Tommyinnit Angst

Not alone (4)

TW//abuse//swearing//ed//throwing up//

Tommy's POV

"How long has your dad been abusing you?" Wilbur says

I look over at a peaceful Tubbo. 

"What? What do you m-mean? My dad's not abusing me. I told you, it was a one time thing." 

"Tommy we both know all of those statements are false." 

I put my head down 

"Do you trust me?" He says, catching me off guard 

"Of course" 

"Please just tell me I will just listen and wont tell anyone else I swear." 

"It started when my mum left" I say 

You stupid bitch. You should have lied

Dammit, well I might as well tell him the rest. 

"It started with just being drunk, then it got to hitting me when I did something bad and now it's more than just hitting, even if I do nothing wrong. If he's mad I'm gonna get hurt." 

It felt nice to finally tell someone 

"And cutting your wrists?" 

Oh god how did he know? 

"Soon after" 

"Oh" "Please don-" I say after he cuts me off. 

"I wont" 

"Wait really?" I say in shock 

"It's not my secret to share, but my house is always open you could live with me. Away from your father" 

"Thank you Wil but I'm fine with my dad" 

I wish I could go with him. 

"Are you safe though?" 

"Yes Wil please stop worrying" 

"Ok what do you want to eat?" 

"Oh nothing I'm not hungry" 

"Tommy?" I couldn't tell him. If I did he would never stop worrying plus I'm way to fat. 

"Really Wil I'm not hungry" 

"You're eating something and that's final" 

"But Wil-" 

"Tommy" 

"Ok fine" 

"I know you like cheeseburgers is that alright?" 

"Yes that's fine." 

Ok I have a plan, after I eat I'm going to go to the bathroom to throw up. 

I'm going to do that every time I have to eat so that I wont look suspicious. 

Wilbur's POV

I can't believe what I just heard, My bestfr- no screw that my brother was being abused. 

I should call someone but I'm his friend I'm going to try and get him to talk to someone in Florida I'm positive somebody else will know what to do. 

The flight attendant comes up to us to ask if we want anything 

"A cheeseburger please" I say. 

"For sure anything else?" 

"No but thank you" 

"No problem." 

 As she walks away I can see Tommy nervously playing with his fingernails 

"What's wrong buddy?" I say half knowing what he is going to say.