xxPUDDxx - hmm, they may be having a bad time :/
272 Toms POV
The next morning I was woken up by Danny, being told that we had to go somewhere, but he wouldn't tell me where. "Danny, where are we going? Whats happening?" I asked, holding a hand over my eyes so the light didn't burn as much. "nothings happening Tommy, I just want you to get up, so we can go somewhere." Danny smiled nervously, pulling at my arm to pull me up. "but where?" I insisted, making my body heavy so it was harder to get me up. I was sure that something was up, this wasn't normal Danny behaviour, he never looked this nervous, or guilty. "its nowhere Tom, I just need you to get up and come with me." Danny managed to pull me up, pushing me towards the shower. He picked out my outfit for me too, black jeans and a long sleeved white shirt, I had no idea what was going on at the moment, it was scaring me a little.
"Danny, really, where are you taking me?" I whimpered, opening the door after I had gotten dressed. "nowhere, its fine, just, come with me, alright? Do you want any breakfast or not, we won't be long or we can eat out if you want." Danny squeezed my hand painfully hard, pulling me downstairs. "no, Danny, seriously, whats going on?" I was getting really worried, where were we going? "it'll be fine Tommy, you'll thank me for not telling you, trust me." Danny pulled us to the car, almost pushing me into the car. Stay quiet, let him take you wherever it is. My inner voice told me, the same one that told me to cut.
I did as it said, staying quiet as we drove to this mystery place. I looked around to see we were driving near to the hospital, wait, what was going on here? "D-Danny, why are we near the hospital?" I panicked, getting very, very scared over what was happening. They're going to stare at you again, poke and prod you, like a science experiment my voice laughed, oh my god no! Not again! Please, not again! I couldn't go through that again! "I guess I better tell you now, we're going to the hospital again, because last time the doctors told me that you had to go back, to make sure that you were getting better. You really scared them last time, because of the bruises and stuff, they just want to make sure that you're okay." Danny explained, parking up outside the horrible place.
"w-what, why? I-I, I'm fine! I-I don't need to go!" I practically shouted, I didn't need to be here! I really didn't! I didn't need to come here, I was fine! "you do baby, you do, just this once. No more, its just to make sure that you're okay. And I know you are, so you'll pass with flying colours and it'll all be okay. We'll be done quickly, then we'll go home and curl up on the sofa, and not move from there all day. I promise." Danny pulled me closer to himself, wrapping me into his arms and stroking my own arm, not letting me go. "n-no! You lied last time! W-we won't d-do that!" I whimpered, knowing that my eyes were watering and that I looked a mess. They'll see your thighs, we'll be found out! The monster inside my head made me panic and freak out even more, my thighs couldn't be seen! I couldn't be found out! Everything would fail if my thighs were found out!
"yes, we will Tommy, all you need to do is stay calm, and it'll go so fast! I swear! I just need you to calm down and it'll be fine!" Danny carried on stroking my face, trying to stop me from panicking, it didn't work. I tried to writhe out of arms unsuccessfully, crying uncontrollably, I wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. I couldn't let myself be looked at, poked and prodded, I was not an animal! And I couldn't run the risk of my cuts being found, it would run everything!
273 Dannys POV
I struggled to get Tom calm and under control for what felt like hours, he really, really, didn't want to be here. I could understand why, after the last time when they had decided to almost knock him out and then proceeded to just pull him about and run tests without even running anything through with him or anything. "hey, hey, Tommy, shhh a minute. Listen to me, I have an idea." I came up with an idea, so Tom could still get checked out, to make sure he was fine, but hopefully he would be calmer about it. Seeing him so distressed scared me, he shouldn't have been this stressed out, just because he was going to a hospital. But I guess with his insecurities Tom couldn't be calm or anything when there was the risk someone would see him.
"I know that you don't like this hospital, but what if I took you to another one? How about that, would that be better?" I suggested, managing to hold him still long enough to make him listen to the idea. "no! No hospitals at all! Let me go! I want to go home!" Tom refused, starting up struggling again, managing to writhe out of my arms before leaping for the door, luckily I had locked it already so he couldn't get out.
"let me out! Please! Let me out! I didn't do anything to you, please let me out!" Tom cried, his head on the window, his bony shoulders heaving. "I know you haven't done anything to me, but, I don't want to let you out, cause I'm scared you'll run away from here and I won't be able to find you. I'm sorry Tommy, I know I should trust you now, and I do really, I just don't like the thought of you running away because you were scared." I climbed over to his seat, thankful that he was quite small so we could both fit on one seat, holding my arms around him protectively. "I-I'm sorry, I-It just, I-I, I'm just sorry." Tom stuttered, not leaning into my arms, but letting me keep them around him anyway. "what for honey?" I asked, stroking his arm.
"for running...and everything." Tom whispered, he looked so guilty again, I couldn't help but feel so sorry for him. Wait, did he just say sorry for running away? Who was this and what had they done with Tom?! "its okay, you did what you thought was right at the time, you weren't thinking straight, so its okay." I fought over the shock, the running away was honestly okay with me. I knew Tom wasn't thinking straight at the time, or now, so it wasn't technically his fault for it. Yes it had been the worst year of my life, but I didn't really blame Tom for it, I was already moving on and just focusing on the scared little boy I had in my arms right now.
"okay, I give up, I can't be asked to deal with the hospital and their judgemental looks, we'll go home, and maybe come back another day, sound good?" I gave in, thinking that maybe it would have been easier if I had just warned Tom first, so we didn't end up having to struggle against each other in floods of tears. "n-no, we came here, we-we'll go in and do this." Tom shocked me, what the actual hell?! "what? I mean, really? You sure?" I barely managed to control myself from shouting, this was...weird, even by Toms standard of weird behaviour! "y-yeah. Its a waste of time otherwise." Tom nodded, looking determined, but still scared as hell. "all right then, come on, just remember, breathe, they're not going to hurt you, okay?" I gave in, just like always, whatever Tom wanted, he got. I just hoped that Doctor Young wouldn't be too judgemental this time around.