Collection of Hearts

Medein - Unexpected

This is an AU oneshot that is likely familiar for many of you if you read my yandere oneshot book or clicked the link when I talked about it in HoS some time ago, but I wanted to bring it into this book in case any of you have not read it already. Also, it's written for Medein so I feel it belongs in here, regardless of being an older oneshot. So if you have already read it, thank you for that, and if you haven't, here is your chance!

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It had hurt when Tomas admitted to me how he'd almost left after the accident, when he had been watching me as the weeks slowly passed and wondering if I would ever wake up again. I'm not sure what I would have done if that had happened, my heart aching as I listened to him. But I'd listened, hearing each word spoken with anguish as he realized how close he had come to making that choice, to losing everything we had built together, even if the accident had meant we would have to make a lot of changes in our plans for the future.

Still, he had stayed with me, waiting for me to wake up and praying that I wouldn't look at him with hatred or regret for being with him. That I wouldn't blame him alone for what happened that night. The relief when I had opened my eyes had been short-lived, his eyes growing dark as his own regrets filled them with tears.

"Do you hate me?" The first words I heard when I awoke that day had me so confused, his voice choked with intense guilt.

At first, I didn't understand what he meant, my hand slowly raising up to reach for him in comfort, but once I saw my arm I understood. Almost shining under the harsh lights of the room, the pattern of scars forming as cuts healed seemed to stand out all too clearly to my tired eyes.

"Tomas... What... What happened to me?" My voice sounded far too harsh to my ears, coughing as it hit me just how dry my throat was.

It was only after Tomas handed me the bottle of water he had brought back in with him, taking a few sips to soothe my throat, that I looked up again and saw the tears building in his eyes.

"It's my fault... You were on the phone with me when it happened. I made you take your eyes off the road. That's why you crashed! Because of me!" I couldn't even speak as I watched the tears finally begin flowing down his cheeks, his hands coming up as he grabbed his hair and pulled, looking like he was trying to tear himself apart in front of my eyes.

"NO! No Tomas, stop it! Just tell me what happened, please," I cried out, once again reaching towards him, grabbing at his nearest arm and pulling his hand away from his hair as I began to cry along with him.

I just ended up crying harder when I finally felt him place his arms around me, sitting carefully beside me on the bed and gently bringing one hand up to brush my hair out of my face as he held me. At first, I couldn't understand what he was saying, his voice so very soft under the sounds of the machines I had begun to notice humming in the background.

"You should hate me. I ruined your life, (y/n). I mean, look at what I did to you," his voice cracked as he whispered the words into my ear, his hand beginning to tremble as it ran down my back, finally resting at the base of my spine as he rested his chin on my shoulder.

I could barely even breath for a moment as I finally understood what I was hearing. Tomas was blaming himself for what happened, even though I had been the one to answer the phone, the one to make the choice to take that risk. Tomas didn't blame me for what I had done, but he still wasn't telling me what had happened, either.

"Tomas, what happened?" I pulled away, placing my scar-covered hand on his shoulder to hold him in front of me as I looked into his eyes. "Please, tell me what happened?"