I got upstairs after finishing my tea and I went to bed, Tom came after me and opened my door to see where I was.
"oh your here..." he trailed and I nod, " are you mad at me?" he asked and i shook my head "no I'm not, I umh I'm just tired." I explained as he got closer to my bed.
"you can sit" I whispered, talking about the spot next to me on the bed.
He climbed in and sat next to me, he looked at me and I looked at my hands.
"can I ask you something?" I said and looked at him, "sure" he replied.
"why don't you want us to talk about you?" I asked and he chuckled "there is not really much to talk about" he said and I looked at my hands again then at his.
I took his left hand and brushed my fingers up on his wrist and he'd tried to back up but I stared at him. "let me do" I said and he let go.
I brushed my fingers on his scars and could feel they were not old enough to be completely cicatrized. "do you want me to put an cicatrizing oil on them?" I asked and he looked at me confused.
"I take that as a yes" I replied to myself and went over my bedside table to open my drawer and take my oil, I poured some in my hand and rubbed it in Tom's skin.
"all right I just have to wash my hands and I'll be back" I said and got up, I walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind me.
I opened my drawer and saw what I wanted, a blade, I took a deep breath closed my eyes and closed the drawer.
I washed my hands and went back in my bed.
" you Allright?" Tom asked "yeah why?" I asked back "it looks like you saw a ghost" he replied and I sighs.
"I umh, no I'm fine. I just saw a blade that's all" I said and he nod, he took me in his arms and I relaxed at his touch. "okay, where is it?" he asked and I furrowed my brows "excuse me what?" I asked and he glared at me. "where's the blade?" he asked. "umh in the bathroom, in the drawer" I said and he nod. "all right" he said and walked towards the bathroom, I followed him. He opened the drawer and took the blade, he trowed it in the toilet and flushed it.
"I'm not sure if that was a good idea" I said and he looked back at me, "it was" he said and I made a 'not so sure' face. "ahh, I don't know, I can still buy a new one tho" I said and he furrowed at me "did I said that outloud?" I asked chuckling. "yes and no you won't buy a new blade" he said and I squint my eyes "oh yeah? And why is that?" I asked walking closer to him. "because l said so" he replied, I tilt my head and smirked. "do you think you can control me Mr. Holland?" I asked in a kinky tone. "are you teasing me?" he asked getting even closer, "maybe I am" i smiled, "well I not in the mood so no" I smirked "wait, what are you talking about?" he asked and I lift my eyebrow at him. "nevermind, I've gotta sleep" I said and tap his breast. "goodnight Tom" I finished and he smiled walking over to my door. "night y/n" he replied and closed the door after walking out of my room. I lied down and took my phone, I scrolled trought instagram, tik tok, youtube, reddit, but nothing catched my eye. So I turned off my phone and closed my eyes, and I-well I fell asleep. But only after 4 hours.
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General FictionY/l/n has troubles with her mental health and she hides things from her loved ones. Which will one day kill her