What I Hate About You

Chpt. 6

He opened his eyes. They scanned the blurry room. The cold tile floor seemed to be the most comfortable place right now. Tom couldn't help but smile just a little bit. He had temporarily disabled a dangerous communist and maybe- hopefully- broke something.

Tord lay sore on the ground. The pain was long gone. Still, he hoped that he would get some sympathy out of the whole "I'm-injured-and-helpless" act. He sighed out of the corner of his mouth knowing full well, it wasn't working. It couldn't have been worse.

Tom yanked the boy by the back of his shirt, surprisingly strong enough to lift him to his feet. His cold red sneakers squeaked against the floor before standing, toes pointed inward. What a wimp, tom thought. After all this fucking time and this is all he could do. The poor bastard stood cowardy, arms crutched over his stomach. His hair was matted to his forehead in a rather unflattering way. This was all a stupid mistake. Staring at the floor, Tord kicked at the tile with a squeak and jumped to make a run for it. He grabbed on to the doorknob and attempted pulling the lock free. But it was stuck under his grip. Tom took his chance and pulled at the boy's shirt. He managed to get him far from the door, almost falling into the living room.

"Tord!" Matt yelled before catching him. He was shaken. Upset you would most definitely say. He stared at Tord and spoke firmly, "What is wrong  with you?"

Tord smiled. First it was a smirk but then it turned into something more devious. He caught himself and stopped, looking sorry. He pulled himself from Matt's grasp and tried to speak to his old friends. "I know," He started, "I know I'm an idiot. I know you guys hate me. I tried to come here and make things better... but I see that I'm only making things worse-"

"Damn straight you are." Tom snapped.

"C'mon Tom!" It was Edd this time, "It's not fair that after all this time we don't listen to the one humane thing he says."

"Yeah well it's not fair that he expects us to accept us after doing something so completely inhumane! What the hell is that?!"

He gestured towards Tord and facepalmed. Everything was too fucking much. It was all moving so fast he didn't know whether he was awake or not. Maybe this was another one of his nightmares. Maybe Tom's brain was tricking him into thinking it was real just to test him. See how far it could push him. Where it would push him. The next thing he knew Tord was sitting on the couch, eating pizza, and making excuses to reason with his "being a literal asshole".

Taking small bites of his slice, Tord kept looking around. Edd, Matt, and Tom were still looking at him. They were extremely disappointed with where all of this was pointing. "I'm really sorry, you know that?" He said putting his slice down.

Edd's expression faltered. He sat down next to Tord. "We don't know that yet, Tord. But you can prove it. We're giving you a chance."

Tord's face lit up a bit. He looked up at Edd and hugged him. Edd patted him on the back, trying his best not to give in and cry. Matt giggled and clapped in excitement. "Let's watch a movie!" He chirped.

Tom rolled his eyes and headed for his room down the hall. Stopping at his doorway, he looked back at his friends. The way they sat so close to that bastard commie. Like they actually trusted him all of a sudden. For all he knew, they could be dead the next morning. Tord caught his stare. He said nothing. His face was a bit sad. As if he actually thought Tom would let his pathetic apology slip by. He squinted his hollow 'eyes' giving Tord a more hostile look and walked away, slamming the door.

In no way was Tord getting by that easy. Hell no. Tom did not sleep. He never closed his eyes. Instead he sat on his bed and held Susan on his lap. Susan was the only thing he could save, and the only thing he could use in case there was someone to save.

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A/N (heeeyyyyoo! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in like two whole months. I feel like pretty big jerk for just leaving yall alone like that. but I was able to do at least this. I'm not doing the best in school and sometimes I just straight up don't feel motivated to do stuff. I'm really sorry to keep you waiting but I'm also SO GRATEFUL that yo guys have stuck with me! Everything you guys are saying really means a lot and makes me want to write more. ily and thank you so much <3)