《Tord Returns : TomXTord •{completed}•》Chapter 4 : Nightmares
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I started walking to his closet. On the floor there was a teddy? Not any teddy it was
Tommee, Toms teddy when he was like 5?!
He still has it. I picked it up and went to Tom.
His head was in his knees and he was crying.
Guilt, I felt guilt for everything I did. All memories came back about that day.
I immediately tried to stop thinking about it.
"Tom..."
He looked up. Oh god he looked so cute when he was like this.
"Here."
I gave him Tommee. He faced glowed up with a big smile on his face.
He grabbed Tommee and hugged him.
Oh god he's adorable.
I started walking out. But he grabbed my arm. Immediately I grabbed my phone and recorded.
"Tord? Can you stay? Just in case..."
I looked at him. He was so precious and adorable I couldn't say no...
"Please Tord...?"
"Ok fine, Tom"
I secretly put the camera on Tom.
Toms gave a smile to me and let go of me.
I stopped recording. Put my phone on the side table. I laid on top of the covers because I don't deserve to sleep with blankets.
Tom was facing the other way. I put my heads behind my head. I heard Tom roll over in the blankets. His eyes slowly opened.
"You know... you can sleep in the blankets. That how you sleep in beds"
Tom laughed a bit before closing his eyes again, and falling asleep.
I went under the blankets. I faced Tom. He was a cute sleeper.
Oh no not again! I hate him!! Why am I calling him cute? Ugh just forget about and sleep, Tord. I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep.
I heard screaming. I sat straight up looking around for danger. I looked over at Tom. He looked terrified. His head was on his knees and he held Tommee so tight as he was crying again. I sat closer to him.
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"What happened?"
He looked up at me. He looked so sad. More guilt flooded me.
"I had another nightmare, Moma"
I don't think he knows who I am. I won't tell him until I know.
"What was the nightmare about?"
"It was about the day I shot down Tord. I yelled at him saying 'We are not friends!' I regret it now Moma."
Tears started falling down his face with my human hand, I wiped them away.
"I regret it because I have a weird feeling around him now. Ever since he came back from years and knowing he was homeless. I couldn't bare it."
Tom had loosen grip on Tomme and he fell off the bed. Tom didn't care. He was too busy crying. I put my arms around him.
"Ssshhhh... it's okay... everything's okay.."
I feel so bad for Tom. We both layed back down. I was still hugging him. He slowly but surely fell asleep in my arms. He was smiling. I drifted off to... but I had a nightmare...
I saw Edd, Matt and Tom they were all looking away from me with their backs facing me. Something tugging at my arms and legs. I tried to free them. Only my arms were free. I was starting to be pulled back... into complete darkness.
"HELP ME!!! EDD, MATT, TOM, PLEASE HELP" I screamed from the top of my lungs.
"PLEASE!!!"
One bye one they started to walk away.
First was Edd.
Then Matt followed
"PLEASE HELP ME!!!"
I begged them to stay and help. But they continued walking. Tears started to fall.
Tom started to follow Edd and Matt.
One last time...
"TOM PLEASE!!! HELP ME!!!"
I was being pulled faster into the darkness.
Tom stopped in his tracks. He turned around and ran to me. I started to be pulled underground. I felt someone grab my arms and pull me out. We started hugging. At the time I didn't know who saved me but I didn't care either. I was saved and that's all that matters to me right now. I then looked to see who.
It was TOM??!
I felt a rush of pain in my cheek as I woke up and fell on the floor.
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