Thomas Sangster (a collection of short stories)

Multiple personality disorder

Your P.O.V

He has multiple personality disorder and it gets worse and worse every day. He shouts at me and sometimes he would even hurt me, but I know it's not his fault. Despite all that I chose to stay for him, I stayed because I love him. 

I heard the bedroom door creak open and I instantly poured the hot water on a cup and then dropped a bag of earl tea in it. I turned around to see Thomas rubbing his eyes. He lazily sat in front of the counter and yawned. I greeted him a good morning and placed the cup of tea in front of him. Thomas mumbled out a quiet thanks. I sat back as I watched him sip the substance inside the cup. He furrowed his eyebrows before making a disgusted look. "What happened to the milk?" He scoffs. Oh boy here we go again. I got up my seat and grabbed the empty carton of milk and flipped it upside down in front of Tom. "We unfortunately ran out of milk love." I say before putting back the milk carton beside the sink. "Why did you drink it all?" 

Is he serious? His milk is all gone and now he's blaming me? I drank his milk, oh god he must be joking. 

I looked at him with an annoyed expression. "Well answer me y/n why did you drink all my milk?" Is he dead serious, I can't believe him. I rubbed my temple before speaking. "Thomas how can I drink a carton of milk when I am allergic to dairy?" He stood up from his chair and glared at me. "Do you think I bloody care at this moment? If you knew that we had no milk then why didn't you go buy some more?" 

I sighed knowing where this is going. Thomas and I fight over the dumbest things and I  think fighting over an empty milk carton broke our record. It was just yesterday when we fought over a piece of plate on the sink. 

"Look I'll buy you more milk later just please take your meds first, It's in the third cupboard." I say defeated. I walked out of the kitchen and went inside our shared bedroom. I laid on the bed and pulled the blanket all the way to my head.

I seriously hate Brian, It's Thomas' angry side which we've decided to name Brian. Thomas has four different people living inside of him. Four people with each different personality. The first one is Brian, second is Patrick, third one is Ivan and lastly is Thomas himself. 

I could hear faint footsteps coming closer towards me. "Y/n, I'm sorry I didn't mean to argue with you." Thomas started. I decided not to say anything. "It's me Thomas I'm me again and Brian is also very sorry." 

I uncovered the blanket and sat up. "Brian accused me for drinking all your milk." I reminded him. Thomas chuckled and sat down beside me. "He did didn't he?" I smiled at Thomas and nodded. Thomas embraced me and out back fell on the bed and slowly we fell asleep. 

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I woke up a few hours later and Thomas wasn't beside me. I rubbed my eyes and got out of bed. I went outside of our room and Thomas is no where to be founded. I waddled further out into the kitchen and I heard water running coming from the bathroom.  I bit my lip and quietly tip toed toward the bathroom. I peeked through the small opening gap of the door and I saw Thomas sitting on the floor with blood on his wrist. 

I barged inside and Thomas' eyes grew wide. "Thomas throw the blade away now." My voice is trembling. "Who's Thomas? Your'e looking for Thomas, whoever that may be." He says. I haven't seen Patrick in three months, I thought he fully disappeared. "Patrick please flush the blade now." 

"Okay." And with that he got up and did as I told him to. I quickly bolted towards Thomas and embraced him, I mumbled out multiple 'sorry's' and whispered sweet nothings in his ear.

"I t-thought Pa-trick disappeared. I didn't mean t-to-" He says, "Shh It's okay love he's gone now, no need to worry. I've got you." I cooed before leading him into the living room. We both sat down on the plump sofa, I turned on the telly and decided to watch Nickelodeon. 

A few hours later I was awaken from my short slumber, Thomas is carrying me bridal style towards our bedroom. A smile swept across my lips. 

Thomas gently laid me on the bed and he crawled beside me afterwards. He swooped his hands over my waist and snuggled his head above my shoulders. 

"Thank you for always being here for me love. Your'e my princess and knight and shinning prince. You mean the world to me and I will treasure and protect you as long as live. I hope you won't get tired of me. I love you y/n." Thomas whispered and I could feel his arm squeeze my waist as he moved closer to me.

You mean the world to me baby I hope you know that. I will never leave you that I promise you. 

"I love you Thomas." I replied back.