Here's the next chapter I'm not going to bore you with any excuses why I haven't updated I just haven't had the time. Any way enjoy,
Megan xx (p.s. please R&R)
It has been 2 months since Tom had went to rehab and now he was successfully off the diazepam and was on the road back to recovery. In his time in rehab he had had anger management every day for 2 hours. He has learnt some useful things to keep his anger down they had tried to get him to see a shrink to talk about his anger and why he started using drugs but he just refused to say why. Today was his first day back up work and the only people who knew why he was off was Zoe and Sam as Zoe referred him to this rehab everyone else didn't know where he had been and he wasn't planning to tell anybody why. As he walked into the grounds he stood still and looked up to the building bracing himself for the day ahead he was snapped out of his trance by the sound of an ambulance and carried on walking. Once he was in the building he took out his headphones and saw Zoe coming straight over,
"Tom how have you been?"
"Good I guess"
"Can I have a word in my office please"
"Yeah sure"
And with that he followed Zoe to her office. He couldn't help but feel everyone's eyes on him. Zoe lead him into the office and told him to take a seat,
"So how have you really been"
"It was truth but I managed I'm success fully off them and trust me I will never be back on them"
"That's good. There will be a lot of questions from other members of staff so I want you to brace yourself"
"Can I go now?" He asked
"Yes but just too warn you Adrian is back at work"
"Thanks for the heads up".
Toms PVO
I left Zoe's office and made my way to the staffroom to pick up my scrubs I was already late for my shift. As I walked in too the staffroom Fletch was in there hugging Sam my blood went cold. I walked in and their heads looked straight at me,
"Tom your back" Sam said
"Yes I'm back" I say bluntly
"Some ones got out of the wrong side of the bed this morning" Fletch said
1, 2, 3, 4... I counted in my head trying to keep my cool. I just walked over to my locker and got my scrubs out and left the room,
"What's up with him" Is what I heard Fletch say before I left the room
The day went pretty smoothly a few bumps on the way with people asking me where I had been and I was just on my way to the pub. Me and Sam haven't spoke a word since the staffroom just exchanging looks when walking past each other. I was sat in the pub just finishing my first pint of John Smiths when the rest of the ED came walking in Sam came straight over,
"How many have you had?"
"What's it too you" I reply
"I was just asking just in case you have found something else in steed of the diazepam" Sam said whispering the last bit
"So now I can't have a drink without being accused of being an alcoholic" I said
"No that's not what I mean it came out wrong"
"Leave it Sam" I said before storming out of the pub slamming the door behind me making the room inside go quite.