Therapy

Battles

-Tords POV-
I ran my hands through my hair. I sat in the chair against the wall a few feet from Toms bed. It's been a week. They have officially announced that he's in a coma. Every passing day put me on edge. I'd always be at the hospital. Visiting hours and sometimes I slept here. I wanted to be here when he woke up. I won't take him not waking up as even a possibility. He's gonna wake up and he's going to get better.

I brought him a rose everyday. I set up a vase of them on his bedside table. I sighed. "Wherever you are Thomas, you are fighting a battle....one that you can't fight alone and that's ok, it's ok to ask for help.....I'm here, so lean on me god dammit!" I said clenching my fists and gritting my teeth.

-Toms POV-
I lay in a field looking up at the sky. The wind blowing the tall grass, making little waves ripple through out the tall grass. Making my hair blow slightly as well. The sky was blue.

I sighed. I was stuck. Abandoned. Lost. I needed to find my way back home but I didn't know where to begin. I sat up. As a wind blew at my face I heard a voice.

"Follow your heart."

It was my father.

I closed my eyes. They say if a dog and it's person share a bond so strong, that no matter how far away from each other they are, they'll always find their way back to each other, their homes. And i would find my home.

I pictured his face. Smiling at me. I smiled back. I imagined us running across the ocean shores at sunset, chasing each other, playing tag, and running hand in hand.

I imagined cuddling with him, I imagined every possible bad thing that could happen to us and me just being there for him.

I imagined his smile. His smile was infectious. When he smiled, I smiled. That was that.

I opened my eyes. I knew the way.

I got up and started running. I ran and ran. Down through the woods and passed the river. Down the hills and into town. Passed the bridge and the bookstore and the cafe all the way to the hospital. I stopped. I reached foor the handle but I was pulled back. I gritted my teeth. I pushed against the force with everything I had.

I wouldn't budge. My feet felt heavy as cement and were glued in place. "IM GOING HOME WETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" I yelled. Assuming it was the dark force that had caused my negativity and depression. "I DONT CARE WHAT YOU DO TO TRY AND STOP ME, BUT I WILL BE OPENING THIS DOOR, I WILL WAKE UP IN THE ARMS OF TORD! I WILL SMILE I WILL BE HAPPY! I WILL LOVE AGAIN!" I yelled pushing even harder against the force.

A tear slipped down my face as the doors in front of me started to disappear. "NO!!! TORD!!!" I sobbed. "I CHOOSE LIFE, I WANT TO FUCKING LIVE!!!" "prove it." The force said.

"I WANT TO FUCKING LIIIIVEEEEE MOVE BITCH!!!"

And with one last push, the force pulling me back let go. I fell onto the cement my heart racing. I was free. I WAS FREE.

I got up and ran a smile on my face. I ran and didn't look back it's best to leave the past in the past. No regrets.

I ran straight through those doors and into that room. I walked up to the edge of the bed, looking at myself. "It's time to go home." I said. I closed my eyes and calmed my breathing.

-Tords POV-
Another day had passed but this time I was waiting outside his room with Edd and Matt. The doctors had called us in because something weird happened that made Toms body functions go whack and they had to run tests. I don't know if it's bad or good. But I had a bad feeling....

"Tord he's gonna be ok." Edd said. I looked at him. "Even if he is, then what? He's still gonna be the fragile terrified boy he is, he's still gonna have depression and he's still gonna not love me." I said.

"Tord you know that's not true, and people change." Matt said.

I shrugged. I buried my face in my palms.

I heard the door open and snapped my head up. The doctors were smiling. I stood up. "What is he awake?!" I asked. "He's not awake, but his heartbeat and breathing are back to normal and his body is back to producing all that body fluid stuff again. So he no longer needs the oxygen mask or the IVS and stuff." They said. I smiled. "Can I go in?" I asked they nodded.

We all walked in.

I smiled watching Tom sleep. He looked so peaceful.

"Come on Tom you can do it, you're not alone." I whispered to him.