YUNGBLUD ~ A Wild Ride 🖤💕

51 ~ The Road To Recovery

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July 9th, 2019

We finish up eating and Tom stacks all of the boxes up and takes them to the bin.

As Tom sits back in the armchair a nurse appears at the end of the bed. "We're happy to discharge you both, I just need to go over your medication with you." she tells us.

She pulls a chair up, sitting next to Tom. She puts two paper bags on the table, she goes over what we have to take and when we have to take it all.

"And I thought you'd be pleased to hear that we started an investigation to find the man. CCTV from the pub caught him and he pleaded guilty. He's been locked up for six years." Dom wraps his arm around my back as I nod to the nurse.

"You're going to need to arrange a way home too, you can't dr-" Dom cuts her off, "Toms driving us." He says pointing to Tom.

"Wonderful, you're good to go, whenever you're ready." She says smiling as she takes her chair and leaves the ward.

"Do you mind going to get me some clothes from the hotel?" I ask Tom. "There's no way I can go outside again in this skirt.".

"Yeah of course, text me what you both need." He says to Dom as he leaves.

Dom starts typing the message out, "What do you need?" He asks me. "A hoodie, a sports bra, underwear, black leggings, hairbrush and scrunchie." He starts typing down what I need. "Anything else?" I shake my head.

"So where did Zach get to?" Dom asks after he sent the text to Tom. "He tried to tell me that he's sorry and he loves me and the baby with his whole heart and he regrets what he did. So I made him leave, I couldn't be dealing with that on top of everything else." Dom gives me a side hug.

"I'm sorry he treated you like that.", "I'm sorry you ever had to meet him,". I laugh "he's never gonna change, I never want to see him again."

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Tom finally comes back with Dom's duffel bag filled with our things.

He starts unpacking the bag, separating mine and Dom's things.

"I'll wait outside." Tom says walking towards the curtains.

"Wait, can you help me up." I say to him. He comes and helps steady me upright. He leaves, shutting the curtains behind him.

Dom turns around as I unzip my skirt letting it hit the floor, I struggle but manage to change my underwear and put my leggings on.

"You can turn back around." I say to Dom as he faces me. "Can you help?" I begin lifting my shirt, he reaches his left hand out and helps lift it over my head. "Dom, I can't undo my bra." I say showing him that I can barely reach the back.

"Baby, I've only got one hand, I can't do it either." I huff as I turn around to face him. "Tom," I shout so he can hear me, "Can you help me?" He pulls back the curtain, "Can you undo my bra? Somebody can't do it because they broke their hand." I say as I turn back around.

"You better not try anything Tom." Dom jokes with him. I hold the front of the bra as Tom quickly undoes the clasp. "Thanks for your service Tom." I say laughing as he leaves again.

Dom helps me slip my sports bra over my head, followed by his pink YUNGBLUD hoodie which I stole from him.

"You can come back Tom" Dom shouts. I sit on the edge of the bed as Tom helps Dom get changed.

I begin brushing through the lengths of my hair. "I feel so useless," I say laughing, "can you brush my hair?." I pass my brush to Tom, he sits on the bed and gently brushes through my hair, being careful around the cut on the back of my head.

"I'm jealous." Dom says sitting on the edge of the bed. "You wanna do it?" Tom says pointing the brush towards Dom. "Nah, I meant I'm jealous that y/n's getting her hair brushed.".

Me and Tom start laughing at him. "I'll brush yours too, just give me a minute." He turns back to me, "Bun?" he asks grabbing the scrunchie. I nod.

He ties it up in a high, messy bun. I thank him as he moves closer to Dom. Tom starts brushing his hair, Dom rolls his eyes back as he hangs his mouth open before doubling over and laughing loudly.

We pack away our belongings into the duffel bag. Dom hobbles to the bedside cabinet next to me and slips something out, into his hoodie pocket. Him and Tom exchange looks.

What the fuck is he hiding. I think to myself.

Tom puts Dom's creeper on his right foot, and puts my vans on for me. Dom grabs his crutch in his left hand as he begins hopping out of the ward. I hold on to Tom with my good hand, the other I hold close to my ribs.

We get to the car, Dom sitting in the front with the seat pushed back so he can stretch his leg out. I sit behind the driver seat.

Tom drives us to the hotel and books himself a room for the night before helping us up to our room.

We all sit on the bed, Dom in the middle, me and Tom either side of him. We watch some TV, a couple of films, some YouTube. Just trying to pass the time until we were tired enough to go to sleep.

We could have went out somewhere for the day but Tom was adamant that we both needed to rest.

"Well it's getting late." Tom says standing up as a YouTube video ended. "Mines the one," he says pointing in the direction of his room, "just next door. If you need me just come and get me, or call me.".

"Goodnight Tom!" Dom shouts. "Night, thank you for this." I say as he leaves and shuts the door behind him.