My Queen || Tom Holland

Chapter 11

We've been in Atlanta for a little over a month now. My wounds are basically fully healed except for my bruises. They're faint, but they're there. Tom stopped staying at the house after the first week because it was easier for him to stay in his trailer on set. Jacob had the day off today so him and Haz are out doing stuff and I'm going to the studio to see Tom. Him and Zendaya have been getting really close. He's spending more time with her than he is with me. Which I guess makes sense because they're both staying on set and work together. But even on the rare occasions that Tom has a day off, or even a few hours off, they're spending it together. And it's SUPER rare that he gets time off because he's the main star. I also re-put all my phone contacts into my new phone, so at least I have people to talk to on boring days, which lately seems like everyday. I pull up to the studio, show the guards my ID and they let me in. I park in visitors parking, get out of the car and lock it before heading inside. People here know me now so no one questions me when I head towards the hallway that will take me to the set. The door shows up in my line of view with a sign on it: Take in session. Need absolute silence! I approach the door and open it softly and close it quietly behind me. The set today is what looks like the top of a building and Robert and Tom are on top of it. Robert is standing on a platform a few feet above the ground and Tom is yelling at him as he walks closer to Robert. I get closer to the set, but be careful to not get in the way of anything. "You know if you even cared you'd actually be here." Tom says sadly. Robert stands there for a few seconds before stepping off the platform. Tom takes a few steps back. "I did listen kid. Who do you think called the FBI, huh? Do you know that I was the only one who believed in you. Everyone else though I was crazy to recruit a 14 year old kid." Robert starts, but Tom cuts him off. "I'm 15." "No this where you zip it! Alright, that adult is talking! What if somebody had died tonight? Different story right, cause that's on you! And if you died-" He opens his arms. "I feel like that's on me." He drops his arms at his sides. "I don't need that on my conscience." He says. 

"Yes sir, I-"

"Yes."

"Alright, I'm sorry."

"Sorry doesn't cut it."

"I understand. I-I just wanted to be like you.."

"And I wanted you to be better. Okay, it's not working out, I'm gonna need the suit back."

"For how long?"

"Forever."

"No. No no no, please. Please. Please, you don't understand. This is all I have, I'm nothing without this suit!"

"If you're nothing without this suit, then you shouldn't have it. Okay? God, I sound like my dad."

"I don't have any other clothes.."

"Okay, we'll sort that out."

There's a moment of silence before Jon yells "CUT!" Tom and Robert smile at each other and hug before making their way down the set and off stage. Tom goes over to Zendaya who is sanding off to the side like I am, but closer to the set. I'm on the far side. They hug and then just talk. I feel a pang of loneliness and sadness pull in my chest. Tom looks over where I am, looks at me and smiles smally. I don't react. I just turn around and make my way for the door, but before I can make it an arm wraps around mine and pulls. I expect it to be Tom, but it was Robert. He's sees the sadness on my face and his face shows concern. "What's wrong?" He asks. I look over to Tom and Zendaya. They're just laughing. He's not even worried about the fact that I'm upset. He follows my gaze and his facial expression changes to anger. "How long has he been basically ignoring you?" Robert asks, looking back to me. "After our first week here." I say quietly. "I'll talk to him okay." He tells me and places a hand on my shoulder. I nod and look over his shoulder. Tom and Zendaya are now hugging for some reason. Tears prick my eyes and Robert pulls me into a hug. I wrap my arms around him and he rubs my back soothingly. "I don't know what's going on with him, but I'll figure it out. I promise." He tells me. I nod and look up. Tom is walking over to us with Zendaya. I quickly pull out of the hug, turn, and leave the room. I walk down the hallway quickly, my hair bouncing on my shoulders with every step. I hear the doors open and two pairs of feet exit, their laughter echoing through the hall. It's Tom and Zendaya. "Xena?" Tom calls out. I pick up my pace. "Where are you going? You just got here!" Zendaya calls out. I pick up my pace again to a run, trying to get to the exit as fast as possible. As I make it to the foyer, I bump into Marisa Tomei, literally. "Xena, what's wrong?" She questions worriedly. "I'm sorry. I need to go." I say quickly, and walk around her and out of the building. I get my keys out of my pocket and unlock my car. I open the door and look back at the building. Marisa is outside looking at me, Tom and Zendaya run out next. They're holding hands. Loneliness, betrayal and sadness hit me like a tidal wave. I quickly get in my car and slam the door shut. Tears fall from eyes and I start up the engine and pull out of my spot. Faster than I should be going I drive up to the gate. They open the gate before I get there and I speed out. I take only back roads to get to the house. I don't want to have to stop. As I'm passing a crossroads, and I'm going 125 kmh, a car comes from the side and t-bones mine. I brace as the windows shatter, flinging glass everywhere. My whole car jolts to the side and starts spinning out of control. The car must have hit something because it starts rolling. It rolls four times before coming to a stop upside-down. Panic and shock take me over as I try to process what happened. Glass and things I had in the car are scattered on the roof, my arms have blood on them, and I'm sure my face is bruised and cut. I look out the passenger window and see someone in all black so not even their face can be seen, walking towards me. It's definitely a woman by the look of their body type and the way they walk. As they get closer I notice they have a thigh holster on each leg. One with a gun and the other with a knife. I look behind them and spot their car. It's got a grate on the front that prevented the car from getting damage when it hit me. The woman approaches my car, and tugs on the door on my side and till it opens. They get their knife out and panic washes over me. They cut my seat belt and I fall, hitting my head off the roof of the car. They pull me out and drag me to the side of the road. I get tossed onto the gravel, the rocks dig into my palms. I sit on the ground with my legs extended out but bent in front of me and one hand at my side supporting me. My other one is holding my side. I look up at the mystery woman. She has bright green eyes, but that's all I can see of her. "W-who are you?" I ask weakly. "I told you I was going to kill you from taking Tom from me. But you figured out my name, so, I have to kill you early." Myra.. "Well, sorry to break it to you Myra, but someone took him from me too." I tell her. She takes off her mask. She's pretty, I'll give her that. Thick black hair, tan skin, plump lips, slender face. "Give me your phone." She demands. "Why? So you can hack it and track me everywhere I go? I'm good." I respond. She sighs and pulls her gun out, pointing it at me. "Give me! Your damn phone!" She yells. Hesitantly I grab my phone from my back pocket. I guess my body protected it from the crash, it's only got a small crack on the bottom corner. "Here." I say, and hold my phone out to her. She takes it and I hear it unlock. Figures... I hear the calling dial tone next. "Who are you calling?" I ask. "You'll see." She answers. I look around for anything I could use to knock her out or something.  Eventually my eyes fall on her thigh holster. If I get her gun, I'll have the upper hand. "Xena-" I hear Toms voice come through on my phone. "Myra! What did you do!? Is that Xenas car- WHAT DID YOU DO!?" He yells. "Relax, she's fine." She tells him. "Where is she!?" He growls. She walks over and squats down beside me and wraps an arm around my shoulder. "Right here!" She cheers. "Oh my god.." He breaths out and his face goes pale. I can see myself in the picture. My face is covered in blood from cuts and forming bruises. "She's really badly hurt, probably can't walk right now. You have 15 minutes to find her, or I blow up her car and her with it." She threatens. "Don't do this! I've kept my part of the deal!" He exclaims. What deal? She stands up and walks over to my car. "You see this? It's leaking gasoline. In 15 minutes there will be enough on the ground to light on fire. That will then trigger the car to explode, and your dear girlfriend will be sitting right there when that happens." She points to the ground in front of the door behind the drivers seat. "Your time starts now." Before Tom says anything she hangs up the call. "What was he talking about 'his end of the deal'?" I ask. "What would be the fun in telling you?" She retorts. "I'm going to die anyway, you might as well tell me." I tell her. "But you might not. And if I tell you and you live, it'll defeat the whole purpose of the deal." She explains. "Right. So, since we have the time, how do you know Tom?" I ask. Might as well get some information before my possible death. "Oh, we had a..fun, night a little over two months ago. That one night led to many others before he suddenly just stopped. I found out you two were dating and... Well, I wanted him back, but I knew you wouldn't just give him up so-" She starts. "So you go full psycho thinking that he'll want to date the person who killed his life long best friend and girlfriend. Smart." I say. I'm just trying to buy time. If she forgets about the car, it will give Tom more time to get to me, even if it costs me. "I AM NOT PSYCHO!! And how many times do I have to tell you two, HE WON'T HAVE A FUCKING CHOICE!!" She yells. "And why's that?" I ask. "Because if he doesn't date me I'll kill everyone else that he loves." She tells me. "You'll get stopped. I don't know how, or by who, but you will." I tell her. She just scoffs and checks her watch. "Times almost up. Ready? Hmm. Doesn't matter, it'll happen anyway." She says with a smirk, then grabs me and starts dragging me to the car. I try to fight back, but I'm too weak and it just causes me pain. She sits me where she told Tom I'd be. She then pulls her knife from her holster. "Just to make sure you won't try to run." She says, then stabs the knife into my thigh. I scream out in pain and ball my hands into fists. She pulls the knife out and I throw my head back into the car, causing pain to run through me again. Blood pours out of my leg and tears fall from my eyes. Still crouched in front of me, she puts her knife back in the holster and checks he watch again. "Times up." She cheers, then stands. As she walks by me I pull the knife out of the holster, she didn't seem to notice. She pulls a small lighter out of her back pocket and lights it. I throw the knife at her. It lands in her chest and I use all my strength to stand up. She looks me in the eye and the sound of sirens start getting closer. She drops the lighter and falls onto her knees, her free hand grabs the knife, but she doesn't pull it out. The gasoline catches fire and I start hobbling away from the car. I get about 18 feet down the road before it blows up. The force of it blows me off my feet and launches me forward. I fly through the air, the heat scorches my back. I hit the grass on the side of the road hard and roll across the ground. When I come to a stop my ears are ringing and I'm looking at the sky. It's filled with smoke. The sirens are louder now, but still quiet. I tilt my head to the side and see police, ambulances, fire trucks and Harrison's rental car pull up. Tom and Harrison get out of the car and look at the scene before them. I can't see well, but I swear I see tears come to Toms eyes. Police, Medics and firefighter start doing their work and I can hear Tom and Harrison calling my name. The ringing in my ears slowly subsides, but I'm sure my ears are bleeding. Tom spots me on the ground and starts running. It almost seems like he's in slow motion. He jumps over a large piece of metal then runs again. "XENA!!!" I hear him yell. He gets to me and collapses on the ground beside me. He picks me up and puts my head on his lap. I can finally hear properly. The sirens and the sound of the burning car are so loud, the pain I'm feeling is excruciating, and my eyes are stinging from smoke and dust, it's like sensory overload. "Xena can you hear me? Are you okay?" He questions with a shake in his voice. I hear a helicopter and look up, it's a news helicopter. "Xena?" Tom asks again and a tear falls from his eyes. "Tommy..." I say weakly. Relief washes over his face and more tears fall from his eyes. Paramedics come running over and make Tom move to the side. I reach out for him and he takes my hand, but stays out of the way of the paramedics. They shine a light in my eyes and I squint. "Dilation is slow, she's definitely in shock." One of them says. "We need to get her to a hospital immediately." Another says. Then I'm lifted off the ground and put on a stretcher but Tom never lets go of my hand. They start taking me over to the ambulance, and suddenly Haz appears beside Tom. "Jesus.." He whispers. "Haz, take the car, meet us at the hospital." Tom tells him. Haz nods and goes to the car. After they get us in the ambulance I only remember bits and pieces. I could hear Tom begging me to stay with him, the medics yelling things, and Tom crying. But the world starts fading. The sounds get quieter, the lights get darker, the pain fades, and the long beeping sound of a flatline sounds loudly. "No! Xena, stay with me. You have to stay awake, please, please, please don't leave me." I can hear Tom pleading. "We're losing her!" A medic calls out, then the world goes dark.