Black Eyes (TomTord Eddsworld Fic)

Ch. 10 Discussion

//Tom's POV//

I felt like crying. Screaming even.
Why.. Tord's so damn confusing..

A quickly opened the fridge but than grabbed s Smirnoff and screwed the cap open. Maybe just a cold one will do for now..
Edd soon walked in, "Tom?"
"What do you want?" I glared as I sipped at my Electric berry alcohol. "What happened back there?" As he spoke he motioned to the dining table, and I couldn't refuse to sit down. I plopped down in it as I put my blue drink on the hard surface. "Eh... Honestly I wouldn't know what to tell you," I waved my hand and chuckled, "It all happened so quickly."
"Do you like Tord?" The question came a little quicker than my answer. I processed it for two seconds before laying my head on my hand.
Do I like Tord?
No...
Well, he is handsome.. His eyes are stunning, a beautiful capture of grey. I would kill for any eye color, and even though his seem to be bland- I see the world in them... I see the more grey sidewalks and the grey storm clouds above, a perfect balance of nature and the city. Life and destruction are beautiful together.
His jawline was sharp and his face was slimmer than the rest in the house. His hair was shiny and clean almost all of the time, the only rough part being the spiked on top of his head. They were stiff from hair spray and gel.
He smelt nice, too. He smelt of ginger bread, campfire smoke (or matches) and dove soap... Weird combination, but it fit him well. His accent was so pleasing to hear, I could get lost in his voice for hours and I wouldn't even have to like the subject. I'd listen, wanting to include myself just so he'd talk more. I wanted to hear the way his syllables rolled off of his tongue, his rolling r's or little mistakes in grammar or pronunciation.
His figure was tall and slim. Well, he was taller than me. He had a lot of muscle in his arms and chest, bulky but slim. He carried the right amount of weight for someone his size and shape, and it was perfect. The way his back was so formally straight whenever he walked, arms down to his side of stuffed in his hoodie pockets. He normally strutted, having awkward feet. I couldn't mind, though.

I looked up to Edd and blinked some more, "No, I don't like Tord. Apparently he likes me, though." I growled a bit and sipped my drink some more, my hands cupping around the bottle as if it were hot cocoa. Edd slowly nodded in response, just as in deep of a thought as I was. I scratched my chin as he looked up, "So.. What was he keeping from you? He said he wouldn't tell you something?"

My grip tightened on my beverage, but I made sure not to push the alcohol out of it's container. I took a deep breath and looked at Edd. "Call me crazy, but Tord is planning something. Destroying the house, maybe! Maybe bigger, maybe he's going to destroy more! I- We had a disturbing conversation. Short and quick before he decided to get my full undivided attention on me being pinned. He was talking about how he didn't want me getting in his way again..." I trailed off and looked down.
"I'm the only one saving us, Edd.. At least- I think..? I could be overreacting, but... I know something's up.."

//???'s POV//
I stared at Thomas, my eyes glaring like daggers. This isn't good, he's told another one.
"#20. Tom has told Edd of some occurrence." I spoke out, "Particularly seems to be on you know.. He's acting weird. Is that Smirnoff?" I squinted, but decided not to focus on that anymore.

Let's get this over with already..