Nowhere Left To Run

by corruptedPOV

'I had to get out of here, I had to, why should I be here anyway? They'll be better off without me.' With that thought, Tom runs away, but what will happen when the guys get him back, he's just not the same. Will Danny be able to help Tom, or will this destroy him too? slash. Flones and Pudd, bit of Floynter and OT3/OT4

268. Chapter 268

xxPUDDxx - thanks! AND I KNOW I'M FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW! I'VE FELT SO SICK ALL DAY BECAUSE OF EXCITEMENT AND I'VE BEEN COUGHING BUT I'M SO EXCITED I MAY BURST! I'VE GOT 10 MINUTES BEFORE I NEED TO GET READY SO I'M POSTING NOW AND I SHALL BE HAVING AN AWESOME NIGHT, I'LL BE PRACTICALLY DEAD TOMORROW BUT ITS GOING TO BE WORTH IT! :D

530 Toms POV

"Tom, can you help me find all of the things that look like this and put them in the bin?" my yellow haired friend asked, holding up the red shiny thing. I nodded, searching around with him, it made me feel a little better. I had to help to make this right, to stop it from happening again. Danny couldn't cry again, he was Danny, he couldn't cry again. He was too special. Wait, where was Danny? I ran out of the room, finding him on the bed, talking with his brown haired friend. "hey Tommy, have you come for a cuddle?" Danny asked, looking at me. I ran to him and hugged him, he needed a hug, he looked sad again. He couldn't be sad, bad things happened when he was sad. He's sad because you messed him up, you did this. This is all your fault. But why was it my fault? I hadn't done anything. Yes you have. Danny just hasn't told you what you did wrong. You're a bad boy.

But I was making up for it now, taking away all the bad things and putting them in the bin. And I was making Danny happy again by hugging him, right? No, you've left your friend to do all the work himself. And you're only cuddling because you want it. Look, you're pushing his arm away, how is that making him feel better? But, his arm was icky, I didn't like it, it had been all red and wet. Looking at it made me want to cry, I could still see it being all red when I looked at it. I just didn't want to cry. Exactly YOU don't like it, YOU want to cry, not him. Go and be more use getting rid of the bad things. Okay. I got up again and went to help out my friend again, not finding anything on the floor. You're useless.

"thanks Tom, for helping, I think thats all of them." My friend smiled, giving me a hug, "we've checked the floor, the bath, the sink, in the cupboards. Can you think of anywhere else?" he asked, I shook my head. Can't find anything and can't think of any hiding spots, you're brilliant aren't you? There is one place where there's still a hidden sharp thing. The cupboard, in the hall. At the back, you put it there. Go and get it. I got up and my friend followed me to the hall, I found the things we were looking for, and a red towel. "were these yours Tom?" he asked as I handed them to him. Yes, they were yours. When you did bad things to yourself. I nodded, but I didn't remember doing bad things that caused as much red as Danny had. I did have bumps though, lots and lots of bumps, so I must have caused as much red.

"okay, thanks for giving us these, is there anywhere else? That either you or Danny hid stuff like this?" Dannys friend asked, the both of them had turned up now too. Why were they all looking at me with really wide eyes? Because you look stupid. I didn't look stupid. "you're not stupid Tommy, these things happen. I think we have all of them now. Lets go to bed, its been a long day." Danny gave me a one armed hug, before taking me back to bed.

He went to hug me again in bed but I pushed his arm away. I didn't want to be held by his icky arm. I didn't want to hurt it either, I didn't want to hurt him more. You will hurt him more. "its been cleaned up Tommy, its just a bandage now, nothing more." Danny sighed, holding my hand. "but, icky and hurts!" I whined, I didn't want to go near it. "it doesn't hurt much anymore. Its just a little sore, hugging wont hurt it. And its been cleaned, and covered, so its not icky anymore. Come here." Danny pulled me close, hugging me. He didn't make a pained sound, so I guess it didn't hurt much. "don't do it." I said really quietly, holding the top of his arm. "I wont do it again, I promise. I'm sorry for scaring you like that. I didn't mean to scare you, I just, I'm sorry." Danny kissed my hair, his fingers going over my cheek and warmth pressing against my back until I fell asleep.

531 Harrys POV

After Tom fell asleep, me and Dougie made sure Danny was alright and not about to have another breakdown, and went to the spare room to sleep in. We didn't want to overcrowd the troubled boys, but didn't want to leave them on their own either, so it was probably best to be in the vicinity, so we could hear if anything went wrong.

Nothing did happen all night, Tom and Danny slept soundly, and surprisingly, so did Dougie. I had thought he was going to stay awake all night, waking up constantly from nightmares. But he didn't, he slept straight through, I think it was because he had managed to hide all the razors and sharp objects so he sort of knew that Danny couldn't do anything. He was fine waking up too, though he did drag me straight to Toms room first, making sure the guys were fine. They were fine too, talking quietly to each other. "I promise that it wont happen again, I'm sorry that it happened in the first place. I lost control." Danny whispered, stroking Toms hair back lovingly. Tom whimpered and turned away, it looked like he still couldn't handle being touched by the abused arm.

It took weeks for Tom to get used to Dannys arm again, when the wounds healed and the bandage came off. "look, its all healed over now, nothing to worry about." Danny smiled a little, encouragingly squeezing his boyfriend and showing him his arm. Tom whimpered and looked away. "Tommy, you have to look at some point, its not that bad, its all healed. You've seen me shower a whole load of times, you know that there's no blood on it. And it doesn't look icky anymore, and it doesn't hurt anymore either." Danny brought Toms head round, making him look at his arm.

"see, its all healed over. Just a scar now, nothing more." Danny managed another small smile, stroking Toms hair gently. "No more, no more." Tom whimpered pleadingly, managing to look up at Dannys face. "I know, there will be no more, I promise. I've told you, and I promise, there will be no more. It was just a stupid thing that happened. But its over, its all healed, and its fine." Danny kissed Toms forehead, stroking his thumbs over his lovers pale cheeks. Tom just fell forward and hugged his boyfriend close, so I guess he accepted that Dannys arm was healed over now.

It took a few more days, but eventually, Tom got completely used to the new scars on Dannys arm, he became a bit more accepting of being held and touched by it. He still couldn't really touch it with his own hand, but, he could look at it, which was a start. Danny didn't show any signs of having another breakdown either, he came to us now if he needed to talk, waiting until Tom fell asleep and then spilling his feelings to us. We were proud of him, for trying again, and admitting to his worries to us. It was mostly about Tom, about sending him away. He still hated the idea with a passion, but deep inside, he knew that it was for the best. "it really is for the best Dan, really. Tom needs help, and he'll get better there. He will, and this time next year, we'll be laughing about this, wondering what we were worrying for, I promise." I assured him, hugging him close, knowing that it was going to take a long time for Danny to get used to knowing that he was going to have to let Tom go.