I'll Fight Hell to Hold You

Waking Up In The Hospital

Tommy woke up hours later feeling awful, empty, relieved and emotional at the same time. The first thing he saw was a pair of blue eyes looking at him. "Eric? " he whispered. 

"No, it's Pat. You gave all of us one hell of a scare."

"What happened?"

"You had a miscarriage. All of the blood loss caused you to pass out."

"I....was....pregnant again? Was it Paul's?"

"No. It was the therapist's."

Tommy was silent for a few minutes and then he started to cry from happiness. "I can finally be rid of him?" "He's gone now." His tears turned to laughter. Pat wondered if he had snapped completely at this point.

"Tom?"

"You see........" Tommy told Pat the whole story of what had happened in the rehab part of his hospital stay. "He convinced me that Paul didn't love me. He drugged me and then he .....well you can figure it out." "I love Paul but he hates me. I'm leaving when I get better so he can find someone worthy of him. I'm damaged beyond repair, Pat. He doesn't love me...he doesn't. HE DOESN'T LOVE ME!!!!"

Pat did the only thing he knew how to do. He climbed into bed with Tommy and grabbed him in a tight hug. "I want you to calm down and look at me." He does love you. We all do." "You need to learn how to love yourself."

Tommy was convinced he was right. He just knew Pat was wrong about Paul. Letting himself go limp, he pretended to fall asleep so Pat would let go. 

Pat knew the game though. He did let go of Tommy but only long enough to text Paul about the conversation. He also asked questions about the therapist.