3rd Person POV
------
He felt awful if that is the correct word.
Tommy knew he was fucked. There wasn't much he could do. He could already feel the blazing sun on his skin which was almost as uncomfortable as he was. Dream left plenty of handprints on Tommy's wrist for him to stare at in shame, it was pitiful.
He tried to swallow his own self-pity. The poor kid was completely unaware of what to do now, he had just been fucking stranded. The heat was unbearable and the sound of the ocean waves became irritating.
Tommy got up from the grass, a deep sigh erupting from his throat. He was starving and the only food he had on him was a singular carrot. Fantastic.
He scowled but ate the food anyways, watching his hunger go up by one and a half. What a waste. He knew he'd have to deal with it until an animal appeared, which unfortunately so, would be a while. He honestly wished Ghostbur stayed. He could've helped him, maybe got him more food. He knew it was too late to ask for that considering the ghost had left with Dream about an hour ago.
He wanted to die, he was to "blame for this whole situation" according to Tubbo. He was wrong. Tommy had guilt rising up in him but was unsure why. He couldn't defend himself, he never could, and that's why he wanted death, it sounds stupid but he didn't care.
What if he ended up like Wilbur? Was that even an option? What would he blow up, who would stab him?
Wait.
Why was he thinking this now? He isn't like that psychopath. He wouldn't put so many people in danger because he was selfish enough to put his insanity to blame. Hell, the man wasn't even crazy! He was just bored and needed something to stop the anger. Ironic isn't it, sounds familiar...
Well, at least that's what Tommy thinks. He's just tired. He needs rest.
For now, the death thoughts can wait. As much as he wants to think about it he can't...
Yet.
----
This is probably so jumbled up!! This is a rewritten chapter btw!
I hope this makes sense haha!
YOU ARE READING
(Rewriting for now) Never My Time To Die ~ A Tommyinnit Angst Fic
De TodoTommy had always been such an exciting kid, smiling and screaming with glee whenever he could. When his older brother Wilbur died at the hands of his own father Tommy was clueless. When his closest friend had left him and became the president of L'm...
