Therapy

Nightmare

"I'm not letting go!"

Tears streamed down Tords gentle face.

"Tom I'm not gonna let you die too."

"If your dying, I'm dying with you!"

Tom clung to Tord tighter.

"Tom I'm not gonna say it again. If you love me.....you'll let me save you."

Tom was put in a tight spot now.

Tom looked up at Tord. Pain, grief, and anger consumed Tom.

"I do love you, how am I supposed to live without you?!"

Tom sobbed into the taller males chest.

"You can do it, you're strong. Tom we don't have much time!"

Tom clung to Tord even tighter. He knew the right thing to do.

But he also knew that if there was a chance he could protect Tord, he was willing to take that chance.

*gunshot*

Tord pushed Tom away from him and he fell to the ground.

The gunshot had hit Tord in stomach, hitting a vital organ.

Tord was bleeding out fast.

"TORD!!!"

Tom ran to the boy pulling off his hoodie putting pressure on the wound desperately trying to stop the bleeding.

Red army soldiers surrounded them.

Tom glared at them. "YOURE JUST GONNA STAND HERE AND LET YOUR LEADER DIE?!"

"Tom..."

Tom looked down at Tord.

"No no no no no, your gonna be ok I'm not gonna let you die."

"Tom I love you."

Tord sat up slightly so he was able to reach Tom and pulled him into a kiss.

Tom kisses back the tears still streaming down his face.

Tord pulled away.

He rested his forehead against Toms.

"It's gonna be ok. Take care of Honey for me ok?"

"Don't say that! Your gonna be ok!"

Tom tightly tied his hoodie over the wound and picked up his beloved.

Tord looked up at his love and smiled through his tears. Then he was gone.

He closed his eyes as his heart beat slowed to a complete stop and he fell into a dark void of emptiness.

-Toms POV-
I jolted awake. Hyperventilating and sobbing. I was sweating I could not breathe. I was choking on air.

"Tom..?"

I couldn't focus on anything.

"Oh my god Tom!"

Tord pressed the emergency help button and tried to get me to calm down.

"Tom look at me. Focus on my voice. Your ok, I'm ok, I'm right here."

I felt warmth in my hands. I tried focusing on this.

I was scared.

"T-Tord!" I screamed.

"Tom it's ok I'm right here."

I couldn't see or hear or feel Tord anymore. I had lost my tact on the world. I was frantically looking around but all I was seeing was darkness.

Then everything went dark and I was asleep.

-Tords POV-
"Shit Tom it's three in the morning." I muttered to myself.

"What could have triggered that?"

I asked the nurse.

"I'm assuming he had a nightmare probably something that happened fresh out of his coma, and that triggered a panic attack."

I sighed running my fingers the my hair.

I couldn't sleep until Toms meds wore off and he was awake. I only had to wait a half hour though. I sat in the bed continuing a drawing I started awhile back.

I slid the phone in my pocket and got up.

"I'm gonna go get him some things from the store if that's ok."

The nurse nodded handing me a keycard to get back in. I walked down the street to the convenience store. I walked down the aisles grabbing some water and  some junk food for Tom. He needed it.

-Toms POV-
They were running some tests. "We sent Tord out to get you some stuff, because your blood sugar is low." The nurse said. I nodded. I stared at my feet. Why did that have to happen...he was right there! Holding me. I was safe....but yet I wasn't. I sighed running a hand through my hair.

What If i don't get better? What if I'm crippled for life. Will Tord still love me? I tried not to think about that. "Here take these." The nurse said handing me some pills and a little cup of pink fluid. I took the pills and the medicine. Tord came in.

"Hey how are you doing?" He asked sitting on the edge of the bed by me. "I'm hangin in there I guess." I said depressed and tired.

The thoughts swirled in my mind again. I looked up at Tord. "What if i don't get better?" I asked him. He looked at me. "What?" He asked confused. "I'm serious. What if I'm crippled forever and I need to take my anxiety, PTSD and antidepressants, sleep aids, what if I can't stop drinking and what if something like that happens again." I said. Tears slightly slid down my cheeks.

"Hey look at me." He said resting his hand on my cheek. I looked at him. "It's gonna be ok you're gonna get better, I'm here with you every step of the way. You've been through so much and it was hell but the road to recovery isn't gonna be any better, in fact it might be worse, but the only thing you have to do is have the will to get better. If you don't want it, it's not gonna happen." He explained.

I calmed down a bit.

I nodded.

"Do you want to get better?" He asked.

I nodded. "With every fiber in my body I want to get better." I said hugging Tord. He hugged me back. "Here you need to get your blood sugar up." He said handing me a soda. I drank it.

The doctor finished writing something down in a clipboard and then smiled at me. "You still should be able to leave tomorrow as long as you take your medicine and eat healthy sized meals regularly." I nodded. "Tord will make sure I do." I said smiling at him. He quickly kissed me. I blushed for the first time realizing that if we are an item now....

I would receive affection like that even out in public. That thought made me feel warm too. That means I was allowed to do the same to Tord. I could show people that he belongs to me. My Tordy.

(I love childish Tom.)

I yawned. "I think it's bed time, Edd and Matt are gonna meet us here at nine." Tord said wrapping the blanket around me.  I nodded laying down as the sleep aids helped and I was out like a light.

-Tords POV-
"Oh Tommy." I said sighing with a smile. I laid down next to him pulling him into my arms as he snuggled into me. What made him change? He's like a completely different person.