quickly adding as i've just gotten in from school, i hope you enjoy!
48 Dougies POV
Tom didn't even move from his position, just stayed curled up on the bed, whimpering quietly, facing the wall. "Tom, don't you want Mickey? He's all patched up now and as good as new!" Danny sounded heartbroken, and looked like he wanted to cry. "Tom? Look, he's all fixed now!" Danny leant over the bed carefully, putting Mickey in front of Toms face, physically showing him that the toy was fixed.
I gave in and sat down on the bed with the two boys, so Danny didn't feel completely shut out. He looked so upset, and so alone, it hurt to see him look so lonely. 'he'll come around' I mouthed reassuringly at him, trying to give him a smile. He gave me a small, barely even a twitch of a smile back, fiddling with his fingers. An awkward silence filled the room, all of us looking around, trying to think of something to say.
"we brought you some clothes and books to read, so you don't get bored when we're not here. And I found your other glasses last night, so your gunna be able to see again." Danny finally said, and we still got nothing. "come on Tom, say something, you can't stay quiet forever." I sighed, wanting to hear his voice again, even the word 'hi' would have done, it had been so long since I had been in the same room as Tom while he had been speaking. He needed to speak, if he spoke, then he was registering what we were saying, so we could tell him that he was loved.
"Tom, come on, I know your scared, but you need to talk to someone. I know its difficult, you haven't had much contact with anyone, but you have got to at least try to interact with us. We're not going anywhere anytime soon, so you might as well start trying." Harry encouraged a little bluntly, and though it was harsh, it was the truth.
49 Toms POV
It was so hard keeping in tears, all I wanted to do was cry, cry and sob until I literally couldn't cry anymore. I hated being here with the 3 guys I loved so much, not even able to talk to them, trying to push them away, make them leave me alone so they could actually have a happy life. Why couldn't they take the hint? Or was I just not trying hard enough?
2 excruciatingly painful hours later, it was the end of visiting hours, and the guys left at last. "bye Tom, we'll see you in the morning, yeah? Hopefully you can come home soon." Dougie smiled a little, hugging me awkwardly. Harry did the same, and I had to literally bite back a scream to tell him to not touch me, to just go away! It didn't matter anymore, I was running away again tonight, I was getting out of here, and no-one was going to stop me, I had done it once, I could do it again.
Danny was the last to leave, he was fussing over me again. "right, I've gotta go Tom, but I'll be back in the morning. You comfy?" Danny pulled the blanket he had given me yesterday over my curled up form, making sure I was covered by it. "I'll take that as a yes, so try to go to sleep, it'll be good for you to have a sleep. Ohh, you like to sleep with the TV on, I forgot that! Give me a sec, wheres the remote?" Danny seemingly had a brainwave, running around until he found the remote for the TV on the wall, turning it on and finding some old sci-fi movie with bad special effects to put on, turning the sound off so I could sleep. "there we go! That'll do, so now your all tucked in and have the TV on, that leaves one thing, doesn't it? A goodnight kiss! Night Tom, see you in the morning, sleep well." Danny smiled and kissed my cheek, making me whimper before he walked out.
I waited another 20 minutes before I dared to move, looking around to see if there were any signs of anyone coming my way. There wasn't, luckily, but I knew I had to wait a while longer, when most of the staff went home. To pass the time, I watched the old movie on the TV, it wasn't really interesting anyway, and didn't stop my thoughts whirling around in my head.
What was going to happen if I ran away again and got caught? Were they going to send me straight to the nut house? I hoped not, I didn't belong there, I wasn't crazy, this whole running away thing was for everybody elses happiness. It wasn't like I was being selfish and running away for my own good, I was running so I could get away from the people I harmed. No-one else would see it that way though, and think I was just nuts, and needed to be looked after and watched over. I could look after myself! It wasn't like I was dangerous or anything, I just had mood swings and self harmed! That wasn't that bad! It didn't mean I needed looking after, I could look after myself, I had managed it for a year on my own, with only occasional help from Carrie!
Somehow, I ended up in tears, hugging my knees, feeling worthless again. I only ever caused other people trouble, made them waste their time on me, I didn't deserve all this kindness, or anything for that matter. All I ever did was get in the way of someone else being happy, or getting on with their lives. I had already wasted two days of Danny, Harry, and Dougies lives, how could I waste anymore? They shouldn't have had to come here and try to get me to respond to them, pretend they actually cared about me. I was going, and this time, I wasn't going to be found.
It got to 11 at night and most of the staff had gone home, so I quickly got changed, and turned all the machines hooked up to me off. Before I left I pulled another page out of my notebook, writing 'please, please don't try and find me again, get on with life, have fun, please. Go ask James Bourne to take my place in the band, he'll be happy to do it, you'll be amazing together, forget about me, please.' With that, I left it on the bed, checked the coast was clear, and ran.
"hey! Stop!" someone shouted behind me, I turned around to see a security guard run off after me. Sh*t! This time someone was actually checking where I was! I ran even faster, bolting it through the corridors, trying to ignore that I was getting weaker again. There was more people joining the first guard now, and I panicked, I didn't want to be caught! But there was no way I could out run these guards, they were stronger and faster than me! There was nowhere to hide, and I couldn't see a door anywhere that I could run through!
"sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!" I cursed, seeing a dead end corridor. I couldn't turn back, and there was nowhere left to run. With a thump, I smacked into the wall, causing blackness to take over my vision for a few seconds, and my head to hit the floor. Something sharp pushed into my arm, and the last thing I remembered was being picked up and put on a gurney before everything went blank.