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52 Dougies POV
It hurt to watch Tom wake up, seeing as he couldn't move and was obviously not sure what was going on. It started with him groaning in pain, his head twitching, whimpering with the bright lights. He tried to lift his hand, probably to shield his eyes, but obviously couldn't due to the restraints. At that moment, Toms eyes almost blasted open and he tried to sit up, panicking. "hey, Tom stop it, its okay! Your still in the hospital." Danny rushed to explain, gently pushing Toms shoulders down. "you ran away last night, but they stopped you, and brought you back, because you need to be here. Your not well enough to leave yet, your still very weak from being...away for a year." Harry struggled to come up with a word to not make the disappearance sound too bad.
"yeah, but don't worry, you'll be out soon enough, so theres no need to escape. We'll look after you the whole time, just calm down!" I added, needing to calm him down. But Tom didn't stop panicking, he carried on writhing about on the bed, whimpering and crying as we tried to stop him struggling. "Tom, honey, stop it, you need to stop it now. Your just going to hurt yourself in a second. I need you to stop it, your just going to panic and then their gunna send you to sleep again! And thats gunna break our hearts, okay? Just take a deep breath for me and calm down, we brought the DVD player, we'll watch Friends, alright?" Danny tried, stroking Toms fringe out of his eyes calmingly, revealing a huge black bruise on his forehead from where he hit the wall.
We all hissed at the bruise, and I could imagine the speed Tom hit the wall at, that bruise was huge! At our hiss, Tom writhed even more, trying to get away and hide his face, but we couldn't let him go, he was going to hurt himself in a minute! "Tom, calm down! Please calm down, before you hurt yourself, you've got to stop before you break something!" Danny was clearly trying to not panic, and was only half managing it. It was hurting him to see Tom so distressed and panicky, held down to a bed so he really couldn't move. "Tom, please stop struggling, you've got to stop now, one of the doctors will send you to sleep again if your not careful!" I tried to help out, but it was impossible, Tom was freaking out.
Only 2 minutes later, 3 nurses came in, saw our struggle, and wordlessly put a sleeping drug into Toms IV. And then, we watched as Tom slowly calmed down, and fell still on the bed, forced into a drug induced sleep.
53 Toms POV
Why was everything in blackness again? Why couldn't I move, or hear, or anything?! I wanted to move! I needed to move right now! I had to get out of these restraints and out of this hospital, out of this city, maybe even out of the country. Anything I had to do to get away from here, get away from everything, be free again, so everyone was free.
My struggle to move was fruitless, everything was still black, and nothing would move. Instead, I just had to plan an escape route, taking into account that trying to get out through the corridors wasn't a good idea anymore, maybe going through a window? How high up was I? Would I be able to climb a tree to get down to ground floor? When the blackness disappeared, I would check, and then the minute I was left alone and was released, I was out of here.
It took hours to get out of the blackness, but eventually it cleared, the bright lights burning my eyes so much they watered. "hey, don't cry! I'm sorry you missed your friends, but thats what you get when you try to escape when you need to stay here." The same nurse I always seemed to have knelt in front of me, wiping away the tears. I turned my head the other way, whimpering loudly, not wanting to have her wiping away tears. They weren't even tears, the lights stung, that was it! Nothing more, nothing less, I wasn't crying! "look, I know your upset, but, you really shouldn't have panicked like you did. I'm guessing you don't like hospitals much, do you?" the nurse turned my head back again, making me look at her.
I didn't respond, just looked away, not able to look her in the eye. Making eye contact was so weird to me, I couldn't do it anymore, it was so difficult to look into someones eyes, what if they could read my mind when they looked at me? What would they see in there, they wouldn't like it, but what if they could read my thoughts when they made eye contact with me?
"its okay to admit to that, a lot of patients don't like being in hospital, and its nothing to be ashamed of. Your not the only one in the world who is scared of being in a place like this, lots and lots of people are. But you'll be going home soon if you let us do our job, let us take care of you and make you better, okay? Then you can go home, and be with your friends again, and I don't expect to see you back again from causing more cuts." The nurse explained, trying to make me feel better, it did nothing, I was still upset and depressed. I didn't want to go home, I wanted to go back to living in my car, out of everyones way, not in my house, where everyone would feel like I needed to be looked after. I hated being looked after and wasting peoples time, and needed to get away again, this time hiding far, far away. But where would I go to not be caught, there was nowhere! It made me cry properly, I just wanted to get away, and make everyone happy, couldn't I do that without people trying to stop me?