Patryks POV:
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Waking up at 5 am was mandatory and I had gotten used to it by now. Paul on the other hand... My pour baby would be fired by now if not for the fact that I would wake his ass up! But I didn't really mind by now of course it was like an additional part of my everyday routine. Wake up at 5 am sharp, get ready, wake up Paul with kisses, make breakfast as he gets ready and then be at 'The Red Leader's' side by 5:30. Just like clockwork. Only this time it was different, I woke up to my alarm clock at 5am like normal only to find Paul's side of the bed vacant. Confused and slightly worried I searched the room twice and then down the halls, to the training room, med bay, base of operations and anywhere else I could think of but still no sign of Paul anywhere. Sighing to myself I decided to head to Tord's room, we normally go by first name bases when in private giving the fact that we are friends-more like family, or that's what I thought anyway... Once I got within 10 feet of his door yelling could be heard. Quickly realizing that it was the voices of Tord and Paul I opened the door to break it up only to be met with a horrific sight, two of the most important people in my world bloodied and rolling on the floor in a all out fist war while throwing insults at each other that I just tuned out in order to fix the problem at hand. Jumping into the fight I quickly got between the two, of course not without getting a bloody nose from getting caught in a crossfire punch on Paul's part which thankfully snapped him back into his senses real quick, muttering apologizes, trying to stop the bleeding but I quickly swatted his hand away saying a simple "It's fine." Before turning my attention to Tord "What the fuck is going on?!" I said angrily shooting both of them a glare which only really affected Paul, Tord on the other hand was still steaming. "He's telling me how to run my own operations!" Tord screamed practically lunging at Paul again just at the thought. I gave a warning glance to Tord, which only a few have the guts to actually do. And then gave a questioning look to Paul "Look, it's suicide! We all know that Blue has a whole ambush waiting for us at sector B. We are outnumbered and outgunned!" Paul explained shooting nasty glances at Tord the whole time explaining. "That's why we're sending in the disposables! They'll suffice as a good enough distraction whilst the big fish take out the main threat" Tord explained smugly, talking as if he was playing chess and not with people's lives! "But what about the "disposables"?? Half of them have families! It's not right to treat them as if they are less of a person!" Paul resorted. "Then they shouldn't have joined the army!!!" Tord shouted quickly loosing his patience. I decided this would be a good time to intervene. "Look." I said grabbing both their attentions "maybe Paul has a point. We can think of a better plan then this..." I said slowly and smoothly in order to hopefully reason with Tord, officially taking Paul's side on this one. My plan had failed though. It only had made it worst now Tord had lost it and had Paul on gunpoint which Paul replied with taking out his gun as well and aiming it at Tord. It was a stand off. Neither of them were thinking clearly. I froze, and for some reason all I could do is count. I remembered all my life changing moments
1) When I first met Paul, a ruffed up kid in 9th grade who stood up for me when no one else ever would.
2) When my awkward and sweaty best friend asked me out under a cherry using a the cheesiest pickup line known to man in 11th grade.
3) Finding an beaten orphaned 12 year old sobbing in an alley after being abandoned.
4) Taking in that orphan and showering him with love.
5) Meeting Tord's new friends, Edd, Matt and Tom.
6) Getting an apartment with Paul and Tord at my side
7) Tord moving out in order to be with his friends
8) Joining the army as a family in order to fight for what's right
9) Tord losing his sanity, arm and his 3 friends.
10) Tord firing.
It seemed like it was going in slow motion. Paul looked at me and smiled before... he aimed his pistol at the sky.
"WAIT!" I screamed.
But it was already too late.
Tord shot him right between the ribs.
In shock Tord walked towards him but I shoved him away and into the door before running over to my lover but seeing his still form and bleeding chest I know it's too late. He's gone
My heart aches and my eyes burn. I cradle Paul in my arms and sob, screaming how much I love him in hope that he hears me. But he never does.
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I never saw Tord again.
Probably for the better...
