49 ➪ Ranboo Smiled.

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Tommy POV

I hate relapsing, it happens way too much. I always have to stare at my cuts the day after. I can't even talk to anyone anymore, it's all my fault too. I wish I could just calm down and talk to someone for a day.. I don't want to talk to Wilbur or Karl. I'd talk to Quackity but.

I did this...

Didnt I?




I opened my phone, scrolling through dms. Most of them were my friends asking where I was and if I was ok. I had one from even Tubbo, I didn't block him on discord.

There was so much spam.. I scrolled up, seeing a bunch of apologies. I thought you hated me. I rolled my eyes and saw a bunch of dms from Ranboo, I lit up a little.

It was a bunch of good-morning and goodnight messages, along with asking if I'm alright. Why didn't I ever answer? Why does he always text me when he knows i'm not gonna respond, he's a really good friend.

I felt like seeing him again or at least calling with him. I texted him asking if I could come over.

Tommy: Is it alright if I come over?

Ranboo: Hi!! Sure, Just tell me when.

I smiled and ran up to go ask Karl.

"Karllllll" I banged on his door.

"ONE SECOND!" I heard coughing, it sounded like he was in the bathroom.. What happened? I hope he isn't sick.

He suddenly opened the door, his eyes were teary and he had a red face. "Are you alright?" I asked.

"Mhm! Just allergies.." He lied, I could tell. I didn't feel like pushing it.

"Uhm- Can I go to Ranboo's place?" I pleaded.

"Sure thing, do you want me to drive you over?" Karl agreed, I nodded my head rapidly.

I ran to get ready, grabbing my phone and charger and packing a bag. "IM READY!" I yelled from across the house.

"Where are you going?" Wilbur walked in.

"Ranboos!" I grinned, Wilbur looked a little done with me.

"Oh. Have fun." I could tell he didn't like Ranboo, but Ranboo is genuinely a good person.. I don't get why he doesn't?

"Don't be so pissy about it." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not." Wilbur turned around towards me, clenching his fists.

"Yeah whatever. You seem pretty jealous." I instigated.

"STOP FUCKING TRYING TO START SOMETHING IM NOT JEALOUS!" Wilbur yelled, losing his temper quickly.

"WHY DO YOU NOT LIKE HIM THE-"

"QUIET!" Karl stomped inside, "Can I not leave you guys alone for two second without you guys fighting?!" He snarled, I did realize we always fight for no reason.

"Sorry. Sorry, Wilbur." I was quick to apologize, I hated being scolded. It always scares me.

"Why should I apologize." Wilbur huffed, crossing his arms.

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