Overlooked-Tommyinnit

Part 11

TW: abuse, panic attack, blood, GORE. Heavy chapter again, stay safe readers <3

"Tommy?" A voice rang through my phone.
"help..." I said, I still didn't recognize the voice.
"What's going on? What happened?" The voice asked.
"I can't...breath..shaking" I tried to explain what I was feeling.
"Where are you Tommy?" The voice spoke again
"school..bathroom.." I spoke, hoping it'll help, but my breaths were still shallow.
"Okay, uh, name 5 things you can see." The voice spoke, in a gentle tone.
"door...toilet..my bags...phone...bathroom floor" I spoke, slowly trying to look around with my blurred vision.
"You're doing great, 4 things you can hear?" The voice asked again.
"you..keys..my breathing..heartbeats.." I spoke, hiccuping between every word, but my thoughts started to settle.
"Keep going, 3 things you can smell by any chance?" The voice asked.
"sensitizer...soap..refresher.." I spoke, slowly feeling my breathing calm and my thoughts are started to get collected again.
"You're doing great Tommy, do you want me to call your Dad?" The voice asked.
"NO!" I shouted immediately I began to spiral again
"Okay okay, how about Wilbur or Techno? It's ok Tommy, you're fine." The voice spoke in a gentle tone, probably noticing the way I started to spiral again.
"Wilbur.." I spoke again, thinking about my older brother.
"I'm calling Wilbur now, hang tight okay?" The voice spoke, which I gave a small "mhm" to as an answer.

I heard they hung up, I still couldn't focus on anything. My thoughts were still far into my panic spiral, I couldn't seem to grasp reality so I could stop spiraling it. My phone rang.

"hello..." I said, I didn't even see who it was, but I assumed it's Wilbur.
"Toms?! Are you okay?! Ranboo called me in a panic!" Wilbur's voice was laced with worry.
It hit me.

I called Ranboo?
What?
He knows everything now?
What did I do.
How can I be so stupid.
Why..how?
What's even the time for him right now!

My breathing picked up again and a sob escaped my lips.
"Toms, hey hey hey. It's okay, you're safe, it's your big brother no one else. Talk to me Tommy." Wilbur said, comforting me.
"What's going on Toms?" Wilbur asked, I didn't want him to know. He can't.
"just a bad test.." I mumbled, my phone barely picked it up.
"It's alright Tommy, Dad will understand. You're doing great anyway." Wilbur spoke, his voice was comforting, like when he sings.
"Mhm, I have to go.." I said to Will.
"Alright, stay safe Toms." Wilbur said, I slowly hung up the phone.

I sat up and dried my eyes with toilet paper. I slowly got up and collected my stuff, I looked down at my phone the clock read 3:45pm meaning the school ended 45 minutes ago. Then I saw the notifications which made my stomach drop.

Math D-

WHAT?!
HOW I BARELY PASSED
IM GONNA GET KILLED
I CANT MAKE DAD PROUD

My thoughts were spiraling again as I lowered my phone and made my way out of the bathroom. I walked into the halls, I lowered my head down and pulled my hood on, hoping it'll somehow make me disappear from existence.

I quickly walked outside of the school building and into the bus stop. My bus came and I got on, listening to Wilbur's song.

Spotify playing
Jubilee line
By Wilbur

I tried to wrap my head around how much of a failure I am, and how my Dad gonna react  to my grade. My Dad usually gets home around 6pm so I have time to get home and to try and figure out an apology so I don't get it as bad tonight. Before I could get lost further into my train of thought my stop was announced on the speakers so I got off my bus and walked home.

I entered my house and I quickly made my way up to my room, where I tried my hardest not to cry, when I heard my phone ring.

Ranboob
Accept          Decline

I hesitated before I clicked "accept"

"Hello" Ranboos voice rang through my speakers.
"Hi Ranboo." I Said greeting him back.
"Are you okay Tommy?" Ranboo asked, he sounded like he genuinely cares.
"I'm fine, I gtg Ranboo, sorry for disturbing you" I replied, quickly wanting to end the conversation.
"Tommy- okay. Be safe." Ranboo said before I hung up the phone.

I remember I had to text Wilbur I got home, so I did.

Time skip 6pm

"Tommy. Get your ass down here NOW." I heard Dad yell from downstairs.
"coming.." I mumbled, not even trying to yell, hoping it'll save me from another round. I went downstairs.
"HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THIS?! WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT STUDYING?! HUH?!" Dad screamed and yanked me towards by the collar of my shirt.
"ANSWER ME BRAT" he screamed and yanked me closer again.
"To keep up my grades..." I answered, forcing back tears from streaming down my cheeks.
"AND WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Dad screamed and slapped me across the face.
"I didn't..." I answered.
"AND WHY DIDNT YOU?! I ASKED YOU FOR ONE, ONE LITTLE THING" Dad yelled and punched me again, my nose started bleeding.
"I was tired..." I mumbled as a response, resisting the urge to grab my nose.
"YOURE TIRED?! IM TIRED OF RAISING A SON LIKE YOU! I WISH YOU WERE NEVER MY SON!" Dad yelled and punched me again, this time, repeatedly. My world went back.

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