A/n: I'm going to try to write this in 3rd Person PoV even though I'm used to writing in 1st Person PoV. I'm not a professional, I'm just a high schooler with a lot of free time.

TW/CW: signs of manipulation, bruises, small mentions of ab/se, voluntary not eating

Let me know if I missed any!

(3rd Person PoV)

Tommy stared at the burning pile as the flames grew higher and high and the intoxicating smell of the smoke flooded into his nostrils.

His stuff.

All of it.

Gone.

The masked man dumped a bucket of water onto the flames, washing away what little was left of the pile.

"You see Tommy. This is what happens when you disobey me. I have new rules for you. The Nether is off limits from now on, nobody can come visit you without my permission and I'm limiting your exploring space. You can only come to the river to get water and that's it," Dream said.

Tommy's legs began to tremble.

If there wasn't enough restraining rules, Dream just had to make more.

It was like Dream didn't want Tommy out of his sights and under his thumb.

But that couldn't be it.

Dream only cares for Tommy and his well-being...

Right?

Dream is his friend ... right?

Tommy shivered and hugged himself.

I'm so cold, he thought.

"C-can I go back now?" He asked, meekly.

"Go back where?" Dream asked, quickly.

Tommy pointed to his small hut.

"Oh...sure. Just don't leave that place until I come back. Or else," Dream said. He didn't elaborate on the else but Tommy knew enough to not piss him off.

Tommy trudged back to his hut and went under the covers of his sleeping bag.

He shivered underneath.

It may be winter but in this area, it shouldn't be this cold and yet...Tommy was cold, head to toes.

It's cold. Why is it cold? He thought.

He let out a small whimper as he continued to shiver.

There were holes in his bag so there wasn't anything to help cover for the cold. And even then, it was too thin to even warm him up.

No, be strong! Deal with the cold or Dream will kick you for making weakling noises, Tommy thought, angrily.

But I'm so cold. Even my old house was warmer than this, another voice crept into his mind.

No, I were exiled for a reason! Now deal with it! Tommy thought with all of his might.

Reason my a*s! It's all because of that homeless blob that I was exiled! That same voice scolded him.

Shut! Tommy shook his head violently before shutting his eyes tightly.

He didn't want to argue with himself, that was too tiring.

Also he didn't want people thinking that he was crazy, arguing with himself.

He's not crazy! He's Tommy 'Big Man' Innit! Big men aren't crazy.

...

"Ok screw it! I'm getting up," he grumbled to himself.

He got out of his hut. Thankfully Dream wasn't there.

He went up to the river, bucket in hand, and just stared down.

His reflection was awful.

His once bright blue eyes were now an ugly and dull blue color. His hair was a mess, bruises and small cuts were on his face, his skin was at an unhealthy paleness. He looked too skinny like he hasn't eaten in a while, which was true but it was by choice.

Dream still gave him food but Tommy refused to eat. He didn't know why.

He blinked and dipped the bucket into the river to gather some water.

He trudged back to his hut and sat down, crisscross while staring at his reflection through the glass inside the bucket.

Now that he was alone, he had time to think and reflect.

When did I screw up so badly that I'm stuck here, all by myself. No family, no friends, no pets. Just me, my demons and Dream, he thought.

He tried to think back where did it all go wrong but that's the thing.

There are many things that might have gone wrong for him. Many things actually.

He just never had the time to think back on it.

The discs, Eret's betrayal, the railroad, Henry's death, L'Manberg being blown up for the first time, Schlatt taking over as president, Wilbur's death, Techno's betrayal (ish??), George's holiday home being burned down...not in this specific order.

Many things and he wondered, was it his fault or is he warping reality in his mind to make it his fault?

And does he wrongly blame others?

Tommy blinked as his mind finished listing off timeline of events.

Could it be his fault?

Tommy sighed angrily.

Of course it is. Dream says it is, he thought.

Maybe if he hadn't egged on Ranboo, maybe if he just avoided George's holiday home, this wouldn't have happened.

At least Ranboo didn't have to deal with this. He's nice...albeit (to Tommy at least) a bit of a p*syy!

Hope he's doing ok, Tommy thought.

However, thinking about Ranboo also made him think about someone else.

A certain brunette.

Tubbo, aka the President of L'Manberg.

Also Tommy' best friend?

Tommy wasn't quite sure whether to still continue to call Tubbo his best friend since Tubbo was the one to order his exile.

He didn't even come to his beach party!

Oh...right.

That!

He didn't don't to think about the failure that was his beach party.

He was even excited about it all day since this was the first time that Dream allowed him to do any sort of actual human contact.

Any social event!

If he spent another long period alone, he might go crazy!!

...

Anyway, Tommy had Ghostbur pass out the invitations but he never saw the ghost past that point.

He set things up and yet...

Nobody came.

Not a single soul arrived.

Only Dream.

Tommy was so bummed out that he cancelled it and left to his hut.

He totally didn't cry his eyes out. Nope! Didn't happen!

Splash!

The water in the bucket spilled out and rolled out like veins in an arm and went back to where it came from.

Small droplets of water were painted on the tips of his fingers.

Everything was going poorly for the blond but what else could a boy could do?

He had to suffer silently under the masked man's reign over him.

Just...for how long?

How long must he suffer?

What does Dream have against him?

He may be an annoying piece of sh*t, a bit selfish, has a bit of an ego, and he causes trouble but compared to some other people, most of what he has done can be forgiven.

It's not like he blew up a country or killed other people's pets.

Why am I coming up with lame excuses for myself, Tommy thought, leaning back on his tent.

He deserves it. He deserves everything that's happening to him. Dream is right about that.

I don't deserve anything good, just this punishment, he thought.

But still...something in him wondered.

Something wondering about his situation.

Do I actually deserve this?

A/N: new book! SWAP is done so it's time for new book! Yeah I wondered what would happen if Tommy never betrayed Technoblade so I was like, yeah why don't I try making this scenario!

Inspired by: Exiled -Sleepyboisinc [DMSP]

And

The Embrace of Vengeance.

Go read them because they are really good books!

So that's all I'm going to say for now.

Cya in the next one -Flare