depressed tom kaulitz x reader

part 3:

pov: y/n
i wake up the next morning thinking back to that fun i had with tom last night. honestly we were both really high and i barely remember any of it. i remember trying to get him to eat and him crying at first but doing it. then he went home a few hours later and im guessing he went to bed. i grab some clothes and go to the bathroom to change and finish getting ready. then i hear my phone ring.  it's tom. it kind of concerns me since we've never called before. i quickly answer the phone to hear sobs. "y/n? are you there?" "yes tom what's going on?" "c-can i come over?" "yes please be safe." about 10 minutes pass and i hear knocking on the door. i open the door to tom crying. "can i hug you?" he asks stifling sobs. "come here." i say and pull him into a hug. he smells so good. he cries on my shoulder. "im such a disappointment." he cries. "i think you're amazing." was all i thought to say. he started to cry harder when i said that i think in a "wow im being validated" way though. i pulled him inside not letting go and he just walked with me closing the door behind him. we walked to my room and i laid down and patted the bed next to me where he laid down and buried his face in my chest letting his tears soak my shirt. after about 30 minutes of him starting to calm down and then lifting his head only to start crying again he finally stopped. i honestly just wanted to cry with him seeing him in pain like this. he sat up and started to talk and i just listened. "my dad literally called me a disappointment. he said it was because he found out i was cutting but i really think he had just been waiting to say that for a long time and found an opportunity and went with it. i really don't think he gives a fuck about me or my problems. bill wasn't home. he wasn't there to say anything." he says breaking my heart. i honestly wasn't sure what to say in this situation. so i just pulled him into another hug. after about 2 minutes he let go. "can i use your bathroom?" he asks. "yeah, sure. right down the hall at the end." i said and he walked out. he seemed to be taking a while. it had been almost 10 minutes so i decided to go check on him. i knocked on the door. "tom? you okay? tom?" i heard him wince in pain. i panicked and tried to open the door. it's locked. i start banging on the door. "tom? tom? are you okay? tom?" i start to yell. im getting extremely worried. i start to push on the door. it doesn't open. i slam my body into it a few times and trust me it hurts but i need to make sure he's okay. i shove my body into it a few more times and it slams open. what i see before me will forever live in my head. there's blood everywhere, on the walls on the floor, splatters and puddles. i see him sitting on my bathroom floor with a blade in his hand still cutting away at his arms. they're covered in new, fresh, deep, bleeding, cuts. i quickly slam my knees into the ground sliding across my floor scraping them since i'm in shorts but my adrenaline has kicked in and i barely even feel it. i, without thinking, grab the blade out of his hand and close my hand around it so he can't get it. it glides directly into my hand, blood spewing everywhere. i grab it with my other hand without even making a face or sound and just pull it out and put it in my pocket. tom is staring at me now trying to examen my hand. i think he's non-verbal right now. i grab the hand towels i have sitting out and wrap them around both of his arms trying to apply pressure as he winces in pain, my hand still dripping blood onto the floor. i then get behind him, him in between my legs and just hold him as he starts to cry again. "tom. you can't keep doing this. i care about you so so much. you're scaring me." he turned around and looked me dead in the eyes tears streaming down his face. "i-i-i-i'm s-s-sorry." he sobbed out and then turned back around leaning into me. we stayed like this until he stopped bleeding. then i cleaned and bandaged them. then i lead him into my room and laid him down. i sat next to him. "you're going to be staying with me now." i'll go with you to get your stuff later. try to get some rest okay?" i said. he nodded and closed his eyes. once he was asleep i got up and cleaned my cut and my bathroom.