My Queen || Tom Holland

Chapter 15

The next morning I'm awoken by a faint buzzing. Tom still has his arms wrapped around me, so I carefully unwrap myself and sit up. It would seem the buzzing is coming from the floor on my side of the bed. I lean over and find my phone on the floor, the screen lit up with a picture of my dad, as he's calling me. My phone must've fell out of my pocket at some point last night. I slide off the bed, grab my phone and quickly head out of the room.

"Dad, how are you feeling?"

"I'm okay I guess."

"Have you started your treatment yet?"

"I'm waiting in the waiting room right now."

"I'm so sorry I can't be there."

"It's okay. You need the get away."

"I'm not there anymore. I'm back in Atlanta."

"What, why?"

"Tom needed me. Chleo has a miscarriage. He was a mess, and Haz thought he might do something dumb, so I came back."

"I'm glad you're going to be there for him."

"I should be there for you too. Might I remind you that you have cancer, are starting your treatments, and I'm almost half way around the world."

"I know the situation sucks, but like you said, Tom needs you. Oh, I have to go."

"Let me know how it goes." I feel tears prick my eyes.

"I will, I love you Xena. And tell Tom I'm sorry and I hope he feels better."

"I will, I love you too dad." My voice cracks as tears slip onto my cheeks.

He hangs up and I fall back onto the wall. I shove my phone in my back pocket and cover my mouth in an attempt to not make any noise. But a sob escapes anyway as more tears fall. "Xena?" Haz calls out tiredly. I look up to see him sticking his head out of his room. He sees me and comes out fully. I look back down the ground and my hair covers his view of my face. "What's wrong?" He asks. "Nothing. Just go back to bed, I'm sorry I woke you." I respond weakly. I hear his feet padding on the ground as he walks over to me. "Don't push me away Xena. You're going through a lot right now and shouldn't have to deal with it alone." He says softly. I look up at him with tears staining my face. "My dad started chemo today. I should be there with him, but I should also be here with Tom and I just don't know what to do." I cry. Haz grabs my shoulder and pulls me into his chest, then wraps his arms around my shoulders. I wrap mine around his torso. "You can't be in two places at once, but that doesn't mean you can't be there for the both of them. When we get Tom back on track, you can go see your dad." He tells me. I nod then pull away from him. "I need to go back in there before Tom wakes up in a panic because he thinks I left him." I sniffle and wipe my face. "Okay, I'll bring your suitcase in. I brought it in last night, but I left it downstairs." He tells me. "Thanks." I say with a small smile, then turn and go into my room, closing the door behind me. When I look at the bed I find Tom at the end of the bed, his head hung low. "Tom?" I question. "When were you going to tell me that your dad had cancer?" He asks, and looks up at me with sad eyes. "You heard that?" I ask softly. "Yeah, I heard." He responds. I rub my arm nervously. "I don't know. I just didn't want to burden you with another problem. You were already dealing with enough." I respond. "How long has he had it?" He asks. "They found it just over three weeks ago, but it could've been there longer. I-it's stage three lung cancer." I spit out. "I didn't want you worrying about me with everything else you had to deal with." I add. Tom stands up and walks over to me and takes my hands . "Sure right now is shitty, but you dropped everything to be there for me. What makes you think I wouldn't do the same?" He questions. "I don't know..." I cry out. I feel tears coming back to my eyes. "We're both going through some bad shit, so we're going to be there for each other, just like we always have." He grabs my chin lightly and makes me look at him. "I love you, Xena. With everything in me, I love you. I love you so damn much, and I care about you, same as you do me, so please, talk to me about this stuff." He whispers, his voice cracks. I nod my head and he pulls me into a hug. I wrap my arms around his torso and he wraps his around my shoulders. I bury my face in his chest and he buries his in my neck. "I love you too." I croak. We stand in silence for a few minutes before Tom speaks up again. "I have to go back to work today.." He says sadly. "Is that really a good idea?" I ask him. "I don't have a say in the matter. We'll fall behind if I keep taking time off. I can't let that happen." He responds. "Okay.. When do you leave?" I ask. "An hour." He responds. I sigh and hold him tighter. "I'll be fine, and so will you." He assures me and holds me tighter as well. "I might not've been if it weren't for the fact that I know you're going to be here when I get back." He says, and I feel him smile into my neck. "I'll always be here." I respond. Suddenly Tom shifts his arms so they're around my waist and picks me up. He backs up and few steps and lays on his back on the bed with me on his chest. "What if I came with you to set? Neither of us want to be without each other right now anyway." I suggest. "I'd like that." He responds. I nuzzle my head into his neck and he kisses the top of my head. We lay like that for the next 30 minutes, just holding each other and comforting each other just by being with one another. But now we're both getting ready to go to set. I'll just sit to the side and watch him work, talk to people, and be there for Tom if he needs me. I grab my suitcase from the hall and take it into the closet. Once I pick an outfit, I pull it on.