Sharing a Hospital Bed | TomTord

courtyard fight • 07

GORE Warning

do you ever have those moments where you are so pumped up with adrenaline you can't think straight? well, tom was having one of those moments right this second.

his breath was wild and his fists had become bloody from the countless punches he had landed. he had gotten in a fight with one of the crazed orange patients.

toms hands shook from the pain on his knuckles. his hands had been cramping from the constant blows he managed to plant square on aidans face. he didn't know how much longer he was gonna be able to keep up. his electricity powers kept sparking him back to life every time he had gotten tired which couldn't last for very long.

his opponent tried to swing a right hook but tom quickly hopped back and before the orange nutcase could comprehend what just happened, he was knocked down flat on his ass with a bloody broken nose that had bled all over his orange attire.

nearby security guards had finally got to the scene and had grabbed each of toms arms. before being carried out by multiple guards he yelled, "THINK TWICE BEFORE FUCKING WITH EDD"

tom left his and tords apartment to go to the infirmary for, hopefully, a final visit. today he is supposed to get his leg cast off after being forced into it for a good month.

during the month with his cast, he spent some quality time with his roommate. they would have fun together even if neither of them spoke. it was a fun silence, as weird as it sounds.

tord was getting more comfortable with tom too but sometimes he would distance himself when getting too touchy. tom noticed it and always wondered why he was so weird about it.

tom kept thinking of the possible reasons he might've been so against it. however, his thoughts went back to his main objective, getting to the infirmary.

after a while of wandering, he finally found the medical center. he went inside to see the same nurse who took care of him from the very first day. sometimes he thinks she runs the whole place all by herself.

havana seemed to perk up at the sight of tom opening the doors. "ah there's my favorite black-eyed pea" she joked about his eyes which he easily brushed off with a smile.

tom made his way to a hospital bed and sat down on it letting his legs dangle on the side. havana walked in front of him with a cast saw in her hands. nervously tom gulped the built-up saliva in his mouth.

"this might seem scary because it's literally a saw going through the cast, but don't worry, i'm a master of the blades, i promise not to touch your skin with this blade" she smiled. tom didn't take her word for it and doubt had started to cloud his mind.

the loud cast saw started to fill the silence and tom couldn't help but shut his eyes tightly. every time the saw started to touch his cast its noise level would drop and it terrified him. he recoiled which meant his bandaged leg swung backward away from the loud blade. tom heard havana scoff and turned off the saw.

he opened his eyes to be greeted by an angry-looking nurse. he felt ashamed, his ears went down like a sorrowful puppy. "here ill just uh, lay down" he nervously swung his legs over the bottom half of the hospital bed and laid himself out flat. she loomed over him with an aggravated look in her sapphire eyes.

"relax, pull the pillow over your face and just breathe" she patted his chest while he obeyed her. once again the cast saw started up again but this time it felt like it got louder. once again he heard the blade's octave go lower and lower the more she pushed the blade into the fiberglass cast. he feared the saw would go straight through his skin and onto his bone.