy, tears also flowing. Phil knew what was coming. Already tensing for the impact of silver tongued words. "Why. I thought you were my father figure, someone I could look up to. But you're just a monster." The words felt like a knife to his chest, Tommy spiting the words like venom. He didn't even try to justify himself, because he can't. What they had said was true. He didn't deserve them.

     "Is he sleep talking?" Tommy asked, poking Phil gently. He was muttering odd things in his sleep, like 'we're friends' and 'I'm sorry.' Phil shifted, muttering words he couldn't understand and a whimper escaped his lips. He looked at Phil with sympathy.
     "Are you seriously pitying the monster?" Redza teased, still tied up but now to a chair. He glared at him,
     "You're the monster, not Phil." He just grinned and wiggled a bit. Tail swishing behind him. Techno was asleep on the couch bandages and bandaids on him. Wilbur was making some food and he had the job to watch Phil and Redza.
     "Y'know, if you call me a monster you're basically calling Phil one." He stated.
     "You two are nothing alike. I know you did something to make him act this way." He didn't have evidence of course, just a feeling. Redza went quite after that, rolling his eyes. He looked back at Phil, who now had tears running down his cheeks. Tommy grabbed a tissue and wiped them. Wishing he could do something to help, but this wasn't really his strong suit. Actually, it wasn't any of their strengths except Phil. All of them aren't the best at comforting people, but Phil of course. Especially Techno. Now that Tommy thought of it, they had never seen Phil this upset. And yet they brushed it off or just waited. Tommy couldn't help but feel guilty for not trying to help.

      Tommy looks up to all of them. Seeing Phil hurt Techno and be so cold broke his heart. He thought Phil was kind, and happy, but seeing that changed his image. He shouldn't have said that to Phil, he still of course sees him as a father figure. A dad. Tommy forgives him, because he too would be pissed if he created this bastard. And he knows deep down, that Redza did some sneaky shit and changed him. He knows it.

      "Huh?" Phil shot up from his slumber. He looked around to see it was night time. Redza was tied up and Tommy and Wilbur were slept on the floor. Only him and Techno were sleeping on the couches. So that was just a nightmare. He stared at his hand, thinking over the things said there. He would be lying to say he didn't feel absolutely terrible and like the worst person on the earth.
     "Hey Philza." He looked up to see Redza awake, looking at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "They all hate you now, you know that?" His eyes widened, was that true? He snapped his head away. Don't listen to him.
     "Redza, just leave me be." He muttered.
     "They think you're a terrible friend and a horrible person. Now they know about me and that you created me." Phil's heart dropped, maybe he was right. Who would create such an evil part of oneself, expect an evil person. "They tried to kill you after all, thinking you're too much of a danger." Redza pointed to his back, he peaked over to see bandages wrapped around his torso covering a huge gash on his back. His hand shook slightly as he touched his back, wincing at the pain. He looked back at Redza with sadness and fear in his eyes. "It's what you deserve." Phil didn't even know what to say. He just stared blankly at his legs. They hate him now, even going as far as trying to kill him. He wrapped his arms around him and curled up into a ball. What was he gonna do?