Tord X Reader part 3

Tom

Warning. Feelz.

I ran into the hospital behind the doctors and nurses. Paul, Patryk, Edd, and Matt all waited in the waiting room. I was stopped at the line as the doors closed. I stood, watching out the window as my brother was hurried down the corridor.

There was no way he was going to make it, I knew this. It didn't stop me from hoping he would make it, but every passing moment, that hope was depleting. I sighed in anticipation looking at the sleeping men next to me, it had been three hours since we arrived, and still no word.

"Ma'am?" A nurse asked.

"Y-Yes?" I asked, standing up.

"He's not doing so well..." a doctor said, stepping in behind her.

"B-But will he make it?"

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, turning to see Paul looking down with sadness in his eyes.

"He only has a few hours to live, if that even. It's best if you say your goodbyes while you can." He said, getting straight to the point.

We were lead into a large room, it honestly felt like I was already at his funeral. The sadness in the atmosphere, the fact that Matt and Edd were still sleepy, me crying uncontrollably, it all felt surreal. It felt like a bad dream, but I knew I wasn't going to wake up.

"T-Tom?" I asked, heart dropping to the floor.

"Hey kiddo." He smiled.

"H-How do you feel?"

"Not as bad as you do." He chuckled, ending up coughing. "Never thought I'd loose to that commie."

"I'll kill that bastard." I muttered.

"(Y/N) don't do something you'll regret, okay?" He said. "(Y/N) I love you more than anything in this world, and there's nothing I wouldn't do for you, I would give the world-"

"I know, please..." I said, barley even audibly. "Please I-"

"Tom?!" Matt yelled.

"Hey narcissistic pal."

"That's probably the nicest thing you've sincerely said to me!" He cheered.

"Since when did he... Never mind." Tom laughed, coughing again.

The cough became more violent, causing blood to come up as he relaxed. His eyelids began to slightly close, only giving them a few seconds left.

"I love you, we all do Tom." I said, a sad smile on my face. "We'll all see you soon, I promise..."

"D-Don't cry." He said weakly. "He shouldn't be the reason you are sad."

"He's not-"

"I know." He smirked. "I can't mess with you?"

"Tom you're freaking dying and that's the only thing you can say?" I asked, slightly laughing.

The beeping on the monitor stopped, Toms eyes half lidded, and his breathing stopped. My heart tore itself apart, he was gone. No! No no no!

"This is all a dream right?!" I yelled. "This can't be real. N-No because this is the part where I wake up in Tords arms, perfectly fine right?"

"(Y/N)-" Edd began.

"TELL ME THIS IS A DREAM!" I yelled at him. "PLEASE! IM BEGGING YOU!"

He stood motionless, he didn't know what to do. Doctors rushed in along with Paul and Patryk, grabbing ahold of my arms and pulling me back as I fought against them.

This has to be a dream... right?

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The car ride home was silent. The moment we entered the house, I walked into my room, and shut the door silently. I opened the closet door, and curled into a ball as I wept.

I could hear Edd talk about where the two others were going to sleep, and lucky for them, we had a guest room available. The room had been cleaned, the police dismissed it as an attack of the red army, which was true in a way.

"Please...." I whispered. "Let this nightmare be over..."

"(Y/N)?" Edd asked, softly knocking on the door. "(Y/N I'm coming in." He said, turning on the light.

I held my breath as I trembled in the closet, I felt sick. I wanted this to be over, I wanted to see his face again, I wanted to hear him laugh, have him pass out drunk again, I'd give anything to have him.

"(Y/N) you can't stay in there forever." Edd sighed.

"Why?" I asked, sounding like a child whining.

"You'll get sick and die of starvation."

"Good, I'll see him again." I cried.

"(Y/N) please come out of the-"

A large bang of thunder caused me to topple to door down. I dove under my blankets on the bed, cowering in fear while hiding my face. Edd walked over to the bed, sitting on the side of it.

"S-Should I leave you alone?" He asked, standing up.

"DONT LEAVE ME!" I cried, grabbing his arm. "P-Please..."

"I won't." He smiled empathetically. "Go to sleep, ill be right here."

I must look so childish right now, wanting him to stay with me as I slept, too afraid to have him leave. I've lost everything today... Tom, my trust for Tord, and... Tom...

He had a smile all the way to the grave, I wish I could say he had a drink with him, but he didn't. Why? Why him and not me? Why couldn't he just kill me and get me out of his game?

No. He wants a game? Fine. I'll play his stupid game, only I won't loose this time. I have two more Knights, my kings gone, and I still need pawns, but this game is coming into play, and I will win.

So Tord? Be ready.

This queen is gunna win this petty game of chess.

May the best player win.