Regrets

10

The air around me was odd. I was warm until the sensation of sudden coldness ran through me, jolting me up and shooting my eyes open.

Catching my breath, I sat up and looked around me. Edd and Matt stood next to me with an empty cup in head.

"Tom! Are you alright?!"

Well obviously not. "Yeah I'm fine. What happened?"

They simply shrugged. Edd ran back to the kitchen while Matt stayed with me. "You passed out or something. I'm guessing because you might still be sick."

I looked around the place. It was fairly dark, but the small lamp produced enough light for me to see the sitting area. Though looking around, Edd was blocking my view of the kitchen.

"It's alright, just relax." I turned away from Edd and stared up at the ceiling as I laid back down, feeling my now wet clothing sticking to my skin.

"Do you want to talk about what happened? And why you're here?"

I thought about it for a moment. I should tell him everything. "I had a headache and came to your place."

...

"And?"

"And what?"

He was going to say something but stopped himself. He shook his head and held his hand out to me. "Alright then, let's get you to your bed. I'll take over some ibuprofen for you."

I accept the offer and stood up, wobbling a bit but holding onto Edd. We wrapped our arms around one another and made our way to the door when I heard something behind us. I turned around and saw Matt running to the kitchen. Like he was blocking something. I stopped.

"Hey Edd, I'm actually a bit thirsty. Could I get a glass of water?"

He glanced up at Matt. "Um, sure. But once you're in bed."

Ok. Didn't want to do this but time for the dramatics. I let my body weight drop to my legs and loosened my grip on Edd.

"TOM!"

He held onto me so I wouldn't fall and saw Matt coming at us. I slipped out of his arm and ran past them. My eyes were barley coming off the ground when I crashed face first into something. I bounced back a bit and grabbed my nose. Great. A headache and nose in pain is exactly what I needed.

I looked to see what I hit and of course, I hit the fucking wall. Clenching my fist, I heard a muffled snicker from the kitchen entrance. I whip my head over, and then I see it. I see him.

He freezes, I freeze, and I'm sure Edd and Matt froze because of how quiet it got. Before anyone could say anything to prevent a freak out, I jab my finger towards him.

"I KNEW IT! I FUCKING KNEW IT!"

I stepped back, still processing it when the sudden grip on my shoulder made me stop. "Tom please we can explain-"

Now, although I love Edd, he knows better than anyone than to grab me at moments like these. I was tense, so once I felt his arm on me I violently jerked away from him.

"Don't explain shit! I should've known you'd pull something like this!" I turned to look at Tord who stepped towards me. I stepped back more and held my hand as a small pathetic wall between us. "Don't."

Not turning my back to them, I kept moving back to find the door. "I'm going to bed. You all can do whatever the fuck you want but leave. Me. Out of it."

Feeling the doorknob I jerked the handle open and marched to my door. It was so quiet, but the quiet couldn't drown out Edds attempts to call me back over.
When I got my door opened I slammed it shut and locked it, and then used the other lock.

And the other.

And the other..

And the other. Ever since the last time I saw Tord, you could say I became a bit paranoid.

I went to my room, now as mad as the thunder currently was, and just paced around.

So much was on my mind. Tord was alive, Edd and Matt were obviously hiding him from me, KNOWING that I didn't want anything to do with him. But if didn't go into their apartment and escape from Edd, would I have known? So it was really my fault-

No! They're the ones who brought him to our new homes after what he did to our old one! Yeah, that asshole is the reason we're here. The reason we all had jobs now even though we somehow were able to afford the house!

This is all his fault.

And as the debate continued in my mind, I couldn't recall what time I let it be and go to bed, or if I even went to bed at all.