⚠️LANGUAGE AND SOME HARD TO READ CONTENT⚠️
***Y/N POV***
I sat up in the oddly comfortable hospital bed, the bright light over me, filling the room with as much light as possible.
I've been in this hospital for what seemed like months but in reality, it's only been what? A week.
As nice as it is having people at your every need, I miss having that freedom, seeing the outside world and not being shut into a borning hospital room. To be honest here, I just miss the life I had before all this shit happened.
All day every day for the past week had been the same. Staying put in my hospital was really the only thing I do. Well apart from the hourly bathroom break. But other then that, I feel like a burden. Not only to this hospital but to Tom.
Well scratch that.
I was probably a burden to Tom when I was unconscious but at this moment, I doubt Tom even remembers that I'm still in hospital. Ever since I woke up from my unconscious state, Tom hasn't even visited me. Well.....he has visited me but for like 5 minutes! And when he did see me, it was only to ask me questions about my past.
Why is he asking about my past?
I don't know.
Probably trying to find another way to ruin my life.
I guess right?
But seriously, why do I care so much that the only reason why Tom talks to me is to know about my past? Why should I give two shits about what Tom's doing? Why do I care that Tom isn't by my side?
Tom has been nothing but cold towards me, but why all of a sudden I wish he was more......heartfelt to me?
Every time these thoughts clouded my head, I couldn't help but push them to the back of my mind. I didn't want to see Tom in another way. The only way I see Tom as is an acquaintance......nothing less......and most certainly nothing more.
As I was in the same old hospital bed, i put on the news to some how cleanse my boredom.
My mind moved from thinking about Tom to some shit the news was saying in a matter of seconds.
But my focus was soon moved from the small TV to the blonde haired boy at the door.
Y/N: "Harrison! Ugh finally someone I know!"
Harrison: "Y/N! How you feeling?"
Y/N: "Absolutely fine. Doctors said I'll be out in a week, so that's good. What about you? Haven't seen you since Tom was here 2 days ago"
Harrison: "Oh well I'm pretty good. Kinda stressed at the moment though"
Y/N: "Why?"
Harrison: "There's just.....something I haven't gotten done yet. A job you might say"
Y/N: "Well what is it?"
Harrison smirked and leaned more into the doorway.
Harrison: "Mhm nothing that concerns you.....right now, you need to focus on getting better"
Y/N: "That's what I'm trying to do. The human body can only heal so much in a week Harrison"
Harrison: "Your gonna need a lot more healing time after I'm done with you"
Y/N: "What?"
Harrison: "What?"
Y/N: "What did you say?"
Harrison: "I didn't say anything"
Y/N: "But yo-"
Harrison: "Just let it go Y/N. I didn't say anything!!"
Y/N: "Holy crap chill the fuck down! I was probably just hearing wrong"
Harrison sighed, before making his way next to my bed.
Y/N: "So how's Tom been?"
Harrison: "Man he's absolutely fine actually. But I desperately need you home Y/N. Tom keeps bringing home girls each night and I just can't stand hearing the non stop moans"
Y/N: "T-Tom's been sleeping around?"
He nodded his head.
Why did this bother me? Oh I know why. Cause he's a fucking married man! Like seriously have some class.
Do I give a shit about Tom's sex life? Nope. But what I do give a shit about is that I'm here in a hospital, practically fighting for my life, while Tom is at bars, getting drunk and bringing home girls, pretending like I don't exist.
Harrison: "Why? Is that a problem?"
Y/N: "No no no it's just.....shouldn't he be, you know.....finding out who shot me?"
Harrison: "Oh God no. Tom hasn't done any investigating whatsoever. He could care less actually"
Y/N: "But Tom sai-"
Harrison: "Don't listen to Tom. Tom's never been a man of promises"
Tom's never been a man of promises? But he promised my father that he would protect me......and he didn't cause I got shot. Wow. What a jackass move.
Harrison: "Hey you look tired. Maybe you should take a nap? Yea?"
I nodded at Harrison and gave him a small but still noticeable smile.
At least I know Harrison has my back.
I leaned back into the pillows as my eyes slowly shut.
I was so close to fully falling a sleep until I felt a hand touching my arm. The hand was cold....very cold. I wave of fear traveled though my bones. I kept my eyes closed, to scared to see who this person was, so instead I concentrated on the person's movements.
The hand slowly made it's way up my right arm, towards my chest. My heart immediately stopped, thinking that the hand would go to that certain place.
But it didn't.
Instead.....it went right for my neck.
The first person who came to mind was Harrison.
Harrison was acting odd today and he was the only to visit me. No one else bothered to see me recently so it couldn't have been anyone else.
I braced myself to open my eyes and see what the fuck Harrison was doing but that's when I heard a voice.....but it wasn't Harrison's.
???: "There there Y/N. This will all be over soon.
The person chuckled.
???: "Soon enough, everything will be over....until then....enjoy breathing while you can.....cause in a few months.....you won't be"
The person laughed pretty loudly.
So my instincts kicked in, and I bolted right up in my bed, getting ready to face whoever this ass is.
But no one was there.
No Harrison. No one.
I sighed before smashing my head back down on the pillow.
My heart was pounding out of my chest, drops of sweat rolled down my face and my hands were very clammy.
That was when I saw....it.
On my arm.
In the darkest shade of black possible.
" I'm coming for you darling ~T "
