Arrow: The last little bit - Trust

Title: The last little bit
Chapter: 2 of 6
Fandom: Arrow
Time frame: Season one
Rating: Fiction-T 
Summary: Five times Oliver Queen died and one time he lived. 
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Arrow.

Author note:
This was an awesome piece to write, thanks to the great acting in the scene described. It really gave me something to work with. In this piece there are spoilers for episode 16: death to rights. If you haven’t seen it yet, I recommend to first watch this episode and then read this piece. Also, when this piece was written episode 16 was the last aired episode, so any inconsistencies with the episodes after that… Well, I’m just terribly sorry I’m no psychic. Enjoy and don’t forget to leave me a review! 

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Trust

He found Tommy standing right outside his father’s private hospital room, deep in thought leaning against the wall. To any other it might seemed like Tommy didn’t notice his best friend walking down the hall but Oliver hadn’t missed the subtle eye movement. He threw away his empty coffee cup before approaching his friend.

Oliver wasn’t sure what to expect. All he knew was that the relationship between him and his best friend had become more complicated after the events of today.

“My dad’s gonna be okay, thanks to you.” Tommy didn’t look at Oliver, he just kept facing the wall opposite of the room. Oliver shook his head. “It’s thanks to you.” He simply replied as he stopped at his friend’s side.

“I once asked you what happened to you on that island. You said a lot, that doesn’t quite cover it.” There was a slight tremor in his voice as he spoke the words. The island, there it was again. Oliver shook his head. “Tommy, I…” he began his explanation but he was cut short. “I saw you kill those guys who kidnapped us when you first got back didn’t I?”

Oliver felt his heart sink. He had always assumed that Tommy had been unconscious during their encounter with their kidnappers when he first got back. Now that he came to think of it, he had only checked if Tommy was alive, he never checked whether he was conscious or not.

Tommy bowed his head. Oliver felt like their friendship would depend on what he had to say next but at the same time he found himself lost on what to say. So he resorted to the first thing that came to his mind. “I… I know you have a lot of questions.” He started.

“Yeah.” Tommy interrupted him again, then he paused and took a deep breath. “Yeah, but for now just the one.” For the first time since the conversation had started Tommy looked at Oliver, tears glimmering in his eyes. “Where you ever gonna tell me?”

Oliver found himself caught completely off guard by the question and the look in Tommy’s eyes. He had never seen his friend this hurt before, and it was because of him. He wanted to answer his question with yes so badly but he knew that would be another lie. At this point if just didn’t seem right to fix things with yet another lie. He shook his head then he looked at Tommy. “No.”

He felt horrible saying it, but it was the truth. He shook his head again. Tommy looked away and then nodded as if everything just became clear to him. Without saying another word he walked away. Leaving Oliver alone in the hallway, feeling like a part of him had just suddenly died.