We Saved Each Other (Tommyinnit)

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Hello readers, sorry for the long wait btw!

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Abuse
Cursing
Blood
Drunkenness

Nobody's POV
Time skip one week

It was a week after the stream and life was good for the pair. They had met almost every day to walk or eat. There friendship was becoming an unbreakable bond of trust and care. They had both shared things with each other that no other sole has heard. Tommy and Lia were even clean for a week! The two felt like they we on top of the world! But of course all good things come to an end.

It was a regular afternoon at the simons household. Tommy was cleaning and he had music playing through his speaker. His peace was broken by the sound of a rusty car screeching into the driveway. Tommy's heart stopped, he knew that sound. His father was home. After trips like this Tommy is sure to be left in pain.

Tommy quickly finished his sweeping and stored his broom in its proper place. He ran upstairs and laid in his bed. He heard his father stumble through the house and drop his stuff on the floor. He stayed quiet as his father opened and closed drawers. He heard loud thumps coming up the stairs and his door swung open.

Tommy's dads POV

I swung Tommy's door open with such force it left a dent in the wall. I was angry, very angry. I didn't know why but I knew how to relieve it. I looked at Tommy's who was sat up on his bed looking at his feet. Dam brat dose not even have the respect to look me in the eyes! I stumbled over to the bed, grabbed Tommy, and harshly pushed him against the wall. His head hit the wall with a sickening clunk. Tommy look a but disoriented but looked at me nonetheless.

When I look into his eyes I see Christy, my wife, my life line. Tommy killed her, Tommy killed her! He doesn't deserve happiness cause he took away all of mine. With that thought I threw a punch at his head leaving a large gash under his hair. I began to talk shit about him and continued to try and convince Tommy he is the kind of person I say he is. After a minute of that I dropped him and he fell to the ground.

I pulled my leg back and mustered all my strength to sent my boot right to his gut. He screamed in agony and I smiled at him. I began to walk out of the room but in the corner of my eye I see Tommy relax. Did that brat really think I was done?! I stomped down the stairs and grabbed the pocket knife I pulled out earlier.

I walked beck into Tommy's room seeing him still in the same spot I left him. 'Lazy bitch can't even move' I thought. I walked over to him and crouched right in front of him. I pulled my knife out and his eyes widened in terror. I smiled and grabbed him before he could squirm away. I pulled of his shirt to see an extremely skinny boy with bruises and cuts all over.

"Fat pig" I whispered in his ear

"Never eat" I commanded

"And show some respect for your appearance, keep the fat off" I snarled. I brought my knife to his chest and opened it. I began making slow large cuts in his chest. I went so slow that he must have felt every millimetre my knife moved. He screamed in agony and pleaded with me. After making about 4 big cuts I sat up and told the brat I was going to the bar.

I walked out of the room to the kitchen. I looked at the knife seeing a fresh layer of blood on it behind all the old layers. I opened one of the kitchen drawers and threw it in. It was the drawer holding 2 belts both soaked in blood and a few knives looking the same as the one he just used. I closed the cabinet and locked the door with the padlock putting the key back in my pocket. I left for the bar with a smile on my face.

Tommy's POV

There I sat, on the floor. My head bleeding in two places, My chest in excruciating pain and my stomach twisted in knots of pain. I sat for ten or so minutes crying and not being able to move. I knew I could handle this myself but help would be nice. So I called the contact I knew would help most, Lia. She picked up on the 2end ring.

"Hi Tommy!" She said cheerfully.

"C-can you come o-over" he stuttered

"Yes of course I'll be there in ten!" She said in a concerned tone.

"S-see you s-soon" I said. I ended the call and let my hands fall to my side.

Lia's POV

I knew something was wrong the second Tommy called me. I am currently running to Tommy's house with my mind racing. Part of me is thinking he is just really sad, part of me thinks he is hurt and part of me thinks he is gone already. Once I got to his house I notice that his dads car was out of the driveway. I opened up the unlocked door and walked up the stairs.  I opened Tommy's Door and my jaw dropped at the sight.

Tommy was on the floor covered in blood. He had a large gash in his head and his chest had four deep cuts. He had a large bruise on his stomach and blood dripping from the back of his head. He looked and me and relief filled his eyes.

"Hi Lia" he said with a fake smile. My heart dropped at how hard he was trying not to cry.

"Oh my god Tommy!" I yelled rushing over to him.

"Who did this?!" I asked

"My dad" he answered in a monotone voice.

"Oh Tommy, why" I asked holding back tears.

"I am not sure" he said simply. It hurt me that Tommy did not even look fazed that his dad did this. I sighed and looked at him, I decided not to press it.

"Let's go get you cleaned up" I said helping him get up. We made our way to the washroom and I sat him on a chair. I took out the first aid kit and got to work. First I checked his stomach to see if anything was broken. Luckily nothing new is broken but this healing fractured rib was back to square one. I informed him of his stomach injuries I moved to his head. I wiped off the small amount of blood and the back of his head and cleaned the cut. It was mainly a bruise so that wasn't much of a problem.

I then turned my attention to his forehead. I pushed back his hair to get a good look at the cut. It is a large gash mainly hidden by his hair. I cleaned it and moved to his chest. The cuts made me sick to my stomach so I quickly cleaned them so I could get back to his head. I grabbed some tools from the kit and began stitching. I counted and paid close attention to his head trying not to make it hurt to much.

"Where did you learn how to do this" Tommy asked curiosity.

"I am currently in medical school" I told him happily.

"That's so cool!" He exclaimed. We continued to talk for a full 2 hours. He yelped and flinched every now an then but he was good. It really surprises me that he can feel all This pain without sobbing. I finished and looked at him. All of his large cuts where stitched and he was no longer bleeding. Pleased with the result we got up and went to watch a movie. We eventually settled on Harry Potter. We sat on the couch together hand in hand with my head on his shoulder. I blushed at the contact but loved it. I never had very close friends and never felt feelings for anyone. But I knew what I wanted with Tommy, I dreamed of it. All that was stopping me is not knowing what he wants.

Thanks for reading this is my longest chapter yet and i like it. I finally put in some angst. But I still needed to add a cute fluff piece at the end!