This was it.

This was probably going to be the end of your relationship with Tom.

A sob escaped your throat as you sank to the floor in the bathroom. You didn't even know how exactly it happened. Someone said something and it turned into an argument that escalated quickly into shouting. 

That had been the first time you had seen Tom actually loose his nerve and shout.

There was a soft knock at the bathroom door and you picked your head up from your knees.

"Y/N... please come out. I'm sorry for yelling..." Croaked the man that you normally would've been delighted to hear. ((In case you didn't understand, that would be Tom))

Tom tried to open the door and upon finding it locked, he sighed, "Y/n... please... I didn't mean anything I said... just let me come in, love.."

Your bottom lip trembled, and you hugged yourself even tighter, "Go- go away..." you cried, burring your head, once more, in your knees.

The sound of Tom's footsteps faded away as he decided to go sit in the living room until you came down from the upstairs bathroom. You, however, continued to sit in the bathroom, memories of the fight flooding your find.

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"I thought  you of all people would've at least remembered!!" You complained, throwing your hands up in the air and turning to walk out of the kitchen.

"Remembered what...?" Tom furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and followed you into the living room where he set down the Shakespearean play he had been reading.

"That- that... my mother died a year ago, today! Hell, you promised that you would remember!!" You cried, tears beginning to pour down your cheeks as you collapsed on the couch. 

"Y/n... I'm sorry, I didn't realize..."  He began to sit down next to you, but you scooted away.

"You didn't realize what?!"  You started to shout, standing up once more and Tom backed away, slight taken aback by your tone.

"I guess I didn't think that it meant anything at all to you, that I would remember such a personal thing like that!" Tom began to raise his voice and it turned into a shouting match.

"Well that's what happens when you try to think and nothing happens!" You shouted back and Tom curled his fingers tightly into an fist; he was angry. 

You should've known better than to use that phrase.

You should've known it only would've made him mad.

"At least I try to think, whereas you just do stupid things!  Your mother probably told you 'some day you'll go far Y/n' and then under her breath she muttered 'and I hope you'll stay there'!!!" He yelled, but knew that he had gone to far as soon as it left his mouth.

Your hands started to tremble and you broke eye contact, thinking of how to get away. Tom's face was a look of utter shock, not believing he had just said that to you.

"Y/n, I'm- I'm sorry.... I didn't- didn't think-" He fumbled for the right words, before you cut him off.

"You didn't think, huh? Well you see what happens when you don't think." You pushed passed him, running up the stairs to the second bathroom and began to cry.

End of Flashback

The very thought of the words that he had said made you tremble even worse, and cry harder. You knew he hadn't meant his words, but they still stung. 

They stung like a fresh wound.

Finally, you opened the bathroom door and slowly crept down the stairs to find Tom sitting on the couch, his head buried in his hands. He looked like an emotional mess. Suddenly, you hit a creaky spot on the stairs and you froze. Tom raised his head, his eyes red and cheeks tear stained. This sight broke your heart and you covered your mouth, trying not to burst out crying. 

"Y/n.... I'm-I'm sorry... my love.." Tom whispered in a gentle voice as he began to get up.

"Tom.... It's my f-fault.." You choked on your words, "I- I was b-being selfish.."

You started to tremble as the words came out of your mouth and Tom rushed over to you, embracing you tightly.

"I swear, I will never yell at you ever again, darling..." He mumbled into your hair as you buried your head in his chest.

"I love you..."