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Chapter 4: Chapter 3: Friends Just Imagined (part 1)

Notes:

only part one I'm giving this to you guys because I don't know how to finish this chapter yet and I feel real bad about it :(

just so you guys know this is a first attempt that I decided was going to have to do for now

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Tommy stood there on the beach with multiple people crowded around him, bombarding him with questions, “Are you okay?” “What happened to you?” “Did Dream do this to you?” “Where is Dream?”, and Tommy wasn’t sure how to answer any of them. 

He wasn’t even sure what was going on, ‘I can go back, I can- do I want to go back..’ Tommy glanced past all the other people and focused on his best friend . ‘He exiled me, he chose everyone else over me. We were friends…, but I’m the reason he had to make that choice.’ Tommy’s gaze fell to his feet, he was angry, angry at Tubbo for exiling him, angry at Dream for leaving him alone... Angry at himself for.. 

Tommy closed his eyes tight, trying to banish the thoughts swirling around his head, but the thoughts stayed. He didn't want to be here anymore, he wanted to be somewhere different  away from all the fake worried and sympathetic faces. He wanted to be with the person who terrorized stuck with him the whole time. Dream was there for him, if Dream wasn’t there then Tommy would have been completely happy alone.

After a moment of collecting himself, Tommy focused back on what was happening around him. The noise of what was happening around him filtered through his distracted mind causing a mild headache to form. 

see everyone’s judging eyes staring at him either, he wouldn't be able to take it, he couldn’t take it. He couldn't handle it, the noise, the people surrounding him, trapping him. He had to get out, they were suffocating him. ‘I can’t breathe!’ Tommy finally looks up at the faces of former friends and strangers, the panic written all over his face. ‘I need to get out.’ Tommy pushed through the crowd and the hands trying to grab him. ‘I have to get away from them.’

Tommy broke out of the crowd in a rush, tears falling from his eyes as he made his way to his tent. He heard them calling his name behind him, but he couldn’t stop now.

(a while after that)

Tommy walked slowly through the woods trying to distract himself by focusing on the sound of his feet crushing dry leaves with each step. The wind travels alongside him and every so often it pushes on his back. He just had to get far enough that they would stop looking. 

After an hour of walking Tommy found himself on the ground, clutching his belongings close to his chest, choking on sobs that were ripping through his throat. 


v (new) v

Nobody saw Tommy until two days later he showed up outside of Technoblade’s cabin looking as if he fought a polar bear with nothing but his hands. He trudged through the snow shaking so bad he looked like he might fall over.

And he did, Technoblade found him in the snow sleeping, “heh?”

Notes:

super short but deal with it cuz my imagination for this chapter is slaking so much

(Edit) I’m gonna start writing again so I thought I’d add this little bit at the end that I wrote a long while ago I was intending to have it the beginning of the next chapter but it works better at the end… and it being the last thing I wrote didn’t make it easy to come back to write it after Technoblade died it made me sad every time I thought about coming back to writing dsmp fan fictions but I think I’m ready to come back I’ll probably be just as slow at updating as before but I’m trying take care of yourselves you’re all worth it <3