Ignite to the Shattered Pieces (Tom Holland fanfic)

Chapter 29

(Third Person Point of View)

"Haz, I can't find the bloody ring!" Tom thrashes the couch cushions while on the phone with Harrison.

For hours and hours, no luck. Pretty soon, he had to cancel his meetings with people that day. Once the sun set, Zendaya opens the door. She notices the mess Tom left on the living room, the floors, the kitchen, and lastly, the bedroom. She finds him throwing clothes out of his closet, appearing sweaty and flustered.

"Tom?" Zendaya slowly peers behind.

He jumps, feeling startled. "Shit! You scared me!"

"Tom what's going on? Did you bring Tessa in here or something?" She worries.

"No." He shakes his head, catching his breath. "I'm just...trying to find something." He watches his words.

"It's that important that you trashed your whole place?" She raises an eyebrow.

"YES." He snaps, as she's taken back by it. "S-sorry. I'm just looking for something okay?"

"What are you looking for?" She tilts her head.

"It's nothing." He sighs, walking past her.

"Tom-"

Zendaya is interrupted by a phone call from Tom's phone.

"Yeah." Tom answers Harrison. "What? –You're shitting me! This can't be!"

Tom storms off his condo, and immediately heads downstairs to his car.

Zendaya runs after him, and knocks on his car window as he hurries to roll it down.

"Not now Z!" He turns red, full of distress.

"It's the ring... isn't it?" She tears up.

He looks down, taking a while to respond.

"Answer me Tom-"

"Did you know where it was?" He clenches his jaw.

"I sold it." She cries, covering her mouth. "I-I didn't think you would even care if I did! Why would you even be clinging onto it? Dalena isn't yours to keep anymore!"

He gets out the car with the engine on, and slams the door. She backs away a bit.

"That ring is MY belonging and you have NO right touching it-"

"Why do you keep the ring Tom? Why do you care so much about it?" She raises her voice over him, wiping off the thick tears off her face.

"I can't believe you fucking sold it." He mutters under his breath.

"Answer me!" She demands.

"I've kept the ring because I WANTED to!"

"Just admit it!" She approaches closer to his face. "Just admit that you still love her."

He looks straight into Zendaya's hurtful eyes and looks away from them.

"You only wanted to be with me because I was the only one who saw the good in all your SHITTY mistakes." She trembles. "You don't love me, Tom. You just used me-"

"I do love you." He looks back to her and puts his hands on her cheeks.

She shakes her head. "You'll never love me like the way you love her."

He blinks, conceded to the statement, frozen to the core.

"And this proves it." She sniffs, taking her face off his hands.