Thomas X reader ~ Stick together

Chapter 60

U stared in horror as Charlotte gasped and collapsed into your arms. Thomas helped you grab her and carry her to the nearest bench in sight. Some older people were already sat there but quickly vacated the seat upon seeing the semi-conscious Charlotte. You and Thomas lowered Charlotte into the seat and tried to keep her awake as holly and Dylan called for help. You kept asking Charlotte questions, trying to get as much information from her before the ambulance came.
"Charlotte? Where did this happen?"
"Our h-hotel r-room."
"When?"
"Like 10 m-minutes ag-go."
"And where is Minho now?"
"D-don't know. R-ran away as fast as I c-could before he c-could s-say anything."
With her last answer, Charlotte fell unconscious, Thomas unable to rouse her.

"Ok. Thomas, you stay here with Charlotte- I'm going back to the room to find Minho."
Thomas snapped up and grabbed you by the shoulders viciously, "y/n. NO WAY. I am NOT losing you too, do you hear me?! Who knows where Minho is or what state he's in?! Are u fucking crazy?"
"Thomas! We have to find Minho before he gets away with this! This is attempted murder!!!! The police won't be there in time and you know it so this is the only way!!"
Thomas started sobbing in frustration, gripping ur shoulders for dear life.
"But y/n- please. I can't let u go again. I just can't."
You pulled Thomas into a fierce hug, shushing him and stroking his hair, "Thomas. I promise you I won't do anything stupid. I promise. But can you understand when I tell you that we have to find Minho right now?"
He gulped, "Ok. But please go before I change my mind."
Nodding, you fled from the scene, searching faces of every kind looking for Minho. You figured he'd be at the hotel, trying to act like everything was normal. You didn't know what you were going to do when you saw him, but part of you felt like you had to see Minho with your own eyes to properly believe Charlottes story...

5 minutes later you were hurtling towards Charlotte and Minho's room, struggling to catch your breath as you ran. Finally you reached the door, getting ready to pound on it until Minho let you in. Only you didn't have to. The door was already open, swung open halfway and horribly scratched on the inside. Crap.

Suddenly, you heard heavy breathing coming from the bathroom just inside the room. You knew it was Minho, but it still scared you senseless. Taking a deep breath, you tiptoed into the room and peeped into the bathroom.

It was horrible. Minho stood facing away from you, staring into the cracked mirror and splashing cold water over his sweaty face. There was a small splat of blood on the shower glass, and Minho's knuckles were raw and bloody. Worst of all, he had a huge, red cut that extended from his ear right down to his chin across his cheek. His eyes were red and dry.

That's when he saw you. Upon noticing ur face in the mirror reflection in front of him, Minho span round and just stood there, giving you a look that made you quake in your shoes.
"Y/N. It's u."
"H-hello Minho. I'm s-sorry but I'm going to have to s-stop you before you go. I've seen Charlotte and-"
When he heard her name, Minho broke down, throwing things and crying. You ducked and backed away, startled at Minho's reaction. Then, doing the only thing you could possibly think of, you ran towards Minho and tackled him to the ground, pinning his arms and legs down so he couldn't fight back.
Minho grunted and tried to get free but eventually gave up, lying limply on the bathroom floor. A minute or 2 passed until Minho finally spoke, sobbing as he did so.
"Oh y/n! It's Charlotte! I don't know what's wrong with her!!"
In your confusion, you released your grip on the crying boy slightly.
"W-what do u-"
"It's the pregnancy. She's delusional or something. I promise you, whatever she told you back there isn't true."
"But- but she told us you tried to kill the baby!"
Minho jumped up, knocking you off of him in his disgust.
"Me?! Kill the baby?! How could I possibly dream of killing something so precious to us!?"
"But Charlotte said-"
"Forget what Charlotte said! Do u want to know what really happened? I'll tell you. Yes, I've been behaving badly these past few days, but who wouldn't? I'd just found out my girlfriend got pregnant after one night! I know we should've used protection, but we were drunk and weren't thinking straight. Heck, I couldn't even remember half of it the morning after. Anyway, the other day when I walked into the cafe with her? I didn't get angry like she said I did! She was the one acting strangely, asking me why I hated the baby! I kept saying to her, Charlotte please, I never said I hate the baby, I just said I was surprised but now I'm over it! Then she says to me, fine I'll go be with Thomas then. That's why she kissed him, y/n. She said to you herself she wasn't in her right mind- and that's because she imagined me saying things I wasn't!"

You sat there, dumbfounded as Minho wove the vague excuses and pretence into a story that seemed to make sense. But he wasn't done yet.

"Anyway, she continued to act strange, at dinner tonight she sat me down and asked me if I was calm yet. We were joking 2 minutes before she said that, y/n. We'd made up and id told her I was sorry for what I'd done. But it was like she couldn't even remember that conversation 2 minutes ago, like she'd switched bodies or something. I just brushed it off thinking it was some kind of joke- she's always doing funny voices and things normally. We went back up to the room and she told me she was just going to take her makeup off. Well, she was in there for 30 minutes, so naturally I was worried. When I knocked on the door and walked into the bathroom, SHE was the one who went nuts, screaming at me and yelling at me to stop trying to hurt the baby. SHE was the one who wrecked the place, she scratched me right across the face with her nails. Then she stood up and started banging her head against the wall and shouting stop it, stop it, stop it! I tried to stop her, y/n, but she just kept hitting me until I fell to the ground. Finally, she seemed to gain control again, becoming the Charlotte i know. She took one look at herself and ran out of there, shouting something about me and the baby as she went."

"So all of those bruises and scratches on her face..."
"....she did them y/n."
You both stared at each other in horror as you realised it was the truth. The horrible, complex truth.

"But Minho, why the hell is she doing this?"
"I looked it up last night when I first saw the signs. I think she's got prepartum psychosis."
"W-what?"
"I don't know exactly. She can't distinguish reality from fake stuff. It's been triggered by the pregnancy. I don't know what we can do."

You couldn't fathom how one of your friends could have such a confusing and rare condition, although the way Minho said it, it seemed unlikely for it to be anything else.
"But Minho, what are u going to do?"
Minho stood up confidentially, suddenly calm in the situation.
"I'm going to take care of her, we're going to get over this, and then we're gong to concentrate on our baby."

END OF CHAPTER!!!
(The condition is an actual thing but this is in no way 100% medically accurate)