I don't want to feel better

Idek whats happening anymore im just crying

Tommy's POV:

I woke up in a panic.

Cold tears ran down my face as I sat up in bed. I was hyperventilating and over heating. What the hell happened? Where am I? I was on the couch. Why is it so dark? Where is everyone? What time is it? What day is it?

My breathing only became worse as I tried to make a sense of my surroundings. My first comprehended thought was, I can't see. My eyes are open. I know because they burn from the tears. But it's all black. No light. I can't see

I can't see

WHY CANT I SEE

I covered my eyes and rubbed them with my fingers.

Maybe it's just the lighting. Maybe it's really late. Or maybe my eyes are broken. Yeah. Yeah. That's it. It's just dark. It was dead silent in the room.

No breathing or shifting around of the sheets. Any movement I made didn't feel real. I didn't make any sound. No matter what I did. It felt like I was dying. Maybe I need to calm down. Calm

Calm

Please. I can't see I need to see what's going on? Is this a dre- nightmare? What's happening? Someone please help. Help me. What's going on. I'm scared. Someone please. I can't hear.

I would've believed I was dead if I couldn't feel the tears falling down my face and my hands tugging at my hair. I couldn't tell if I was yelling or talking or doing anything of the sort but I jsut tried. I tried to beg for help. My head was spiraling. I had no idea if I was making any progress in saying anything or if I was even real at this point.

Everything felt surreal. I felt like I wasn't in my body. I dug my nails into the bandages along my arms piercing through some of them successfully in attempt to ground myself.

The bandage fell. It fell off my arm. I started scratching and digging my nails into my arm. It's not helping

"SOMEONE HELP ME"

"PLEASE"

I could feel the words leaving my mouth but I couldn't truly tell if they were as loud as I wanted . I continued to dig my nails into any exposed skin I could get a hold of in attempt to ground myself.

Nothing was helping.

My wrists were grabbed by someone and pulled away from each other.

I screamed.

At least I think.

I hope.

I choked on my sobs.

Please don't hurt me.

I felt the blood dripping down my wrist and some down my neck.

I'm gonna die

This is what death feels like.

I felt light headed.
I felt on the verge of passing out before I was hugged and pushed back down onto the bed.

I could breath normally. Finally.

It was still dark. Too dark for my liking. I could hear more. I couldn't tell who was around me but in a second a light turned on illuminating the room. I took in another choked sob as I squinted my eyes and got a good glance at the room around me.

Only Tubbo and ranboo. Thank god no one else got involved. They would've been so pissed that I woke them up they would just kick me out..