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Title: Heartache Every Moment
Chapter Title: End
Author: slasher48 /
bad_bad_books
Rating: PG (still)
Pairing: Max/Tom *awws*, slight Danny/Ryan
Disclaimer: don't own them, don't know them(*sob*), and this never happened, unfuckingfortunately
Hmm
OMG
No Way
Thomas's POV
I wake to bright light and white everywhere. Hospital, I think with an inward groan. They're too freakin clean and spotless...it creeps me out.
There's a nurse cleaning the tray of the bed next to me, thankfully, so I don't have to shout. "Excuse me, miss, can you tell me how long I've been here?"
She smiles and picks up a chart hanging at the foot of my bed. "You, Mr. Vanek, have been here a grand total of....eight hours. Hm. Not very long."
I sigh with relief. I can't remember why I'm here, but at least it's not horrible. But, still, how did I get here? What happened after I freaked about Max? Did I pass out or something?
I can feel a panic attack coming on so I take a deep breath and decide to assess my surroundings to distract myself. Ugh. Not much to see here. White walls, white ceiling, white floors, white curtains on the windows, even a white breakfast tray for fuck's sake. If ever there were a great place to go insane, this is it.
I can hear footsteps coming toward my room and I grin. Maybe now I can finally figure out what the hell happened to me and get the fuck out of this stupid place.
But, a split second before the door opens, a voice in the back of my mind screams, "What if Max is with them?!"
The first person I see is my captain. I greet him with a relieved smile, and I can see a similar emotion in his eyes as he smiles back. "How are you feeling, Tom?", he asks, taking a seat in the chair next to my bed, which by the way, is ALSO fucking WHITE.
As is Ryan's, when he sits on the side of Danny. "Fine," I reply. "What happened?" He looks nervously at Ryan and suddenly in the corner of my mind, a flash of picture plays, like a scene from a movie, a scene where I....had a panic attack.
Danny can see the recognition in my eyes and he nods. "You had a panic attack, Tom, about what I don't know, but Jason found you on the floor unconscious when he got home."
Something possesses me, I'm not sure what, but I demand of him, "Who else knows about this besides you, Ryan, and Jay?"
He looks taken aback, shooting another nervous glance at his lover before he answers and I can easily figure what he's going to say. "Max does, of course."
He points to the door and says, "He's waiting to come see you next. He's so worried he's almost making himself sick, and he obviously needs to see that you're okay before he can relax."
I shake my head. "I don't want to see him." I know if he asks me why I passed out, I'll never be able to lie to him and make up some stupid excuse without giving something, anything, away. The look of horrified realization on his face will surely be more than I can bear.
Daniel's shock is visible. "But, it's Max. Did you hit your head or something?" He stares fearfully at Ryan, glancing between the goaltender and me with nervousness.
I shake my head. "No. I never want to see him again, as a matter of fact. Send him away."
"There's no need for that, Thomas," mutters Jason as he steps into the room. I glance at the door in time to see a flash of red and hear a loud gasp. Jason looks furious as he shuts the door behind him, walking toward me with a flicker of anger in his eyes. "He heard every word."
I close my eyes against the tears, not able to look at Jason without wishing I could stand and call Maxim back to me, knowing beyond any shadow of a doubt that the damage I've done is irreparable. Max will never forgive me, no matter how much he cares. I really have lost him forever.
I fight the pain that's rapidly devouring me, shaking my head frantically and wiping my eyes. I will not cry...it's for the best this way. Max will never know that I want him in a way I shouldn't, and I'll never have to see his reaction to such a terrible thing.
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Don't you just love very cute, clueless boys? Drama Drama Drama..but yeah that's me! :) Leave some love and more will come!
Chapter Title: End
Author: slasher48 /
bad_bad_books
Rating: PG (still)
Pairing: Max/Tom *awws*, slight Danny/Ryan
Disclaimer: don't own them, don't know them(*sob*), and this never happened, unfuckingfortunately
Hmm
OMG
No Way
Thomas's POV
I wake to bright light and white everywhere. Hospital, I think with an inward groan. They're too freakin clean and spotless...it creeps me out.
There's a nurse cleaning the tray of the bed next to me, thankfully, so I don't have to shout. "Excuse me, miss, can you tell me how long I've been here?"
She smiles and picks up a chart hanging at the foot of my bed. "You, Mr. Vanek, have been here a grand total of....eight hours. Hm. Not very long."
I sigh with relief. I can't remember why I'm here, but at least it's not horrible. But, still, how did I get here? What happened after I freaked about Max? Did I pass out or something?
I can feel a panic attack coming on so I take a deep breath and decide to assess my surroundings to distract myself. Ugh. Not much to see here. White walls, white ceiling, white floors, white curtains on the windows, even a white breakfast tray for fuck's sake. If ever there were a great place to go insane, this is it.
I can hear footsteps coming toward my room and I grin. Maybe now I can finally figure out what the hell happened to me and get the fuck out of this stupid place.
But, a split second before the door opens, a voice in the back of my mind screams, "What if Max is with them?!"
The first person I see is my captain. I greet him with a relieved smile, and I can see a similar emotion in his eyes as he smiles back. "How are you feeling, Tom?", he asks, taking a seat in the chair next to my bed, which by the way, is ALSO fucking WHITE.
As is Ryan's, when he sits on the side of Danny. "Fine," I reply. "What happened?" He looks nervously at Ryan and suddenly in the corner of my mind, a flash of picture plays, like a scene from a movie, a scene where I....had a panic attack.
Danny can see the recognition in my eyes and he nods. "You had a panic attack, Tom, about what I don't know, but Jason found you on the floor unconscious when he got home."
Something possesses me, I'm not sure what, but I demand of him, "Who else knows about this besides you, Ryan, and Jay?"
He looks taken aback, shooting another nervous glance at his lover before he answers and I can easily figure what he's going to say. "Max does, of course."
He points to the door and says, "He's waiting to come see you next. He's so worried he's almost making himself sick, and he obviously needs to see that you're okay before he can relax."
I shake my head. "I don't want to see him." I know if he asks me why I passed out, I'll never be able to lie to him and make up some stupid excuse without giving something, anything, away. The look of horrified realization on his face will surely be more than I can bear.
Daniel's shock is visible. "But, it's Max. Did you hit your head or something?" He stares fearfully at Ryan, glancing between the goaltender and me with nervousness.
I shake my head. "No. I never want to see him again, as a matter of fact. Send him away."
"There's no need for that, Thomas," mutters Jason as he steps into the room. I glance at the door in time to see a flash of red and hear a loud gasp. Jason looks furious as he shuts the door behind him, walking toward me with a flicker of anger in his eyes. "He heard every word."
I close my eyes against the tears, not able to look at Jason without wishing I could stand and call Maxim back to me, knowing beyond any shadow of a doubt that the damage I've done is irreparable. Max will never forgive me, no matter how much he cares. I really have lost him forever.
I fight the pain that's rapidly devouring me, shaking my head frantically and wiping my eyes. I will not cry...it's for the best this way. Max will never know that I want him in a way I shouldn't, and I'll never have to see his reaction to such a terrible thing.
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Don't you just love very cute, clueless boys? Drama Drama Drama..but yeah that's me! :) Leave some love and more will come!