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// Everything's okay //

This book is just turning out to be Tommy & Tubbo angst lol I cant stop aaaaaaa hopefully I'll think of stuff to use for other smp members as well soRRY but here have this for now ,,,

TW/CW: PTSD, physical abuse, nightmares, panic attack
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Tubbo had escaped Manburg and being under Schlatt's rule with the help of Tommy, Wilbur, Niki and Techno 3 days ago. After finding bruises on the shorter boy, Tommy vowed that he would never let Tubbo go back to Manburg. Tubbo had never seen his best friend so enraged. He was filled with anger that Schlatt would put his hands on his best friend; someone who is so sweet, innocent and undeserving of the abuse he had been secretly enduring.
When he had first arrived at Pogtopia, Tubbo realized he didnt want to be babied by his friends or be treated any different just because of what he had gone through. Wilbur said that he could room with him or Tommy, but Tubbo said it was fine, and he'd be ok in his own room.
Little did any of his friends know, the past two nights he was having flashbacks in his nightmares of his time under Schlatt, and they only seemed to be getting worse. Tubbo didnt want to bother his friends with how much they made him upset because he'd just feel worse; so he tried to stay quiet if he cried, and hugged his pillows if he didnt want to be alone.
On the third night, he said goodnight to his friends and went to his room, closing the door softly behind him and laying in what was now his bed. He stared at the ceiling; darkness all around him as the lights were off. He didnt want to sleep, he knew that if he did that he'd just have another bad dream, and he didnt want his friends to notice and worry about him. That was the last thing he wanted.
He let out a heavy sigh. Today was a long day, and he was exhausted but he really didnt want to fall asleep. Soon he became too tired, and reluctantly he had closed his eyes, darkness consuming him as he fell into unconsciousness.
    Schlatt had given Tubbo a long list of things that he needed to get for him before the sun went down. It was too many things and Tubbo knew he didnt have enough time in the day to get them all, but he would try his best to get it done anyway the best he could.
Schlatt did this to Tubbo often: he would give Tubbo tasks to complete that were too much for him alone to handle, Schlatt simply expected too much from him. Tubbo always tried his best to live up to Schlatt's expectations but it seemed that he never could, and Schlatt always made it clear that he wasn't good enough for him, even if he still kept the young brunette around.
It was the end of the day, only half of the tasks on the list had been completed. Tubbo's hands shook as the sun set, and he returned to Schlatt's office. He already knew what was in store for him, especially if Schlatt was already having a bad day.
"Come in." Schlatt said, sitting in a chair with his feet on his desk.
Tubbo walked in cautiously, closing the door behind him.
Schlatt was pinching the bridge of his nose in what looked to be frustration, but looked up with his signature evil smile as Tubbo walked in. "Tubbo! My right hand man!" Schlatt stood, making his way over to the significantly shorter boy. "Thank you." He snatched the list from Tubbo's hands.
He scanned over it with eyes of stone. He was not happy.
"Tubbo... What happened to the rest of these things I told you to get?" Schlatt asked looking down at him, as he shifted uncomfortably on his feet.
"W-well Schlatt see- I just- I didnt have enough time and- and its a lot of things to have to get in only a day..." Tubbo said anxiously.
Schlatt sighed heavily, turning away from Tubbo. "You cant do anything right, can you Tubbo?"
     Tubbo felt a pang of hurt as his chest began to feel heavy at the intimidating man's words. He should be used to Schlatt's cruel words by now, but yet they still stung every time. "I... I'm sorry Schlatt.. I really tried but-"
     Tubbo was cut off as Schlatt spun back around, quickly grabbing Tubbo's wrist in a tight hold, one that would bruise the boy's pale skin underneath the suit he was wearing. "SHUT UP!" He yelled, causing Tubbo to flinch.
     Tubbo whimpered in pain as Schlatt twisted the boy's wrist the wrong way as he yelled, most likely causing it to sprain. "You're useless!" Schlatt growled.
     "N-no! Im sorry! Please!" Tubbo sobbed, heavy, hot tears streaming down his face. He missed his friends, he wished he was with Tommy watching the sun set and listening to Mellohi. Things werent so simple anymore, he didnt know how much of this he could handle.
     Schlatt pushed him roughly to the ground, and he gasped as hit his head against the cement wall behind him.
     "USELESS!" Schlatt pulled a fist back, and it came swinging down at Tubbo until-
     Tubbo sat up quickly, gasping for air. Tears were falling down his face just like in his nightmare, and it felt like he was being choked because it was so hard to breathe. Despite the event in the flashback being over a month ago, he held his wrist in his other hand, remembering how much pain he was in for a week and a half after the incident.
     He couldnt do this by himself, he was freaking out in the pitch black room and couldnt calm himself down as he sobbed. Soon someone would hear him, but he didnt care anymore.
      His whole body shook as he cried, he was hyperventilating because of how much panic he was in after basically re-living the incident, hugging himself to try to calm down. Clearly it wasn't helping.
     As he predicted, a minute later Wilbur had quickly swung the door open and turned the lights on. "Tubbo? Whats wrong?" He wasnt calming down, things only seemed to be getting worse, tears wetting the blanket that covered his legs.
     "Tommy! TOMMY!" Wilbur yelled, as Tommy would probably better handle this situation since Tubbo was closer with him. The tall boy ran in, still in his pajamas as it was most likely very late. "Hes having a panic attack." Tommy said to Will, rushing past him.
     "Tubbo? Tubbo whats wrong? Hey, Im here, Im here." The blonde climbed onto Tubbo's bed, wrapping his arms tightly around his best friend who was still crying and trying to breathe. "Tubbo? Breathe okay? Just breathe."
     "I- Im- He said I was- He said I was useless and then- Im- Am I usesless Tommy?" Tubbo shook under Tommy's touch.
     "What? No, no of course not Tubbo! Youre not useless- it's okay." Tommy hugged Tubbo until he was beginning to calm down, and he leaned into Tommy's chest taking deep breaths.
     "Tubbo what happened? Was it a nightmare?" Tommy asked softky to the boy in his arms. He nodded, and Tommy felt so bad for him.
"They keep- they keep happening and- and Schlatt he- he just-" Tubbo broke down again, and Tommy knew he was having flashbacks in his sleep. Schlatt must have hurt Tubbo many more times than just the one Tommy knew about, and it broke his heart.
"He's not here Tubbo, he cant hurt you anymore." Tommy said trying to reassure him, wiping the tears off the smaller boy's face with his shirt sleeve.
"I- I know." He said, sniffling. He was calming down a bit more now, Tommy still holding him close. Tommy had told Wilbur that he could go back to sleep, he could handle it.
"Why don't you come sleep with me?" Tommy asked.
Tubbo nodded reluctantly, and they made their way to Tommy's room, where they fell back asleep together on Tommy's bed. He knew everything would be okay, as this time Tubbo didnt have any more nightmares.