Guilty of my Jealousy (Jeffmads)

Ch.4-Hopeful

A/N: jkkkk double update :))

     
              James had blacked out in Thomas's arms, after he said I love you..

James woke up in a hospital room-the monotone beeping of the heart monitor and sounds of sobs filled his ears. He looked around, his eyes squinted and said the first thing that came to mind.

"Thomas?" He said quietly but loud enough for Thomas to hear. Thomas looked up from the chair and smiled. He got up and came to the bed. He hugged James and kissed his cheek over and over. Tears were falling from his eyes.

"Hey Jemmy..How are you feeling? Do you want anything?" Thomas talked at a million miles a second.

James giggled. "N-No, I'm okay.. I don't really know whats going on." James shifted his leg and winced. He looked at his arms and moved the blanket to see his thigh. Bandages covered his body.

Thomas frowned and held James hand. He sat in his chair. He stared at James and stuck out his tongue.

"I'm so glad you're okay.. I don't know what I would've done if you didn't make it through.." He smiled sadly. James bit his lip and looked away.

"You would be fine, you'd have Alex.." James thought about him, and remembered all the names he called him. He believed them.

'Little slut'

'Fat ass'

'Weak bitch'

Thomas looked shocked. He shook his head and gripped James hand.

"Why would I go back to Alex? He hurt you- I'm not going back to that son of a bit-" Thomas growled in anger. He put a hand over his eyes and put his head down.

James looked confused. "B-But he had every right to- I kissed you and I like you a-and I want to be yours but he is and he got mad at me every time and-" James was cut off by his own sobs. Thomas was in shock. He didn't know little James had all this bottled up inside him.

Thomas held James hand and kissed his knuckles. "No darlin', I'm never going back to him.. I love you and always have, he's an asshole and he hurt you." Thomas smiled at his own words. James stopped crying and smiled a little.

"Really? Y-You love me?" James asked, his cheeks red. Thomas chuckled.

"Yeah, I thought maybe you knew by now Jemmy.. I was pretty obvious, the way I look at you in your shorts-" Thomas smirked. James got flustered and pulled his hand away. He covered his face. A smile that wouldn't leave was spread across his face.

"Well, you shouldn't love me because I'm ugly and fat.. And toxic-" James smile faded, his depression taking over all his thoughts. He looked at Thomas.

"No you're not! You're beautiful and gorgeous, and even if you're chubby I love it. I love you- I love James Madison!" Thomas said. He laughed and looked at James.

"Stop it-I love you too.." James giggled and smiled.

"You'll be in here for a couple more days while the cuts heal.. I'll come by everyday, I promise.." Thomas stood up and leaned over James. He connected their lips.

James kissed back. He smiled against the kiss.

'Sorry James- I guess I was wrong..' The voice said.