Trigger Warnings: Being replaced, questioning of selfth-worth, eating disorder.
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ೃ⁀➷Tommy stared at the 'family' of three that were off in the distance in complete silence. Tears threatened to spill in the corner of his eyes, yet he didn't even try to stop them from falling.
"What did I expect?" The teen laughed weakly, letting his head drop down. He soon stopped laughing and just cried, he dropped to his knees in the snow and just cried. "I was just a burden to them anyway, it's- it's about time..." He sobbed as he still managed to smile.
Phil, Techno and Ranboo all sat in the snow contently, laughing together. Heck, even Techno was laughing. The three of them were happy. Honestly, Tommy envied them, mainly Ranboo if anything. But Ranboo was a nice guy and Tommy knew this, so he couldn't be mad at him. No matter how much he wanted to be.
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It's not Ranboo's fault he's better then him.
It's not Ranboo's fault all these bad things happen.
It's not Ranboo's fault everyone hates him.
It's not Ranboo's fault his father practically disowned him.
It's not Ranboo's fault his bestfriend didn't talk to him anymore.Or was it...?
The blonde teen was now staring at his bestfriend who was sat on the steps of his home in SnowChester. He seemed to be laughing and smiling. He was happy. But the thing is, it had nothing to do with Tommy.
Sat beside his bee-fanatic of a friend, was Ranboo. It was always Ranboo.
"You know Ranboo, I'm glad I met you!" Tubbo laughed, patting Ranboo on the back. "You are my bestfriend afterall!" He continued. Ranboo laughed along with the brunette, putting an arm around his bestfriend. Putting his arm around Tommy's bestfriend. His Tubbo.
The blonde continued to stare at the two, completely heartbroken. "It was only time..." He whispered under his breath as he forced a smile.
"Maybe it's just my time..."
If they all just replace him, what was the point in him being around?
Tubbo only ever talked to him when it was about Ranboo anyway. The same with Phil. They couldn't care less about how Tommy was feeling, how he was coping.
The boy bit his lip as he slowly turned around, taking one last glance at the two other teens before walking off without a word.
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A growling stomach could be heard through the dirt home as a certain blonde boy sat in the corner hugging his knees tightly. He lowered his head to rest them on his knees as he winced slightly, tempted to clutch his stomach.
He had lost his appetite, he hadn't eaten in a while now. Was it healthy? Not at all. Was it worth the pain? To him, yes. He just wanted to feel something, whether it was physical or emotional. It felt as if somebody had poked his stomach with a needle, almost like a balloon.
All the boy wanted to do was dissapear. Not die, he was honestly scared to die, he just wanted to dissapear without a trace, stop existing...
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"Don't worry my sweet boy, it'll be over soon..."
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Lmao a vent chapter at it's finest. Honestly it hurts that this is pretty much the reality for Tommy at this point lmao. Also I'll centre it later! -Noi
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