Dear Blue Jay, Dear Red Bird (TomTord)

grave day

He stood at the entrance of the intimidating building towering before him. He couldn't move. Couldn't bare to see his dead boyfriend laying in a satin coffin covered In roses. Oh how he wished so badly it was him who had died. Oh how he wished he could have saved tom..

Tord was nudged forward by Matt, trying his best to force a smile.

"Go on Tord.. go there for my baby.." Matt smiled at tord. Edd stood behind him, sadness covered the brits expression. Oh how he wished it was him instead of tom..

He sighed, and stumbled into the funeral home

There he stood. In the room filled with pastel blue and pink. Roses were almost everywhere. There were bird prints all over the place, and tord couldn't help but to force a shaky smile.
This was everything tom would have wanted.. every little detail in the correct spot. Oh he wished tom could see this.. but not be dead at the same time..

Tord stood next to the open casket, staring in at his long gone boyfriend

He was pale, with rosy pink cheeks. He wore his pastel pink sweater, that had the large white star on its chest. His chestnut hair was firmly brushed back. He lay peacefully like a sleeping kitten in a woven basket. Laying there in their satin covered sheets. Sleeping off life's problems.

The entire funeral was perfect, fantastic. Everything tom would have wanted. Tord would miss him.. but he was happy tom was free from this cruel world. Free from the killer monsters, with devil horn hair, and emotionless gray eyes. People who tell lies, or offer candy to children, and end up poisoning them. The suicidal souls that are cancerous and contagious.

Away from the people like himself.

(RUSHED AND SHORT, SORRY!)