Heart For Two (Thomas Sangster & Robbie Kay Fanfic)

Ch.12 Tell Me!

Chrissy.

What the hell was going on? As Robbie spoke those words, I instantly knew that something bad was going to happen... to me. Not being selfish but how did I come to know these people? What did he mean "You're Alive."?

"How's Ava?" Thomas asked Robbie with a hint of fear in his voice.

"Oh she's perfectly fine." Robbie answered which made Thomas sigh. "She is finally in peace." 

"Of course she is! You're finally out of her life." Thomas said.

"And you also." Robbie replied back with a smirk. Thomas became tense again.

"What are you trying to say?" Thomas was now very worried. He hasn't looked at me which worries me even more. I wanted him to look at me. I wanted to tell him to calm down, but once again, what exactly is going on?

"Oh nothing dear Tommy." Robbie walks away from me and back to the window. "Although I was kind of worried about her before I came here back with my father-"

"Wait, your father escaped?" Thomas took two steps towards Robbie whom didn't look threatened at all as he climbed out of the window. 

"No no, that's crazy. The guards just took him for a walk since he missed nature so much." Robbie winked before disappearing. 

Thomas didn't move. Nor did I. My leg ached but I didn't want to break this silence. It wasn't awkward, but the tension from earlier seemed to suck the oxygen out of the both of us, leaving us speechless. I carefully looked up at Thomas who seemed to daze of into I don't know what. My leg was beginning to hurt so I moved it slightly trying not to make it obvious. Thomas' eyes were quickly on me,  finally paying attention to what happened to me. 

"Oh my God. Chrissy, what happened?" He knelt in front of me and examined me. He shook some of the leaves that were on my hair but then he saw the big scar. He frowned. "What did he do to you?" He growled angrily before picking me up and laying me on my bed. "Where's the First Aid-Kit?" He asked. 

"Under my counter sink. In back of some boxes." I answered.

He immediately ran to my restroom and pushed the boxes out. What he didn't know what that the boxes were open, and they contained pads and tampons. So, as he dropped everything on the restroom floor, which he didn't seem to mind, he grabbed the white metal box and jogged back to me. He opened it and started moving stuff around. I just stared at him. Thomas looked to concentrated in what he was doing yet I still can notice his stress over earlier. What was all that about? And I should have thought that maybe they did know each other since they both have an accent. Same Accent.

"Thomas." I call. 

"Aha?" He said but didn't look at me. 

I sighed but then screamed when he cleaned my cut with alcohol. Gripping my bed sheet so hard and closing my eyes I tried not to whip the piece of sponge off of Thomas' hand.

"I'm sorry. Sorry, sorry." He removed the clothe then he got some white tape thingy. He pushed the walls of the cut together and taped it carefully. I was gritting my teeth together to not let out any sound out. 

Thomas cleaned everything up and placed the box next to my bed. He sat at the edge of the bed and looked out the window. He dazed off again. What's going on? 

"What was all that about?" I asked him. I knew he heard me since he closed his eyes and quietly sighed yet he didn't move. "I know you heard me, Thomas."

He finally turned to me. His eyes seemed angry. And restless. Hurt. Tired. Broken.

"Why were you with him?" He snapped at me. His words were harsh.

"I asked first."

"At this point, it doesn't even matter you bloody asked first, Chrissy. You shouldn't have been with him or even talked to him. He is- how do you even know him?" He asks sitting up closer to me. 

"That's non of your business-"

"Indeed it is since I know his intentions with girls." He closed his eyes and sucked breath. "Well, I know them now." He sighed still not opening his eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked now scared of what he possibly means. NO! I don't even know what he means! I am so confused! "Tell me, Thomas!" I yelled at him since he stood up and walked away from the bed. 

"I can't! Okay! There is absolutely no point in bloody telling you if you're not even going to understand the reason why you have to get away from Robbie!" He yelled back. He wasn't angry at me. He was angry at what I was doing.

"Then make me understand!" I hate when people think I'm weak. Physically, mentally, and even emotionally. They all treat me as if I'm a little girl. As if I don't know what's bad and what's good... Maybe I don't know. "Thomas." He looked back at me. "You can't tell me or is it that you don't want to tell me?" I spoke slowly. 

I saw Thomas' eyes water up but his expression stayed cold. His tears were obvious but he didn't seem to notice nor mind. He inhaled before speaking.

"Katherine."

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If some of you don't remember, Katherine is Thomas' ex. If you still don't remember, I suggest you to go back and read "Some Flashbacks" again. 

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