He has nobody... [DreamSMP FanFic]

* Chapter Fifty-Four *

{Tommys POV]

I woke up on the bench not far from our house... "Shit!" I mumbled rubbing my eyes as i realised i left the house without warning. I rolled my eyes and stood up while sighing 
I came out here for some peace... I guess i must have passed out sometime in the night. I looked down and there was an empty alcohol bottle on the floor, and a half full one next to it. I sat in confusion looking at it
"That isn't mine..." I whispered to myself... "Is it?"

NO! It can't be, i didn't take anything with me yesterday... But how did it get there? I shook my head in anger trying to remember who it was but my memories of the previous were blurred 
I let out a low growl and held my head in my hands... "Was that me?" 

"NO IT WASN'T!" I shouted at myself
I heard nothing but my voice echoing... The sun was coming up however it was extremely cold and raining... I realised my clothes had been soaking wet. "It must have been raining last night..." I sighed. I ruffled my hair and took my iconic red and white T-shirt off so i could squeeze it, letting all the water out. Once i did so i hung my head so rain didn't get in my face, I tried to blow warm air into my shirt so it would dry quicker. 

After a while of trying it was still cold however there wasn't as much water in it, but now my body was wet... "FUCK!" I shouted while laughing at my Idiocy. I put the shirt back on and flung my head back, while running my fingers through my hair, I had a headache but decided it probably wasn't much and i should ignore it...
I'm not sure how long I've been here but it must have been a while as i heard footsteps behind me... Close behind me... 
I heard a small voice say "Tommy..." I guessed it was Wilbur and let a small smile grow on my face as i turned around 

"Good Morning Wilb-" I froze as i realised how wrong i was... 

"Wilbur?!" Red laughed, "Do i look like Wilbur to you?" 

I scrambled backwards off of the bench and tried turning, I ended up tripping on the half full bottle and hit my face on the fence which was protecting me from falling down the steep hill below me... I winced and brought my hand to my face, only to see blood cover my hand... I let out a deep breath and turned to face Red. He was standing over me now, smirking slightly at my new wound. I let out a shaky breath as the rain fell on it numbing my entire face...
"What the fuck do you want!?" I growled 

"Well that's no way to greet someone is it?" He rolled his eyes and held out his hand for me to grab... despite hating him, i latched onto his hand and he pulled me up. I felt my right leg give away and i fell on him. "Okay, okay I helped you up, that doesn't mean i want a hug" he tried to shoo me off of him but i couldn't stand back up 

"Your a fucking idiot, why would i hug you!" I exclaimed, truing my hardest to push myself off 

"I don't know, Your the one doing it not me", He laughed at my failing attempts to stand up until i finally succeeded

"What do you want!?" I groaned, while rubbing my painful leg 

"Nothing" He watched as i winced at the pain in my leg, "What did you even do?" He asked

"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I KNOW!?" I shouted pushing him backwards slightly with my free hand 

"Okay chill out", He rolled his eyes and picked me up, putting me on the chair 

"What the fuck do you think your doing?" I growled, squirming as he placed me down 

"Shut up" He rolled up my jeans so he could see the damage, there was a large gash from my knee to the bottom of my leg... He looked around to see what had happened while i winced at the pain of the rain landing in the open wound. There was a sharp stone just behind the bottle i tripped on, I must have landed on it