sick of you (tomtord)

22.

Tord ignored the many text messages he was getting from Tom as he sat on his bed and stared blankly out the window. They were mostly all like this:

Tom: im sorry!!!!!!

Tom: i didnt mean it please tord im scared

Tom: answer me

Tom: !?!?!?

Tom: DONT KILL YOURSELF! I S2G

Tom: TORD!!!

Tord heard Pat trying to get in his room, but he had locked the door.

"Why is your door locked?" Pat asked. "Is something wrong? What happened?"

Everything! Tord wanted to scream at him but he knew it wasn't his father's fault, so he simply didn't reply. He wiped his eyes roughly and closed his curtains, darkness swallowing the room.

--Time Skip--

Tord had been missing school, eating less, and barely talking to his parents. They constantly asked what was wrong but were met by silence. He was always locked in his room and preferred all the lights in the house to be off.

Tom went to school, but rarely ever talked to anyone, even Matt and Edd. The only words he ever spoke were "yes" or "no." For some reason he had bandages wrapped around his arms. Matt didn't understand why they were there, but Edd was pretty sure he knew.

Paul was fed up. He pick-locked Tord's door and burst inside. He flicked the light switch to brighten the room. Tord was sitting on his messy bed, resting his arms on the windowsill and laying his head on them. He was gazing out at the night sky, hood pulled over his head.

"TORD LARSIN!" Paul yelled. He was ignored. "I'm tired of you not listening to me or Pat!"

"I'm sorry..." Tord's voice was low and scratchy. He turned around to look at Paul, catching him by surprise at his appearance.

There were dark bags under Tord's eyes and his cheeks were tear-stained. His hoodie was baggy and his sweatpants were way too loose around his waist.

"Tord! What... what happened?" Paul rushed to his son's side and pulled him into a tight hug.

"Nothing..."

"Tord, please-"

"Tom told me to kill myself."

Paul's eyes widened and he stiffened. "Well, i'm sure he didn't mean it," he said.

"No, dad, he meant it," Tord's voice cracked as he began to break down. "You had to be there. He... just... He had to be held back by Matt and Edd. The way he said it, sounded so..." His voice trailed off.

"Do you want to wait one more day before you go to school?" Paul asked, not knowing how to comfort him.

Tord took a shuddering breath but nodded. "Yes. Okay."

--Time Skip--

Tord splashed cold water onto his face and lifted his head to look at himself in the mirror. I look horrible... more than usual, anyway. He rubbed his face with a towel and slipped on a baggy red hoodie over his shirt, then put on jeans that were also baggy. He skipped breakfast and got in the car. Paul drove him to school and wished him good luck. Tord walked through the halls and finally reached his locker. He opened it, put in some things that he didn't need, and closed it again.

Matt and Edd were standing there, glancing at each other and back at Tord repeatedly. Edd was the first one to snap out of his trance and hugged Tord.

"You're back!" He exclaimed.

"Uh- yeah! Todd's back!" Matt cheered as well.

Tord gave them a small smile and hunched his shoulders. "Heh... yeah."

"Tom has-" Edd started saying.

"No. I don't care about what Tom's been doing," Tord instantly cut him off. "I don't care if he misses me. I don't care."

"This is serious, Tord," Edd frowned and looked at Matt. "Could you go pick me a flower, hon? I want a purple one so it can remind me of you."

"Okay!" Matt kissed his cheek and ran off, completely oblivious.

Edd looked back at Tord again, his fake smile gone. "Tom has been..." he lowered his voice to a whisper. "Cutting. And... he seems a lot more depressed."

Tord's heart sank to his stomach. "H- He..."

"Yeah. He's not okay, Tord. You need to fix him."

"Me!? What can I do!? I mess everything up!"

"No!" Edd scolded. "You are the only one he's really ever loved!"

"I don't know how!" Tord said, panicking.

"Well..." the cola boy bit his lip. "Maybe you could just simply smile at him. Tell him you missed him. It'll make him feel better, I know how Tom can get."

"I can't do that..." Tord whimpered. He looked over Edd's shoulder and saw Tom coming their way.

Edd gave Tord a reassuring smile, patted his shoulder, and walked off to find Matt. Tom stopped in front of Tord, looking at him. His blue hoodie sleeves were pulled down to his palms.

"I-" Tord began to say.

Tom wrapped his bandaged arms around Tord and pushed his face into the crook of Tord's neck. "Don't ever scare me like that again."

"Wh-What?"

"I thought you died," Tom whispered fearfully. He ran his hands through Tord's hair as if not believing he was alive. "I'm sorry... I'm so sor-"

Tord cut him off with a kiss to the lips. A few people turned to look. Some were disgusted, some were surprised, others were confused.

But neither boys cared.

All they cared about was that they were together.

~Angsty Bonus~

"Check everywhere for any signs he tried to.. y'know." Pat said solemnly to his husband.

Paul nodded and barged into Tord's empty room. He looked around, trying to make sure that Tord actually hadn't tried to kill himself.

But as he opened a drawer, there was a pill bottle. The cap was open and pills were spilling out from it. Paul felt tears in his eyes and he fell to his knees. Pat rushed in, noticed what happened, and hugged his husband close.

"They didn't work," Pat whispered reassuringly. "It's okay, they didn't work..." Even though he said those words, tears ran down his cheeks.