Holiday Tomance - ON HOLD

Truth hurts

TW - loss, cheating, rage and adult language

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I answered the phone not recognising the number but I knew the voice on the other end that spoke to me. I felt every ounce of warmth leave my body but couldn't talk, I felt frozen. I hadn't told Tom the whole truth as to why I ran. I didn't want him treating me differently but I knew I needed to come clean. The person on the other end spoke and when I saw Tom starting to move I gripped him. I needed him. I felt stronger with him by my side.

The person on the other end stopped talking. Now was my chance to unleash holy hell on this lying motherfucker. "Firstly, don't you ever fucking talk to me like I am a child. Don't interrupt me. You have had your chance to talk and now it is my turn to tell you a few home truths. I don't want you to know where I am because I don't ever want to see your face ever again. Yes, you stupid prick, the wedding is off. Marry the slut you climbed into bed with if you are that desperate to make Mummy and Daddy happy we all know you were only trying to get me down that aisle to make sure you got Daddy's money." I paused to take a breath and Bobby tried to talk again. "Don't you dare put this on me. What happened was in no way my fault, so how dare you even insinuate that it was. Do us all a favour Bobby, delete my number and never try to contact me again. Cancel the wedding plans and tell people the truth as to why I am not there. I have no intentions of coming back any time soon."

I went to hang up as Bobby was screaming down the phone at me but before I had a chance to finish the call, Tom took the phone off of me. "Alright dickhead, how's about you do what the lady has asked, delete her number and fuck off." Tom paused while Bobby continued shouting. "I'll tell you who I am sunshine. I'm the bloke that's been banging your ex Missus all weekend and guess what I am about to go and do now. See you later mate." With that Tom hung up. My mouth was open in shock. "Hopefully he should get the idea now. Are you ok babes?"

Tom pulled me into a tight hug as the tears fell like waterfalls from my eyes. "Thank you for not letting me deal with that on my own." Tom held me even tighter. "I do have something I need to tell you though. The reason why he blames me for everything that happened. I need to tell you, if we are to give things a go and trust each other then I need to be honest."

Tom pulled away slightly looking at me concerned. "Go on, tell me whatever it is that you think that you need to tell me. What is it that he blames you for? What else happened?"

"The reason he jumped into bed with my best friend is all on me, apparently." I paused and took a breath. "About 12 months ago, I found out that I was pregnant. We were thrilled, or so I thought." I paused while I looked at Tom's face to gauge his reaction. His look was giving me nothing. "At 3 months I got into a bad car accident and although I made it, baby didn't. He blames me because he says that if I hadn't of started an argument with him then I wouldn't have driven off at the speed that I did and then I would have seen the light turn red and been able to stop in time. We were arguing because I was using his phone to make a call, he got a message so I opened it and found that he had been sending dick pics and other suggestive messages to other women." At this point Tom reached forward and cuddled me. "There's more. The arguments got more intense and more frequent. I was trying to grieve and he couldn't or didn't want to understand why I was upset. I had lost my baby and he didn't give a shit. He got up and carried on as though nothing had happened, as though we hadn't just lost the most precious thing we could lose. He started spending more time away from the house which was time he spent with her. We didn't sleep together after I lost the baby and he blames me. Saying if I had of slept with him then he wouldn't have ran into her bed. Before you on Friday I hadn't had sex in over 9 months. I couldn't bare the thought of him touching me knowing that he was probably still sending dick pics and more."

I stopped and gave Tom time to process everything that I had just told him. He continued holding me before pulling away, gently holding the tops of my arms and looking me in the eyes. "Listen to me Y/N, none of that was your fault. Don't you ever think that. He rings you again while I am around then you make sure that you pass the phone to me. I promise you that he is never going to hurt you in anyway, ever again."

With Tom saying that he pulled me in as tight to his chest as he could manage and in those few minutes of him holding me there I had never felt safer. "Are you sure that you really feel that way? After all I did lie to you about what I was running from."

"No you didn't. You told me all that you needed to tell me when you needed to tell me. Now we are getting more serious you have told me all I need to know now. As I have told you a few times, I am not going anywhere. Promise me that you aren't either?"

"I promise you hand on heart that I have no intentions of leaving you and no other skeletons in my closet."

TOM'S POV

I couldn't help myself but speak to him myself when I saw how wound up and upset that Y/N was getting on the phone to him. He had no right to talk to her like that and definitely no right to put the blame of his wandering dick on her shoulders.

She explained to me exactly what it was that he had blamed her for. How dare he? How dare any person put the blame of that on the woman carrying their child. I held her close and felt relieved that she felt comfortable enough to be able to tell me all of that. I made her a promise and I can assure you that I meant every word of it. I wasn't going anywhere and he was never going to hurt my girl again. Yes, my girl.