Therapy

Road To Recovery

-Toms POV-
"Good morning sleepyhead." Tord said looking at me with his beautiful heterochromatic eyes. I blushed and yawned. "Morning." I said covering half my face in the blanket hiding my embarrassment. Tord giggled. "Your cute you know that?" He said pulling my chin up and kissing me. I kissed back. The he pulled away after a few seconds. He checked his phone.

"Get up you have to take your meds." He said. I groaned. But I sat up rubbing my 'eyes' "I'm gonna go to the bathroom ok?" Tord asked me. I whimpered. "Oh Tommy you'll be fine, it's just down the hall." I nodded. "I'll be quick." He said rushing out the door.

(Poot Tom suffering from separation anxiety)

I took my meds and drank the water and before I knew it Tord was back. I smiled. "Hug." I said reaching my arms out. He smiled hugging me. He kissed my head. There was a knock at the door. I looked at the door. Tord went and opened it. "Edd Matt!" Tord said. "Come on in!" Tord held the door open as they walked over to me.

Edd hugged me. I hugged him back. Then I hugged Matt. "How is he doing?" Edd asked Tord. "He had a nightmare last night and it triggered a panic attack, but they said he still should be able to leave today." I smiled.

Edd looked at me concerned. "Edd I'm fine, i promise. I have Tord. Tord is a great care taker." I said. Tord blushed. "I know I'm just scared somethings gonna happen again." Edd said. I held Edds hand. "I'm gonna be fine." I reassured him. He nodded.

The doctor came in. "Good morning Tom." She said with a smile. "Good morning." Tord held my hand. She looked at her clipboard. "Did you take your meds?" She asked. I nodded. "Good." She wrote something down. She looked st her clipboard in thought. "Hmmmmm.... You are good to go." She said. "Wait really?!" I said. She nodded.

I smiled.  I got up and almost fell. "TOM!" They all yelled. Tord was the first one to get to me. He was kneeling and I hugged him. I cried into his shoulder. "Shhhhh it's ok, your fine, I'm here." He soothed. I looked up at his face.

I wiped my tears. He gently smiled and helped me up. The doctor handed me my crutches. I sighed. Back to square one. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to give up. I was so weak and helpless. "Hey." Tord said lifting my chin up. He gently smiled at me. "You're not alone, you're gonna he through this." He said. I nodded. He kissed my head.

I grabbed the notebook organizer they set up for me and put it in my bag along with prescriptions and meds. Tord grabbed the bag of his belongings and we all headed out to the front desk checking out.

"Oh wait wait wait!" Tord said running towards the hospital gift shop they have. I was confused what could he possibly need? "Edd, Matt come here!" He called out.

"Do you think this one is cute?" I heard Tord. "Oh my gosh yes that ones perfect!" Edd said. "He will love it!" Matt said.

They all came back to me and Tord handed me a really cute Dino plush.

I blushed. And hugged it. It was so fucking cute. Then I hugged him too. "Thank you." I said. He kissed me. "He's gonna help you recover, I wanted to get you something as motivation so you'll remember this moment." He said. "I love it." I said. "I'm gonna name it... creek." I said smiling. "Why creek?" Tord asked. "I don't know it was the first thing that popped into my head." I shrugged. I put it in my bag and we headed out.

-Timeskip-

I sat on the couch fidgeting with my hands. I hated this my anxiety has been through the roof ever since I pulled that stupid stunt. "Tom." I looked up at Edd and he handed me a glass of water. I took it. Sipping it waiting for Tord to get back.

I was so lost in thought.

If I keep taking my meds until I get better will I not be as attracted to Tord as I am now? Does he think I'm being clingy? Should I distance myself? I sighed.

I didn't even realize Tord had gotten back and sat next to me. "What are you thinking about?" Tord asked me. My stomach felt queasy. I stood up. "I don't feel so good, I'm gonna go lie down." I said walking to my room. "O-ok." Tord stuttered. I shut my door and closed my blinds dimming the room. I laid in my bed and covered myself up.

I needed distance.

For my own good.

(Here we go again, it really is back to square one.)