Why do i love you?

Bullet

(The picture up top hit me in the feels when I saw it, and also, the song that Tom is singing is called Bullet by Hollywood Undead.  I don't know why but I love the song.  It's so morbid but also somehow really damn happy.  XD  Check it out on YouTube.)

Tom sat on the roof of his apartment building, one of Tord's guns and an empty bottle Smirnoff beside him beside him, Susan in his hand.  He started playing a simple tune, his hands never straying from the strings.

"My feet are dangling off the edge, the bottom of the bottle is my only friend, a bottle full of pills didn't work again and I'm gone, gone, gone.", he sang.

As he sang he inched further over the edge, hearing the sound of a car pulling up, probably Edd or Matt seeing his text and coming up to save him.  He finished the song, setting Susan aside and holding the gun to his head.  The door to the roof burst open, but instead of Edd or Matt yelling his name, it was the one he hated the most.  He almost pulled the trigger right there.

"What do you want Commie?", he growled, turning around. 

Tord had tears streaming down his face, and it looked like he had run as fast as he possibly could, his breathing laboured, "Tom, don't do this."

"Why do you care?  I thought you hated me, that you wanted, me dead.", Tom said, tears pricking the corner of his eyes.

Tord sniffed, "Thomas, I never wanted you dead!  You know how when you're in a car, and it's pouring down rain, you go under a bridge and everything stops?  Everything goes silent and it's almost peaceful.  Then you finally get from under the bridge, and everything hits you a little harder than before.  Thomas...You were my bridge."

Tom was silent, the words hitting him somewhere in his frozen heart.  The dam broke and he dropped the gun onto the ground of the roof, stumbling off the ledge and towards Tord, sobbing.  Tord rushed forward, bringing Tom into his arms.  It started raining, the cloudy sky above opening up and crying with them.  Tom cried into Tord's tattered red hoodie, releasing the months of sorrow he had bottled up into it. 

Edd and Matt burst up the stairwell, expecting a dead Tom, instead met with a solemn Tord holding a unconscious Tom, both of them soaked.  Edd was the first to speak.

"Tord?!  What are you doing here?!", he yelled.

Tord looked towards them, his stormy grey eye looking towards them, the other covered by an eye patch, "Saving my love's life."

"Love?!  You left him!  You left us!  You nearly killed us!", Edd yelled.

All of them were soaked by now, but still Tord held Tom close, "Those were orders that I had to take, and yes, I nearly killed you.  But I didn't.  And because I showed weakness we are all alive.  If I didn't follow orders, every single one of us would be dead."

Edd and Matt couldn't reply, and looked down guiltily.  Tord quickly grabbed Susan and his gun, bringing Tom inside.  He set down the man on the couch, taking off his baggy sweater and shoes and wrapping him in a blanket.  Edd and Matt went to their own apartments to get changed, Tord simply taking off his pants and putting on a pair of Tom's, as well as a sweater.  He sat down on the couch, laying Tom's head on his lap.

"Oh Thomas.  I never should have left."