Crappy, but I was bored...And THIS happened...
Bonds broken,
Words whispered,
Empty promises,
But in the end,
You'll always be alone...
Thomas couldn't help it, he wrapped his arms around the thinner one's waist, resting his lips upon the other's forehead, letting out a breath of relief. He couldn't bring himself to let go of the smaller man either, for fear that his cracked, breaking...Lover...would shatter.
"Tommy?" A voice broke the silence, and he squeezed tighter, the ribs of his love digging into his arms. He closed his eyes, sadness ripping at his heart.
"Y-yes...N-newt?" He whispered back, not able to look at his mate. He heard the sheets rustling, and felt Newt's breath against his neck, hot against his tanned skin.
"I-I'm sorry..."He heard Newt croak, and sighed, trying to block out what had happened just a while ago. He shook his head, but refused to reply.
"Tommy?" The British accent rang out with the whisper, and he felt hot tears streaking down his neck; Newt was crying.
He sighed, and opened his mouth in reply, "Yes, Newt?" He repeated the statement, the only words he had said in the past 7 minutes.
"Please, Tommy, Please look at me...Please...I'm so sorry...I should've told you...I-I'm sorry..." Newt cried, tears soaking Thomas' t-shirt. He looked down at Newt, who's hands were gripping Thomas' shirt, his legs to his torso, his shaggy dirty-blonde covering his face. Thomas sighed, grabbing one of Newt's hands, and squeezing it tightly.
"N-no...I-It's fine...N-newt...I-I-" He couldn't bring himself to say that sickening phrase, I love you. He only rubbed his thumb over the clothed arm, his mind flashing images from the past hour. Newt looked up, his brown eyes swimming with tears.
"...You...I'm so sorry Tommy..." Newt said, then silence draped upon them once again.
He awoke with a note beside him, and panic arose, before the memories of the part night came back to him, and he ripped up the note, his eyes scanning across the paper;
Tommy...I'm sorry that I never told you...Couples should trust each other, right? I hurt you so much, and i could never forgive myself for it...I love you...But I must do what I have done...
I'll love you forever, my Tommy
From, Newt
He looked up, barely noticed the blood-stained sheets, and rushed down the stairs, ripping open the bathroom door.
The doctor walked out, a sad look glued to her face as she whispered,
"I'm so sorry, sir, the medicine was too much...I'm so sorry for your loss..."