𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 - 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 {𝟐} (On Hold)

Part 9

//Quick disclaimer, I don't know if I ever told you guys Y/n's Mom's real name bc I refer to her as "her mom", but I thought I would let you know it's Melissa haha, bc I use of in this part and I don't want you guys to be confused!!😂/

TOM'S POV

"W-What are you doing here?", I ask confused,

"We left the hospital a little early today because Y/n wasn't feeling that great.", her Mom says,

"Are you okay?", I ask Y/n and she's stilling looking at me shocked,

"Oh yeah.", she says quietly and looks down,

"I'm gonna get going.", I say and set Kora down,

"What no.", Kora and Dawson say at the same time. I look at them not knowing what to say,

"Yeah why don't you stay Tom, I was gonna make dinner in a little bit.", she says and I look over at Y/n,

"Um sure.", I say. Kora and Dawson jump happily up and down next to me and I look away from Y/n.

•Y/N'S POV•

My mom walks into the kitchen and I quickly follow after her,

"Why is he here?", I ask her as she sets her stuff on the counter,

"He's usually here.", she says casually like it's no big deal,

"What do you mean he's usually here?", I ask,

"He comes every day to bring your work, then he hangs out with Kora and Dawson for a little bit.", she says as she goes over to the fridge,

"He's been here every day?", I ask and she nods her head. That doesn't make sense. I've seen him here. I sigh and shake my head. I hear footsteps and Tom walks into the kitchen. I immediately tense up and he doesn't even look at me,

"Hey Melissa I might have accidentally told Kora and Dawson that they could have ice cream right now, but now that you mentioned dinner I told them after and they wouldn't drop it.", he says to her,

"Hey Kora and Dawson!", she calls them and they come running in, "You can have ice cream later, you don't want to spoil your dinner, okay?", she tells them,

"But Tom said now.", Dawson says,

"Well that's before your Mom came home.", he says to them. Dawson looks at him and then at Mom and slouches,

"Fine.", he mumbles. He and Kora walk away and Tom follows them without a single glance at me. Really? He can't even look at me?

Wait...no I don't want him to look at me, I don't even want him to be here. I groan in annoyance out loud, I grab my school books from off the counter and walk out of the kitchen. I go upstairs and to my room. I close the door behind me and lock it because I know Tom and I can't risk it. I walk over to my bed and sit on the edge. I rub my hands over my face and let out a deep breath,

"Why can't he just go away?", I say quietly to myself. I run my hand through my hair and get up. But I immediately fall back down to the bed because lately whenever I get up too fast I get really light-headed. I take a moment to compose myself before I get up a little more slowly this time. I grab my books and walk over to the small desk that's in the room. 

I set the books down and get myself organized. Moments later I hear the noise of two kids running up the stairs and past the door. Then a couple of seconds later I hear Tom telling them to slow down. I close my eyes for a moment and clench my jaw. I need him to leave. It's killing me even having him in the same house as me. I get up from my chair and go over to the side table next to the bed and grab my earbuds. I go back over to the desk and plug them into my phone. This is my only option right now. 

I play my music and make sure that I can't hear any other sound. I get to work and ignore my surroundings. As time goes on the aroma of food fills the house. I've gone through most of my lessons and done almost all of my homework. I don't know why I can't just go back to college. To me, I think I'm completely fine, but my Mom and Doctor Miller think I should take some time off so I can heal and get better. My side still hurts a little bit, but other than that I'm fine. I don't understand why they can't see it. I finish the last sentence that I'm typing for my essay and I take my earbuds out. I pause my music and take a quick scan of it before I turn it in. After I exit out of the website and shut my computer down. Just as I'm closing it there's a knock at my door,

"I'll be down in a second!", I say so that my Mom can hear me on the other side of the door.

I go over to my bed and plug my phone in. Then I go and put my books away. There's another knock at my door and I sigh and walk over to it. I told her I was gonna be down in a second. I unlock the door and open,

"I'll be rig-", but I immediately stop speaking once I see Tom standing there. He stands up straighter when he sees me and I look at him completely frozen. I quickly start to close the door but he stops it with his hand,

"Y/n wait.", he says. I ignore him and try to push the door close, "Y/n.", he says again,

"I don't want to talk to you.", I say to him. He slips through to door and I back away. He closes the door behind him and I stand there not knowing what to do, "You need to leave, you can't be in here.", I say, my breathing starting to increase,

"Let me just talk to you please.", he says calmly and takes a step forward,

"No, stay away.", I say frantically and put my hand out in front of me. He puts both of his hands up and defensive and looks at me,

"I'm not gonna touch you, I just want you to listen to me.", he says, but I shake my head,

"I don't want to hear anything you have to say.", I say a little more sternly. He sighs and runs his hand through his hair,

"Y/n I know I fucked up-", but I interrupt him,

"You did more than fuck up Tom and if you been coming here thinking that I would forgive you, you're wrong. You might as well give up now. I don't want anything to do with you. I don't want you in my life anymore because all you've done is ruined it. My Dad is in a coma right now and I can't take this right now. So get this through your thick skull. I don't ever want to see you again.", I say with more emphasis on the last sentence. He looks at me stunned and shakes his head,

"Don't say that, please. Y/n I need you, you don't understand. You've changed me and I don't what I'll do without you. I-",

"You claim you've changed but you haven't at all. You're still that self-centred, manipulating guy that cares about no one else but himself. You haven't changed at all.", I say to him,

"No, that's not true. That guy is not me anymore. That guy didn't know what it felt like to love someone.", he says and comes up to me, "Y/n I love you and I don't know how many times I'm going to have to tell you, but I will until I have you back. I-", I go to interrupt him again but he stops me, "Stop interrupting me and let me speak! Just give me one minute.", he says and grabs my hands. I stiffen and swallow deeply. I'm shaking and I feel like I want to cry. I close my eyes tightly so I don't have to look into his,

"I need you to leave. I don't care what you have to say, but I need you to leave.", I say my voice shaky. I can't do this. I open my eyes and a tear slips down my face, "Leave.", I say quieter. His eyes search my face and just having him this close to me makes me feel something I don't want to feel, "Leave now!", I say louder and he takes a step backwards. He looks at me once more before he turns to leave. I jump as he slams the door shut.