TommyInnit angst-shots

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(I'm not feeling the best, I feel as if since my cousin has come over my mom has replaced me- but it's not that. They just have a better talking range than I do withher. And they haven't seen each other in years. I envy him so God damn much. Is it because hes drunk or something? Should I have taken more moonshine?)
(Like God fuck. I am a minor worrying about whether my mom has replaced me fer my drunk young cousin because they talk better)

(TWs; gritting teeth, shaking, glass shards,)

♤Tommy

I trudged down the creaky hallway towards the stairs, gripping the rail for support once I reached the old bastards. I heard laughing from downstairs as I rounded the corner into the kitchen.

Techno, Phil, Wilbur, Tubbo and Ramboo sat at the table- eating dinner. I had just woken up, but did they not even bother?

And Ranboo was sitting in my seat.

"Tommy- I forgot I had a fifth son." My eyes widened slightly as Phil spoke, laughing with Techno.

"What do you mean?"

"I've adopted Ranboo. Hes your fourth older brother." (I dont know if hes older or younger than Tubbo)

He smiled a toothy grin as the people around the table cheered and raised their glasses of Coke. My Coke.

My hands trembled at my side, my breath quickened as they continued to laugh. They've replaced me, haven't they? They'll always replace me.

I hadn't noticed that tears were streaked down my face until Tubbo shouted at me. "BIG MAN! Tommy- you good?"

Everyone was staring at me know- their eyes scanned me up and down, waiting for my next move to judge me harshly by.

Ranboo looked at me worriedly.

I dont need his pity.
I scowled and marched up to my room, ignoring the calls from the group below.

I ignored the grumble of my stomach and throbbing headache aswell, slamming my door shut with the rattle of the windows.

I stood there for a moment, my hands in tight balls by my side. I could feel slight warm blood trickle down my index finger, as my nails haven't been clipped for awhile.

I gritted my teeth and shook in place, letting all the anger inside of me out at once.

All of the anger from my own father not acknowledging me as his son, neglecting me and coming back- then replacing me with someone better.

I turned to my right and punched the wall, the paint chipped beneath my white and blood stained knuckles as I continued to take my anger out. A small hole formed in the area as I continued, finally breaking through the sheetrock and all.

I turned to my window and growled slightly, taking harsh steps towards it and raising my fist, plunging it quickly into the fragile material.

I breathed heavily and took gasps of air as it shattered to pieces, some sticking in my hand. I shook it and cringed at the pain, looking down at the scattered shards.

Was this why they replaced me? Because I'm reckless? Or, is it because I'm Tommy?

(Short, I just wanted to kinda Express my anger, so instead of trying to get someone to keep me company from kms, I did this. Personally, it could've been better)