Du er mitt alt~ (Tord x Reader)

Chapter Fourteen

You were having dinner with Edd, Matt, and Tord. It was the same day you had talked to Edd about Tom.

You had talked to Tom and apologized for hurting his feelings, in which he had said, "It's fine," but it didn't sound like he meant it.

He only ate when you weren't around, so that's why you were hanging out with everyone here: so he could eat something for the day and he could have some time alone.

Matt was tapping his foot. "Hey, Matt, what's up?" you asked him. "You seem very fidgety."

"Oh, yeah, just thinking about something," he mumbled.

"Alright. You let me know if it's serious, 'kay?" you asked.

"Mhm," Matt nodded in response, still tapping his foot against the hardwood floor.

Tord was sitting next to you, eating and chatting with Edd, who was across from you and next to Matt.

Everyone was enjoying their dinner, until Matt said something that surprised everyone. "Tom likes (y/n)!" he exclaimed, sighing in relief to get that off of his chest. He stopped tapping his foot and looked up nervously at everyone staring at him.

Edd looked at you worriedly. You returned the glance, only to look at Tord next.

Tord seemed surprised, but then he was angry. "That true?" he demanded.

"Y-yeah," Matt flinched under Tord's icy gaze. "Th-that's what I o-over heard..."

Tord's vision swooped over Edd and you. Tord growled, his thick Norwegian accent melting your heart and distracting you from backing Tom up.

Thankfully, Edd stepped in. "It's okay! It's okay," he tried to reassure Tord, who was leaving the table.

You snapped out of you trance and said, "I told him I liked him as a brother, don't worry!" you exclaimed, but Tord didn't seem to hear. He was too busy replying to Edd.

"It's not okay! She's my girlfriend! Not Tom's!" Tord panicked, frantically waving his arms. "Stupid Jehovah's Witness!" he mumbled, dashing over to the door, leaving the house, and slamming the door on his way out.

'Where's Tord going? This is his house so the only other logical place to go would be my house. I was right,' you thought guiltily. 'Tord would hurt Tom if he found out. But how did Matt find out? Did he overhear? Probably when Edd and I were talking; I should have been more careful!'

You followed Edd, who was chasing Tord to your house. 'Uh oh,' you thought. 'I didn't lock the door!'

You saw Tord disappear into the house, Edd on his heels screaming, "Stop! Don't touch Tom!"

You made it into the house to see Tom pinned against the wall by a very angry-looking Tord. Edd was frantically waving his arms, trying to reason with Tord.

Tord kicked Tom in the gut and released his arms, causing Tom to fall onto the hard, cool tile of the kitchen.

"Ow...." Tom groaned, holding his stomach.

Tord was about to kick Tom again, but Edd dragged him out of the way.

"Hey! Let me take care of him!" Tord yelled at Edd, winding back his arm to punch Edd in the face.

There wasn't time to pull Edd out of the way or reason with Tord, so you just jumped in front of them, bracing yourself.

You took a punch to the face, and a sharp kick to the your side, which also happened to knock the wind out of you.

You fell to the ground, Tord realizing who he had hit.

"(Y/n)! I'm so sorry!" Tord exclaimed, falling to his knees and wrapping his arms around you.

You glared at him, using one of your hands to try to catch the blood pouring out of your nose and down face.

Tord saw you and his eyes widened in terror at what he'd done.

"(Y/n).... I...." Tord gasped, at a loss for words.

You crawled over to Edd, who had made sure Tom was okay and was now staring at Tord, his eyes narrowed disapprovingly.

"(Y/n).....?" Tord choked out, his eyes still widened in shock.

"Why did you hurt Tom? Just because he likes me, doesn't mean you can go and hurt him. It's not like you own me or anything! You're so selfish! You were mean to him once before, and you're being mean to him again. I guess some people just don't change....." You trailed off, due to your rapid blood loss and sudden lightheadedness. As you spoke, some of the blood that permeated the lower half of your face dripped into your mouth, making you have to spit every ten seconds. You covered your nose with your hands, but it was no use, the blood kept coming.

"(Y/n), I'm sorry!" Tord exclaimed, trying to get closer to you.

You shuffled closer to Edd, who wrapped his arms around you in protection. Tom glared at Tord, glancing over at you occasionally to see if you were alright.

You tried to stand up and look down at Tord, but your lightheadedness increased drastically and you wobbled.

The blood dripped onto the tile, warm and sticky. The stench of it was very strong, making you queasy.

Your vision blurred and black inched its way into your vision. The darkness grew until you could barely see, and everything you heard was echoing.

"(Y/n)! Are you alright?" Edd called, but you couldn't hear. The echoing was replaced with ringing that drowned out everything, and your vision went completely black.

The only thing you could feel was the warm blood covering your face, hands, neck, and chest.

You felt the blood, along with a sharp pain in your head and shoulder as you fell, hitting the ground with a loud thud that you still couldn't hear.

You soon couldn't feel anything, your consciousness slipping away.