《Tord Returns : TomXTord •{completed}•》Chapter Two : Starved and Scars
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I just stared blankly at Edd.
'I'm an idiot! Of course he and Matt would be here too'
"Tord, why are you here?"
"I...i.. I saw tom... he was drunk.... I decided to take him home... he led me here...."
I looked down. Trying to not make eye contact
"Ok, well it's nice to see you...I guess..."
I nodded.
I looked up, making eye contact
"Hey Edd?"
"Hmm?"
Tears started to fill my eyes
"I... uhh... I'm sorry!! I should of never came back!! Seeing you guys again... I can't take it!
I was controlled with power... I'm so sorry... I know you won't forgive me but I understand"
I could barely hold back my tears... soon enough I couldn't anymore. I showed weakness and cried in front of Edd.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Edds
"I forgive you, Tord. I know the others will too. But not completely sure about Tom.."
Edd smiles at me
I couldn't say anything. After all I did. He forgave me. I cried more but I smiled back.
I went closer to Edd and hugged him.
Once I could talk again. I stopped
hugging Edd.
"Hey... uhhh.. I have no where to go.. could I stay with you for a bit?
Edd smiled and nodded.
He started walking and waved his hand signaling me to follow him. And I did.
"I don't have any spare beds, so you have to sleep on the couch. I'll get you some new cloths, seeing as yours are ripped."
I looked down at my red hoodie. He was right it was ripped. I guess I didn't notice because I was running from the cops for YEARS!!!
I walked over to the couch and sat down.
Edd came back with some new cloths.
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"Here you are, Tord. Ill leave so you can get changed."
"Ok and thanks Edd."
I get up and take my hoodie off, then my shirt. I grabbed the one Edd gave me and put it on. Before I fully put it on. Tom walked in.
(Not drunk any more)
His eyes widen as he saw my stomach
and chest. When the shirt was fully on. I looked up. As we made eye contact. He looked away. Edd walked in.
"Hey Tom!"
"Hey Edd, why is HE here?"
Yep, changed back to being an asshole.
"Well after he dropped you off at your place, because you got drunk again!!"
Edd crosses his arms and continues.
"And I saw him while I was walking back to my place, he was looking down. I was also confused but I asked why he was back. He said he was dropping you off blah blah blah. Anyway he said sorry and started crying. I forgave me. Everyone deserves a second chance."
I just stood there like an idiot looking down while Edd said when I was weak. I didn't mind because he trusts Tom and Matt.
"Oh ok." Tom said. I'm guessing he's tired.
"Anyway I'm on my way to go tell Matt about Tord. You can stay here with him."
Edd left and Tom looked over at me.
'What was he going to say?' I thought to myself. He walked over and stood in front
of me. He lifted my shirt up and looked at all my scars and how small I was. I looked
like a stick. Tom then made eye contact
with me.
"You have a lot to explain, Tord."
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