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➥ Tommy-Innit

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  Tommy sighed and tapped his foot on the floor of the car, his hand linked together on his lap, he was so stressed that his knuckles were white. He hummed an imaginary tune to himself, trying to keep distracted from what was really going on. To be honest it wasn’t working at all. Everything was all going way too quick, he wasn’t ready, he wanted to go home, he wanted to feel safe in bed.

   “Mmmm, Phil can we just go home and do this another day? Please..” Tommy whined out loud as he moved his thumb over a hole in the inner fabric of his hoodie, it was pretty small but it was getting bigger, tearing every so slightly every time Tommy stuck his finger in it. He was shaking in fear, an anxious bundle he supposed. Tommy tried to control himself a bit though so he wouldn't look like a pussy.

   “Sorry, Toms, no we cant. Why are you so scared? It’ll be over in a flash!” Phil glanced at the rear-view mirror and into Tommy’s eyes before focusing his attention back onto the road. He saw Tommy was shaking and felt bad for the boy, he never usually saw him this frightened. Phil knew Tommy never liked going to the doctors or hospitals in general but in the end, he always pushed through it and got it done, he never tried to back out.

   Tommy rolled his eyes and frowned, there was no way he was admitting he was scared of this. “I’m not scared! ..I just think we could be doing something a little more crucial or valuable.”

   “It’s ok to be scared Tommy, being scared means you're about to do something really really brave.” Techno said from the passenger seat, not taking his eyes off his phone, his glasses slipping off his nose a bit.
   What a spiritual bastard, Tommy thought to himself.

Wilbur chuckled and kicked Techno’s seat from the back, jokingly. “You actual fuck, you took that from google, huh?” Wilbur let out a half wheeze as Techno nodded with a slight smile on his face. Most of the car burst out laughing, (not literally), all of them except Tommy who was just so caught up in his thoughts to genuinely laugh other than a fake little smile.

Wilbur noticed Tommy was acting a little strange, so he nudged the youngest’s arm with his own shoulder. “Aw, c’mon Tommy, it’ll be ok I promise! Techno and I did it and were fine.” he stated. His eyes scanning Tommy’s face with the slightest of concern.
Tommy closed his eyes and nodded, there was nothing to worry about! He’ll be ok just like Will and Techno, even though Wil didn’t handle the anesthetics well- he went full on drunky mode, kinda funny to be honest.
Tommy didn’t wanna react like Wilbur did, there's no way he’d live the embarrassment down, he was also concerned about the pain he would endure after, and what if the anesthetics wore off during the time they were pulling the teeth out?

Tommy whimpered and brought his knees to his chest, covering his face. He just wanted to disappear, he wished he never existed, he wanted to be gone. He would be grateful if they got in a car crash right now and died! Tommy shook his head, no no, he shouldn’t think like that.

“It’s gonna be ok, Tommy, I promise.” Phil chuckled softly, trying to calm the atmosphere around them. “Oh, look, we're here!” he said, he drove into the parking lot, looking around for a place to park.

Tommy peeked his eyes out of his hands, taking in the whole area. The place was bustling with people, doctors and nurses everywhere, patients walking in and out of the big main building. Tommy felt a lump in his throat, he was really doing this, he was really getting his wisdom teeth removed right now.
Suddenly the car shifted and they all heard the noise of Phil turning it off, everyone stepped out of the car, Tommy taking a second to compose himself then getting out.

God, everything seemed bigger when they were standing right in front of the building, it was fifty times Tommy’s size. It was looking down on him, dawning on him, he was gonna be in that place in just a couple seconds. Tommy put his thumb back into his hoodie hole and gulped, a completely anxious tick.

Phil patted the young boys back and started walking towards the entrance, opening the door, letting Techno, Wil, then Tommy in.

Tommy was immediately hit by the smells of a hospital, the sanitizer everywhere and the smell of medicine and vaccines, sprays, cleaning alcohol, and other chemicals. It wasn’t bad, per say, but it wasn’t the best thing ever. Tommy squished his nose a bit, feeling a little sick with the sudden amount of smells hitting his nostrils. It also just reminded him of sleeping gas from the dentist, which reminded him of why he was there, which just made him more fearful.

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“Thomas Watson Simons, for the wisdom teeth removal, they're ready for you sir.” A nurse lady called out, as she read her clipboard.

Tommy froze, it was time, he didn’t want to go though, he was really scared. There, he admitted it, he was scared. Actually, scratch that- he was horrified, he was not going in that room no matter what, if they wanted him to go in there then they’d have to find his dead body.

Tommy stood up and started to walk the complete opposite way of the surgery room, he was leaving, he was not staying there.

Techno stood up too, grabbing Tommy’s wrist and pulling him back, then trying to tug him to the room. Tommy really didn’t want to make a scene but no way was he going down without a fight, he tugged his arm away from Techno, trying to get out of his grasp.

They were getting closer to the door and Tommy was having none of it, he was not going into that room for the life of him. Tommy growled and kicked Techno’s foot in anger. Techno’s eyes widened and he let go of his brother. Tommy started to then run back to the door, he knew people were looking at him but he didn’t care.

“Thomas, come here right now!” Phil yelled out.

Tommy flinched, Phil never used that name unless mad or disappointed, the boy stopped running, he felt himself shrink as he pulled his hood over his head, trying to hide himself, he was being pathetic over almost nothing. Shame washed over him as he walked over to Phil, not making eye contact.

“Tommy, what the hell are you doing?” Wilbur spoke up, he seemed in disbelief. To be fair, Tommy would be too if he saw anyone do that, more or so his own brother. Tommy felt waves of shame and guilt wash over him, he felt tears in his eyes, he was so fucking scared and none of his family helped him out, he just needed some comfort. Tommy looked up at Phil and then Wilbur, mumbling a sorry.

Wilbur smiled and got up, giving Tommy a hug, calling him a dork for overreacting. Tommy reached his hand out from under Wil’s hug and motioned for Phil to hold it, Phil kindly accepted it and gave the young one’s hand a comforting squeeze. Tommy sniffed and took a deep breath, that's all he needed, was some comfort to reassure him.
Wilbur let go of the hug and Tommy gripped Phil’s hand once more before walking over to the door where Techno stood and apologizing. Techno nodded understandingly, using his thumb to wipe Tommy’s tears off his face.

Tommy then walked into the room, ready for getting his wisdom teeth removed.