Tommyinnit Angst/Fluff one shots

41. Fighting (PA)

How did it get to pure angst? That's a question you'll have to bring to IDGAF in file form. Just make sure to not put it in IDGAS because those are totally different things

Tommy's parents are divorced and he has a lot of step siblings

It turns out that both parents were cheating with someone else and they had both lost love for each other

At first they hated each other's guys but at some point they mellowed it out and they are just friends

They were married for 20 years and they were always fighting everyday and bringing Tommy into them

They blamed him for every argument they had with one another

Shit this is just a story that is in my what if scenarios this one is "What if my parents get divorced" I have other scenarios with them getting divorced, especially after my mom talked to me because it might happen

Anyways back to the description

They had told Tommy about the divorce an hour ago and right now he is about to stream

He had spent the last fuck another story idea I'll do it later

He spent the last hour crying so his eyes are puffy

His parents haven't fully divorced, they just said they would. This means that they still live together and have fights

They haven't even started packing yet because they are decided who Tommy will go with

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Tommy's point of view*

I look like shit but I have to stream because I've been planning it forever

My parents, for some reason, are trying to deciding who I'm going with but I'm about to be an adult

Right now they aren't even arguing about that, they are arguing about my hair. MY FUCKING HAIR

I just sigh and think 'I can only hope that they won't get louder...' as I start getting the stream ready

Time skip

I already did my intro and popped my soda can (I'm a stupid American TvT)

I extend my hand across my desk to get something and accidentally drop the can in the process

A/N I forgot to say that Tommy is in his room

"Fuck" I mutter because it spilled all over me and my chair "I guess I'll get my clothes and change somewhere else" I say with a chuckle following

I take out most of my shirts "Fuck! I can't find any" I whine in disappointment

I can't find my red sleeved shirt. I can only find blue, purple, sky blue, indigo, green, yellow, orange, pink, grass green and yellow green but no fucking red

"Tommy" A random voice says "I join discord a minute late and you are surrounded by so many of those stupid shirts...why. Just why" "OH SHUT IT OLD MAN. I JUST CAN'T FIND ANY RED SHIRTS"

"Mate, you have around 2 fucking pairs of every color. Why would you be so picky about it, you have more than enough"

I roll my eyes and say "First of all, I can never have enough." And continue with "Second, it's three of each or five of each but not two you fucking pussy"

Phil rolls his eyes and asks "Why are you even trying to find a red shirt?" "Because my stupid ass arm knocked the coca cola all over myse- I FOUND ONE" I yell out

I grab the shirt and get out of the room I rush out to hope that the stickiness isn't that bad

I got to the bathroom and take off the shirt

It's so fucking sticky

I feel like throwing up because of how bad it feels. 'I'll take a quick shower' I think as I turn on the water and exit the bathroom to get my other clothes

Time skip

I put on the new set of clothes and walk out "Hello, stream, I had to go take a shower because it was sooo fucking sticky"

After I say that I hear yelling coming from downstairs

I roll my eyes and say "Sorry again, I need to go get another coke"

I get downstairs and I hear a smash so I stay hidden behind the wall

"YOU ARE NEVER HOME BECAUSE OF WORK, YOU CHEAT ON ME AND NOW YOU'RE ACCUSING ME OF NOT TAKING CARE OF MY CHILD! WHY WOULDN'T I BE MAD AT YOU!?" Mum yells

"MAYBE BECAUSE YOU ARE SUCH AN OVER DRAMATIC BITCH. YOU CRY TO GET YOUR WAY, HELL, YOU CRY SO YOU MAKE SURE THAT TOMMY WON'T EVER MESS AROUND WITH YOU. YOU DO NOTHING TO HELP HIM."

"YEAH, AND I GO WITH YOUR MOTHER TO HELP WHILE YOU'RE AT WORK. WITHOUT ME YOU WOULD HAVE NOTHING AND YOUR FAMILY WOULD BE DEAD."

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE BRING THAT UP, YOU KNOW FULLY WELL HOW MUCH I SUPPLY FOR THIS FAMILY"

I slid down the wall and hug my knees as I start to silently cry

They fight everyday but it's never this bad, it's always about the small things

I stay there like that for a few minutes just listening to the fighting until I remember about the stream

I rush to the bathroom and slowly move the tears off of my eyes so they don't get puffy

I take in a few deep breaths and then decide it's fine to go back to the stream

A/N Look, either this works or my parents are ignorant fucks

When he gets there

I get back to my room and say "Hey, bitches, I'm back" I say with a grin

I sit down in my chair, which luckily was not affected by the coke, and see Phil's concerned face

"What?" I ask him

"There was a lot of yelling, are you okay?" I stiffen at the knowledge of them knowing but then force myself to relax "Yup! My parents were just fighting like any others"

"Toms, there was a glass that was smashed. It sounded horrible" "Oh that was cause my mom over dramatically swung her arm which made her drop it"

I'm telling the truth, she did drop it. I have no idea how the hell her arm got to reach the glass, but it did

"Fine but just try to close the door if it ever happens again" "REALLY!? I LEFT THE DOOR OPEN stupid motherfucking idiot" "Who are you talking to?"

"What?" I ask because I don't know what was wrong with what I said

"You yelled 'Really I left the door open' and then said 'Stupid motherfucking idiot' so I'm asking who were you talking to"

"Oh shit I did!? It's just a bad habit I got since my dad always said it" I lied a little bit

Yes, it is a habit, but I feel like it's a good habit to have. I also kept that my dad was calling me that and not himself

"Okay, fine. I will let you off this time"

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I'm lazy and I have like 8 chapters that are longer than this but I need to freaking finish them

Good bye, I hope you see having, and have, a great day or night