TordTom OneShots

Goddammit [Angst]

I should've expected it when Tord came into my room to try and kiss me like nothing ever happened. 

And he certainly should've expected the harsh slap I landed to his ugly face for thinking it was a good idea to do that in the first place. 

Still I couldn't help but grab a fist full of his mullet and pull him back down to my lips. He tasted of cheap cigar smoke and those little dollar store mint packs. Disgusting. It truly baffled me how he was able to convince that girl to sleep with him. 

Or how he was able to convince me to go out with him. 

Again, I should've expected it. I should've expected this god awful, good for nothing, piece of shit to cheat on me for a--well I'm not sure what time it would be now. Not a single thing led me to ever believe that he'd stay loyal, yet I always gave him the way back into my heart. 

Tord's skilled hands found their way down my body and firmly around my hips, trailing his kisses to my neck. I know what he wanted but I needed him to know where we stood. It had been a week after all; I completely ignored him after catching him with some chick again. So I stopped him, pulling his head away from me and gave him an angry look. 

"Listen, this is nothing more than sex. We're not getting back together anymore, I'm done. You can kiss and fuck whoever you want without having to worry about being faithful, it'd just be sex. That's like... All you ever want anyway." I explained, venom laced between my words. My brows stayed furrowed and my arms were locked around his neck almost intimidatingly. I'm not going to let him toy with me like before. 

Tord's face softened, looking genuinely upset now. It was infuriating seeing his face change like our relationship meant something to him. "You know I love you." He stated, almost making me physically ill to hear it. 

"Don't say that.." My eyes began to tear up as I placed my hands on his chest, gently pushing him further away from me. I wasn't going to let him weasel his way back into dating, I needed to stand my ground. It was always me who just kept giving and giving, exhausting myself for this man. I deserved to be my own priority. I deserved to be treated with respect. 

He shook his head in defense, "I'm not here to just have sex, you mean more to me than that." Tord's hands tightened around my waist, fingers digging into my flesh as I felt as though it'd be enough to bruise. 

"So much to you that you cheat on me?" I spat back. My voice reached am embarrassing pitch as I all but lost my temper. Every inch of my body felt hot in pure rage, cheeks flaring red and hands shaking as my breath quickened. "We either have sex or nothing."

I honestly expected him to agree to the terms--it was always about sex whether is was with me or someone else. Tord didn't care for the emotional romantic stuff. 

But he just got up and walked to the door, hand on the door knob as he silently threatened to leave. He had to be kidding... Tord turned to face me again, dim eyes that once shone a brilliant grey now cold and empty. How could he look so hurt when I was the one who was hurting the most? "I'm not having just sex with you." He said before opening the door solemnly. 

My brain couldn't believe it, couldn't comprehend it. All I could muster was a snarky, "Right, you won't have just sex with me but you'll have just sex with anyone else when we're together." as he was shutting my door behind him. 

A dull migraine prodded at my head behind my eyes. I really needed a drink. Though, my body refused to move as tears steadily began to well in the corner of my eyes. Groaning, I flipped over and shoved my face into one of my pillows, letting out a muffled sob. 

Tord is a fucking idiot.

I hate him.

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So this is pretty short.. But hopefully the fact that I published a couple new TordTom stories should make up for that!!〵(^ o ^)〴
Please check them out if you're interested and/or enjoy my writing!