As soon as you opened the door a tall guy stumbled in, hands covered in blood. It was Tom. Your boyfriend.

He let himself basically fall into your arms, wanting to hold you so tight - as always. He just needed it bad. Needed you bad. You were the only person to keep him from going completely insane.

"I'm sorry.." He mumbled into your shoulder - you could feel he was trembling slightly. Probably not from the cold though.