8.
TOM POV
We stood before Danny's room and I was the first one to get here but as I was standing before his door I was hesitant to open it. I was scared for what I was about to see. How bad will he look?
'Just open the damn door already!' Harry said annoyed behind me. The power in his voice surprised me and I opened the door immediately.
Right before us was a bed where Danny was lying in and a few machines around him. As we got closer I saw that his chest was taped in for his broken ribs and so were his wrists, where he had cut them.
I had to swallow at that sight, although I was expecting him to be taped in it was still hard to see it up close what injuries he had done to himself.
When my eyes arrived at his face they started to tear up. He was pale and had a cut on his forehead but that wasn't what made me cry. It was the fact that he had tried to end his life all because of my doings. And I asked myself again how I could have treated him the way I did.
My hand was on the bar of his bed just above Danny's hand. My fingers slowly stretched towards his hand, they almost touched when suddenly the door opened and the nurse entered.
'Oh..' She said surprised 'You're here'
Harry looked confused at me and Dougie. 'Why wouldn't we be?'
'I don't know maybe because you're the reason why he's even in here' She said firm and saw our shocked faces. 'Yeah I've watched the news and read the magazines. What you've done is unforgivable! I hope Danny knows that and will never associate with you again. He's better off without "friends" like you anyway.'
'You don't know anything about our situation! You don't even know us!' Dougie said raising his voice. It was confronting the way she talked to us but it was so painful because it was the truth. If Danny is smart he will never forgive us for what we've done to him. But in every piece of our hearts we hope he does.
'I do know you, all too well. I've been a fan of you since your beginning and I loved your friendship most about you. I always wanted to have friends like that but as it turns out your friendship isn't that great after all'
'No that's not true' I said and her eyes suddenly focused on me alone. They pierced deep down in me, in my soul.
'You used to be my favorite because you're so loving and kind but turns out you're the worst out of all of you. I regret I spend 8 years loving you, what a waste' She said with a face as if she had to be sick. She didn't give us another look and wrote down Danny's temperature and blood pressure and left again.
I looked at Dougie and Harry who were taken back down on their two feet as am I. It was a wake up call reminding us that Danny won't forgive and forget when he sees us standing by his bed when he wakes up.
I focused my attention back on Danny and placed my hand on his while my other hand caressed his forehead.
'She's right' Harry said breaking the silence.
Dougie and I looked at him and were astonished with the angry look on his face which was directed to me.
'This is your entire fault' He added. 'You were the one that put him in here, not me and not Dougie. Only you. And we are all taking the blame for it. For you.. Why do we do that?'
Blinking got harder because I got tears in my eyes. I couldn't believe it was Harry who would turn his back on me. Harry, the one who pushed me to see sense and understood my situation. Harry, the one that was compassionate and caring all the way through this.
'Stop Harry' Dougie said tough 'We're all to blame for this, not just Tom. We all played a part in this'
I was glad Dougie stepped for I was too upset to reply even though I know I kinda, somewhere, deserved Harry's outbreak.
'We can't fight right now, we have to stick together!' Dougie continued.
'I can't do that. I'm sorry Dougie but I blame him for what happened' Harry said referring to me and left the room.
'I'll handle it, don't worry' Dougie said to me with a warm smile and followed Harry.
I was alone now with Danny and I let my tears run freely. 'He's right, isn't he Danny? I'm the main reason you left, you said so yourself in your letter. And I'm the main reason you tried to end your life too right? I know it is, deep down.. Please come back Danny. I want to tell you how sorry I am. I will do anything you want to make it right again, anything! But just come back to us, please?'
DANNY POV
I was lying in the darkness with my hands behind my head singing Mr. Writer when I suddenly heard a voice. A male voice but that was all I could tell because it was deformed. It was like I was under water and the voice was talking to me from above. But I could tell that it was crying.
I stood up and tried to walk towards the voice but no matter what direction I took I didn't get any closer. So I sat back down and listened. I wondered what he was telling me. The one thing I could understand was my name, that's as far as my hearing skills went.
But even though I couldn't understand it, it was soothing to know that I wasn't alone anymore in this big dark hole.
