I still hate you (Tom x Tord. eddsworld)

Chapter 4

"Well, I guess it's time for me to leave." Tord said pointing at the door behind him. He was going to move into the house across the street. "Finally." Said Tom looking away while crossing his arms. "Tom, stop being so rude!" Edd kinda yelled at Tom. "It isn't my fault he isn't likable..." Tom mumbled under his breath. Tord looked at Tom, either sad or disappointed. I honestly feel kinda bad for Tord...should I though? He did blow up our old house...and almost killed us... Edd thought. "We'll never forget you, Todd!" Matt said sadly yet kinda still cheerful. "You do know I'm just moving across the stree-" "-or your memory eraser gun!" Matt held a red gun in his hand happily. When Tord seen the gun, he looked like he just woke up from a bad dream. no- a nightmare. He quickly took it away from Matt. "Is...everything alright, Tord?" Edd asked looking a bit confused. Tord seemed to go back to his 'normal' self. "Ah, it's nothing Edd! Don't worry." Tord replied somewhat cheerfully. "Well, okay..."

Tom was now sitting in his room playing with Susan- er- his bass. music filled the room every time he hit a string. But, every now and then he'd mess up, which is kinda weird. Then, there was a knock on his door, the door opened. It was Edd. "Hey Tom, do you want come visit Tord in his new house?" It took a moment for Tom to reply. "No." Edd didn't bother to try to get Tom to visit Tord, and just said, "Okay, if you say so...me and Matt will be over there if you need us." The door shut.
Tom sat there for a few minutes, not even playing with his bass anymore. Just, thinking. Thinking about what you may ask? This is a TomTord fanfic what do you expect? Sunshine, lollipops and- I'm getting off track. He was thinking about Tord. But, not in a 'weird way'. He was just trying to figure out the puzzle that he left out unfinished for far too long. He felt like, something was missing. Something of Tord, something of
himself.

Tom knocked on Tord's door. Tord answered the door, in the background he could hear a movie going on. Probably return of the zombie pirates from hell 6. "Hey Tord, we need to talk." Tom said looking at Tord's eyes. While looking at them, he noticed something off about one eye, it seemed to be a different colour of red. "Sure, what about?" Tord looked a bit confused. What could Tom possibly want? He thought to himself. "I have a few questions for you." As soon as Tom said that, Tord seemed to get a bit worried. But, not enough for Tom to notice. "They are...?" "First question, why are one of your eyes a different red then the other?" Tord seemed to have calmed down. Tord cleared his throat. "Coloured contact...Not that I need it though..." Tom seemed confused "What do you mean?" "...I'm blind in that eye. So, I wear a coloured contact. So I look more...'normal'. Even though I am way past 'normal' with this robotic arm and these scars..." They were silent for a moment. "Okay...second question, why did you look so...weird when you seen your memory eraser gun?" Tord was silent for what seemed like forever. He looked like he just seen a ghost, from the past. "Tord?" Tord snapped back to reality. "It's nothing, Tom." Tord tried reassure Tom while faking a smile. Tom noticed his fake smile. "Tord." Tom spoke in a demanding tone. He crossed his arms. Tord stopped fake smiling. "Bad memories...that's all...is there any more questions?" Tom decided that was enough, plus it was getting dark. "I guess I'm done. See ya Tord." Tom started walking back to his house, while Tord watched him walk into it. In till be could no longer see Tom. Tord closed the door.

"What was that all about, Tord?" Edd asked looking at him. He was sitting on a couch in a kinda empty living room, With a TV in front. "I didn't quite hear, but you were out there for awhile." "It was just Tom." Tord replied walking back to the couch, sitting by Edd. Making Edd move closer to Matt, he didn't seem to notice. "What did Tim want?" Matt asked. "Tom" Tord corrected him. "Right, Tom. What did he want?" "...He just..." Tord stayed silent for a moment. "He just wanted to see how we were doing, that's all!" Tord did his fake smile thing again. But neither Edd nor Matt seemed to notice.

After awhile, Edd and Matt left Tord's new house. Leaving him alone. Tord went into his room, it was very empty. The only thing that was in there was a bed, a little bedside table and a window above the table. On the table, was the memory eraser gun. Tord hesitated before taking the gun and staring at it. More and more memories flew into his head the more he looked at it. He wanted those memories to be gone, but he didn't at the same time. He threw the gun into a closet and slammed the door. Tord removed his cold robotic arm and put it on the bedside table. He laid on his bed, trying to sleep. It seemed like forever in till he drifted into his sleep.

You regret what you've done, don't you Tord?