No Longer Freedom

11....Mi Merna?

Tom's POV

"Mi merna Yo, Tom... Gustanu '' Heavenly voice spelled above me. The brightest light I had ever seen cracked the endless void around me, shattering it to a thousand pieces. Pure whiteness filled my inky eyes, blinding them as my limp body started to feel restless. Something forced me to stand up, something so capable and omnipotent. I couldn't resist.

"MI MERNA!!!" I screamed on top of my lungs as my body jolt up and opened its eyes.

Cold salty sweat dripped down on my pale forehead to my cheeks and neck. Heart were pounding through my chest while I tried to control my shaky breath. It took me some time to realize that it were all just a stupid dream. In reality, I was sitting in a black hammock at Paul's and Patryk's house. I was alright. Everything was fine, until I turned my head to my left side. My heart skipped a beat. I saw him, Tord. He sat at a black wooden chair that had been stolen from the kitchen, and he slept beside me. Head calmly hanging back, he snored quietly. "What in the name of-'' I groaned and stood up. "Why are you here?" I hissed and observed his resting body and face. However, as I was observing him I saw something on his lap. It was his notebook that I saw before, in the cellar.

For a while, I hesitated but then my curiosity got the better of of me and I reached out for the notebook to grab it. "heh~ eazy." I chuckled while opening it. I were expecting it to hide some top secret plans or something like that but no. It was something even freakier. The book were full of drawings... about me...sleeping. Very realistic and highly detailed coal drawings...All about me. Some numbers and letters, especially around my wings and tail. Finally some little sketches about the clothes what Paul were talking about. "What the hell?!" I threw the book to the floor in shock. "You didn't like them?" A clear and familiar voice commended.

...fuck...

"How long were you awake?" I moved my gaze to Tord who were now watching me fully awake with his signature sly grin on his ugly face. "The whole night, since you decided to almost knock me down on the floor with you." He grinned as he stood up. "Someone had to make sure that you wouldn't choke on your own vomit." He continued as he bowed down to reached his notebook. "What are you talking abo-" Suddenly, a nerve racing headache squeezed my brain making the word spin around me. As it spun all over again and again my stomach felt like something would had rolled in there. What were that bullshit?! I felt like I would had been poisoned. "What is this horrible feeling?! Did you do something?!" I shouted and leaned to the wall next to me. "I would never do anything to you. You did that to yourself. It's called hangover and it comes if you drink too much of that magic liquid." Tord explained while he pet my shoulder.

As soon as his veined hand reached my shoulder, I winched and scoffed it off as soon as possible. "Don't touch me." I warned him. Showing my teeth he backed up a step and leaned at the same wall as me. "Sorry buddy." He apologized? Wow... That was new. "Well how have you been? You have gained a bit of weight, which is good. I don't want you to look weak after all." He continued with the same grin on his face. "I have been perfect without you." I snapped my claws and pointed at him. "Aww glad to hear that you are not clingy." He manipulated my answer like always. "I don't like people that are too clingy, they can't do anything on their own and won't let me go." He muttered. 

It was hard to understand what were going on in his mind. Sometimes he yelled and abuses me but why...why did he suddenly start to took care of me, or were it just a part of his plan again? Probably yes. However, I promised Paul and Patryk that I would try to be nice to him so I guess there were no other choices.

"Why so? Or are you just afraid that people might hurt you when they get too close to you?" I turned my head towards him and lifted my lips into a small grin. Right after that an awkward quietness dropped between us. We just glared at each other in perfect silence. Seconds after another the light in Tord's eyes started to fade out. Slowly he opened his mouth to click his tongue. "Go brush your hair." He hissed while he stormed out of the room to the kitchen.