All For Her ( A Thasmin Story)

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10 minutes later, I hear a knock at the TARDIS door.

Must be Graham.

Surprised, I open the door to a sullen-looking Ryan.

"Hey, Yaz."

Smiling widely, I ask him what's up but he doesn't smile back or answer my question.

"Can we talk?"

He brushes neatly past me, making his way into the TARDIS.

Confused, I close the door and turn to face him.

"What's up?" I ask you again.

All I get in return is radio silence and I begin to become annoyed with his behavior.

"Ryan you came here to talk, and all I'm getting from you is sile-"

"Are you and The Doctor a couple or something?"

"What?"

"You heard me Yaz."

I bite the inside of my cheek and frown.

Are we a couple?

The Doctor and I haven't really taken the time to define our relationship like that. I don't really know what to say. I don't think we are.

"No, we-"

"I don't believe you."

"-aren't a couple."

Okay, now I'm getting angry with him.

"Are you saying I'm lying?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying."

I scoff at him in irritation.

"What makes you think I'm lying?" I ask, letting out an exasperated sigh.

Ryan lets out a sudden hearty laugh. "You're joking right?"

"No."

"I've seen the way you look at her, plus you kissed her on the cheek on Christmas."

"Friends kiss each other on the cheek Ryan." I shoo away the accusation.

Why can't you tell him the truth Yaz?

I don't know if The Doctor and I are dating, that's why.

Is it really now?

"Even if that is true, you look at her differently than you look at others. Like she's the only one in the room." He hangs his head in what seems to be defeat.

Despite my irritation at him, I ask him what's wrong and I'm again greeted with a deafening silence.

"Ryan, is everything okay?"

He slowly raises his head, a sad smile on his face and tears threatening to spill.

"I wish you looked at me like you look at her."

"What?"

He smiles at me then lets out a ragged sigh.

"I like you Yaz," he says sadly." I've liked you for ages."

Annoyance seems to flood my bloodstream at the sound of this.

"Why are you telling me this now?"

Ryan frowns at me, anger evident on his face.

"What do you mean?" He says through gritted teeth. "I've been hiding this for years!"

"And yet you decide to tell me now." I can't help but pinch my nose to stop myself from slapping him.

"You come over, ask me if I like The Doctor because you think I might, and then proclaim your love for me, can you see the problem with that Ryan?"

"I've been hiding this for ages and you're getting mad at me for telling you?"

"Can't you see the timing isn't right?!"

At this point, my blood is boiling. I know it's not right to get mad at him for telling me that he likes me but I can't help it. I thought I was finally getting somewhere with how I feel about The Doctor but now I'm back at square one and have to re-evaluate everything.

It's just so hard to decide who I like.

Tears of anger spill down my cheeks and I roughly wipe them away.

"Get out Ryan."

"What?"

"Get. Out."

He looks at me momentarily in disbelief.

"Fine, whatever."

He doesn't give me a second look as he storms out of the TARDIS, slamming the door in rage.

Hot tears burn my cheeks as my vision blurs while I stand paralysed for what seems like hours.

"Hey, I heard the door slam." I hear the sound of The Doctor's footsteps as she enters the control room. "Who left?"

"Ryan," I mumble, wiping tears from my face, looking at the floor.

The Doctor takes my hands from my face and holds them in hers, occasionally stroking them with her thumbs.

"What happened Yaz?" She asks.

Her voice is so thick with worry that I feel myself begin to cry harder at the fact that she cares so much.

"Hey, hey, it's okay."

She pulls me in for a tight hug and proceeds to rub my back in a circular motion.

I embarrassingly start hiccuping into the base of her neck but she seems unbothered, only whispering comforting words in my ear.

"I don't know what's wrong but it's going to be okay."

The Doctor and I stay like this for a while until I feel myself calming down and my hiccups lessening.

Slowly, The Doctor pulls away to look at me.

"You want to talk about it?" She asks, planting a kiss on my forehead.

I let out a ragged breath and nodded slowly.

"Alright then."

She flashes me a bright smile while taking her hand in mine and begins to lead me down the hallway.

AUTHOR'S NOTE
This was a particularly interesting chapter for me to write :)
Amma 🌈