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438 Dannys POV
The nurse returned a few minutes later, with Doctor Tennant behind her, the five of us froze solid at the sight of him. "what do you want?! Get out of here!" I warned, glaring at him straight away. "I'm here because its lunch time, and Tom hasn't eaten since getting here, and shows signs of an eating disorder." He answered, saying the dreaded words. 'eating disorder' was banned from being said around us, because Tom did not have an eating disorder again, he was scared, that was all. He was scared and worried, and when Tom worried, he found difficult to eat, that was it. He was not suffering from an eating disorder!
Tom whimpered into my neck, hiding away as far as he possibly could into me, he really didn't want to see this doctor, or eat. I guessed that this mornings check up was still fresh in his mind, trying to tear him apart, even though eating would help the problem. "shh Tommy." I whispered, kissing his hair. "Tom doesn't have an eating disorder, if you just stopped trying to force him into eating straight away without giving him any warning, you might get somewhere." Harry stood up, facing the hospital staff, a human barrier between us and them.
"oh really? Are you sure about that?" Tennants eyebrow raised disbelievingly. "yes! We know Tom better than anyone, I'm his freaking sister, I know how to sort this out, so just shut up and leave it, alright!" Carrie stood up too, practically begging with her face and her words for this doctor to believe us. "let us get on with it by ourselves, alright? We can handle it. We always do." Harry carried on, Tom whimpered again, hugging me tightly. "don't make me please don't make me. I don't want to." Tom shook his head, luckily whispering, so no-one else heard.
"shh Tommy, we'll sort it out, okay? Just, keep quiet for a while, don't talk for a little while." I didn't want this doctor to hear Tom speak, I didn't want him to think he was as bad as Tom was. "alright, we'll get you some lunch and let you try your way, if it doesn't work, we're doing this my way." Doctor Tennant warned, leaving us alone. "thank god for that, so, what do you want anyway? We'll get you some stuff." Harry sighed, grabbing Dougies hand, pulling him off the bed. "anything will do, maybe some crisps for Tommy." I replied, running my hand over Toms arm, trying to calm him in some way. I knew he was scared, I just wanted to help out in some way.
Harry, Dougie and Carrie went out together, leaving me and Tom by ourselves in the room again by ourselves. "we'll take this slowly, alright? As slowly as you want." I whispered, wiping away the tears rolling down Toms cheek. "don't, please! I-I don't want to!" Tom whimpered, pushing into my chest again. "you have to baby, do you want to use this way that goes at your own pace, or do you want to go through this doctors way, which will undoubtedly be a thousand times worse? Please, just try, just a bite is enough, I swear, one bite at the least will prove that you don't have an eating disorder." I pleaded, stroking his hair. "n-no!" Tom cried, shaking his head. "please, Tommy, you want to go home, right?" I got a nod, "then you have to do this, or you'll be staying here for even longer. Just prove to them that its just your fear of hospitals, alright? Prove to them its just that and nothing more." I grabbed hold of his hand, feeling just how frail it was. It scared me, scared me so much, there should have been some sort of fat on Toms body, but there seemed like there wasn't, it terrified me.
"but I-I don't want, I-I don't like..." Tom trailed off, he looked so ashamed, like he knew it was bad that he wasn't eating but didn't want to stop. "please, Tommy, just try." I pleaded, looking right into his scared eyes, he was so unsure, like he honestly didn't know what to do with himself, "please, try, it'll mean everything, and it'll mean we can go home sooner. We've been here too long as it is, we'll get out of here soon, if you just eat."
"we'll go home?" Tom asked, I nodded. "we'll go home baby, we'll go home and cuddle up on the sofa, put on a DVD, and not move until you want to." I promised, kissing his hair, wishing that we could just go home and do that right now. I hated being here, with all these stupid hospital staff telling what I could and couldn't do, freaking Tom out and scaring him, making him worse mentally. He may have been getting better physically, not mentally, which scared me more than anything. "I-I'll try." Tom whispered, he looked terrified.
439 Toms POV
I shook as Harry, Dougie and Carrie came back in again, carrying the dreaded food. I whimpered loudly, hiding in Dannys chest, I didn't want to even look at the food. "shhh baby, shhh. Its okay, come on, look up." Danny whispered, rubbing my arm. I shook my head, whimpering and shoving my face further into Dannys chest. "come on, Tommy, remember what we have talked about. You have to try at the very least." Danny kissed my hair, bringing my head up to look at him.
"Tom, please." Carrie pleaded, showing me the bag of crisps. "b-but I can't... I c-can't." I cried, I didn't want to touch it, didn't want to eat it, didn't want to go near my mouth! What if the tube was still there?! It wasn't there this morning, or was I just so used to it, I didn't even notice it was there?! I couldn't reach up and put my hand near my mouth, I would find that tube again, and I couldn't find that tube there! "you can Tommy. just hold the bag. Go on, just hold it." Danny put the bag in my hands, keeping his face pressed to mine.
"but, but!" I shook my head, turning round to see that doctor leaning on the door, staring at us! "Tommy, please, prove him wrong, please, prove him wrong. You can do it, prove him wrong." Danny begged, whispering quietly into my ear. "you can prove him wrong, we've proved loads of people wrong before, we can prove them wrong again this time." Harry encouraged, sending glares at the doctor. "I-I, but, I-Its..." I stuttered, staring at the bag of dreaded crisps. Danny took them off me, opening the bag and picking out a single crisp, holding it to my mouth. "Tommy, just open your mouth. Just open your mouth and it'll be okay." Danny encouraged, it felt like years, just looking back and forth between Danny and the doctor in the door way. Don't you f*cking DARE don't you even think about it.
I shook my head, I couldn't do this! I couldn't! I couldn't just open my mouth and eat, it was wrong! It was wrong and disgusting, my stomach was lurching over just thinking about it, let alone if I actually did it! I couldn't! "Tommy, please, just do this, so we can go home." Danny begged, he looked so pleadingly at me, but I just couldn't do it! They just want to go home, nothing more. Don't do it! "I-I can't, no!" I whimpered, hiding my face in my knees. "Tom, please. Prove to the doctor that you can eat, we'll go home if you do this." Dougie pleaded, hugging me, making me shake even more, I didn't want to be touched right now!
Don't do it, don't you dare do it! Leave it be, you must not eat this you are not worth it! The voice screamed, screaming over and over until I started crying. I just felt torn in a thousand different ways, I wanted to please everyone, and prove that doctor wrong so we could go home. But, I couldn't just go and eat something, if I opened my mouth, the tube could be shoved down my throat again, it could still be there, it couldn't go back in! I didn't want to choke, be force fed again! Couldn't I just be left alone?
"Tom, just hold it, just hold this crisp, it won't hurt you." Danny encouraged, no holding, no looking, no eating, no nothing! "leave me alone!" I cried, pushing him and Dougie away. "Tommy, please, you have to do this, please just try. Prove to everyone you can please!" Danny pleaded, his arms coming around me again. "they'll use the doctors way if you don't do this, it will be horrible Tom, please, just try!" Carrie sounded so worried, making my insides twist in knots.
"you promised to try Tommy, I know its scary, but, please, just hold the crisp for a little while. Its not going to hurt you, just open your hand and hold it." Danny made my knotted insides tighten, I knew I said I would try, but I couldn't do it! I couldn't do this, it was too much, just the thought of opening my mouth to put food in was too much, I couldn't do it! "I-I'm sorry, I can't!" I cried, shaking my head. Like always, always the weak one, its pathetic, just pathetic.