The One 【Tordtom/Tomtord】

A Story With No Satisfaction

Regret was always the worst feeling to have trapped inside you, it eats you up and leaves you with nothing to be proud of because you know that no matter what, this would've happened.

Right..?

Tord bounces his leg repeatedly on the segregated rocks beneath him, trying to take deep breaths. Oh for God's sake, what else could you do to calm yourself after you killed someone in cold blood? All because of jealousy. Did it even matter?

Sure, a life was lost but maybe it was worth it, maybe she deserved it, there was a battle somewhere in Tord's heart telling him what to feel.

'I've killed people before. I've killed innocent people before, it isn't my fault. I'm not the bad guy. I just need to be understood..'

His morals seem to have shifted, since when did he want to kill someone because of the person they loved? Well, maybe it was just lust for Tom, she didn't even know him and he guessed that's why he was so enraged.

He focuses back on the night of the murder.

Flashback

One of the ladies, a brunette, looked at Tord and smiled warmly, "Yeah, if you want to have some fun later.."

Tord could feel his skin crawl, "Right," he chuckles, "..can't wait to see how beautiful all of you really are." He winks and heads to the bartender. He feels like his face has gone pale and he might throw up, 'Why am I doing this again..?'

He thinks for a second, 'Maybe I should just go home, I want to be with my friends.. I want Tom, I miss him, how could I have ever been mad at him? He's so... not perfect, not yet.'

A memory of Tom laughing at one of his terrible jokes back in secondary school takes over his mind. He was perfect.. 'I miss the way he was.. I'll make him my perfect boy again,' Tord thinks with a slight blush scattered across his face.

God, how could someone with the touch of an angel, soft as cotton, possibly be turned into a mindless sack of bones? Tord needed to fix him, 'I have to return the favor, I need my old Tom back, the one who was always there for me..'

He takes a deep breath and tries to shake the memory off, feeling a lot more confident that what he's doing is right, 'I need to focus now, for him.. that's why I'm doing this, all for him..'

He lifts his head up and calls for the bartender, pays for some drinks, and tries to hide them a bit as he slips in some pill to speed up the process of being stupidly inebriated. Well, only for the ladies of course.

They can't remember who he is. He can't get caught. Not now.

He needs to kill her, she's an obstacle. For all Tord knows she could be as much as an alcoholic as Tom. They'd for sure meet again.. 'I can't let that happen, this is my only chance, I'm so close..'

But.. would it really work? What if he gets to kill the blonde, then what? Would his chances with Tom really increase? Is she just some innocent woman with nothing better to do in her life than ruin Tord's?..

...

'They're probably wondering what's taking so long.'

As the flashing lights of the bar fly around the room, he calms himself down. He begins to walk towards them.

'Moment of truth I guess..' Tord thinks dryly as he grabs his non-spiked drink. "Sorry I took a while ladies, I hope you're all still willing to go to my place, hm?"

"Oh don't worry, handsome, I would wait all day and night for you" the blonde winks and bites her lip, pulling Tord next to her. "Never seen you around here", she says taking down her shot. "I don't drink much.." Tord looks at her, trying not to gag dramatically.

He doesn't understand how someone can just drink so much like that.. Well, he shouldn't be talking, smoking so young. Whatever, it isn't the same. It still grossed him out and reminded him of the man his dad became.

It's as if she wants to be brutally killed.

Moments passed and the talking and laughter of the girls mingled with the pulsing beat of the music, Tord could only sit there, just wanting to kill all four of them because then, who's really going to care? But he can't, he needs to stay on track for this to succeed.

About half an hour passes and all four girls are nearly blacked out. 'They've grown some shit ton of tolerance. Well, time for phase two.. man, I'm actually doing this..? no, it's too late to stop now..'

'Ugh, pau and pat should be here by now' Tord thinks checking his phone and rolling his eyes to the fact his old friends were 15 minutes away. His hands are sweaty and sticky, he's nervous and can't think straight with his eyes darting across the room, he chews on his tongue to relieve his stress.

When they finally arrive, the ladies are at least less near dying from an overdose so Tord thinks they can for sure walk on their own. He grabs the blonde by her hand and drags her outside, her almost stumbling over and over feeds Tord's impatience.

'The pill should be doing its job, they won't remember a thing from tonight', Tord smirks. Finally, the best thing in the world is near.

Revenge.

A/N

OMG GUYS I ACTUALLY HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITINGS THIS AND I LOVE HOW IT TURNED OUT??? OMG?? AHHHHHH IM SO HAPPY I HOPE YOU GUYS LOVE IT AS MUCH AS I DO!!

It's been a while but I hope you're all still here, thank you for your patience <3

- S3riouslyB0ring