Candy - TomTord AU

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(Warning: This may have violence and or sexual features into this..)

Toms Point of View.

Tord and I were talking for a good three minutes until a male waiter walked over to us. He was a tanned male with brown eyes, and black hair that looked as if he combed and used gel like ten times. And hell I can admit that he is kind of cute. The man gave us the coffees we ordered. He gave me mine and he gave Tord his and walked away. But.. Before he walked away he looked at me with a smile before turning his head and left. Ok I love this place and all but.. That guy creeped me out for a second. Should I tell Tord? I don't know if I should.. But I might as well since he might actually be a creep... "Hey Tord.." I spoke quietly. "Hmm?" Tord turned his head towards me, looking into my eyes, in confusion. "That guy that brought us our coffees stared at me while walking away..." I whispered softly trying not to let anyone hear. Tord gave me a surprised look then turned to a serious one. Oh shit..

"He probably was looking at something else Thomas-" "No he fucking wasn't!" I growled lowly at him. Tord huffed softly and kept staring at me in my little wormholes I called "eyes". "Then just stay close to me. Even if he isn't. Will that make you happy and feel safer.?" Tord asked. I nodded my head yes and took a few sips of my coffee. Ok this coffee is great. "Wow Tord you actually have a good taste in something. Coffee shops." I smirked at him. Tord just rolled his eyes with a slightly amused smile. "Whatever you say, cutie." Tord chuckled, my face going bright red. "Shut up! I don't like being called that!!" I shouted lowly at him. "Oh come on Tom, I can't fool around too apparently?" Tord asked. "N-No that's not what I meant I meant that.. Ugh just change my nickname!" I crossed my arms. "Nope" Tord smirked. I groaned and gave him an annoyed look. "Eat a dick you asshole." I spat out at him. "Naah, I don't wanna.. Maybe later." Tord smirked more and began to laugh. My face turned from a bright shade to a dark shade of red, as I covered my face.

"Bloody hell Tord!" I growled and kept my face hidden. Tord took a few sips from his coffee and giggled. "Oh don't hide from me cutie." Tord smiled. My body froze, as my head lifted up to look at him, now I am just pissed. "Piss off Tord!." I got up and walked to the bathroom to calm down, hearing Tord giggling kind of sadly. Once I got to the bathroom and went to one of the sinks which held a mirror that was engraved into the wall, as I looked at myself in disgust. I now wish we gone to the movies instead, but hey I got called cutie.. Then again I get pissed because it reminds me of my last date. Broke up because of distance. I still remembered his face when we first had a video call. His eyes were a beautiful crystal blue, and his hair was a dirty blonde and he was a pale guy.. His lips were a beautiful cherry like color only it was a little more lighter then a regular cherry. He worn short sleeved shirts with either puns, jokes or something sarcastic. And he worn some gray sweat pants. He was absolutely beautiful. But.. Three months after we broke up he found a different guy, I was happy for him..

I sighed and turned the sink on as warm water poured out. I splashed my face with water and dried it off with some paper towels. It didn't feel nice either.. I threw the paper towel away and began to walk out.. Until the waiter I saw before pushed me inside and pinned me against the wall. My face filled with horror seeing this guy towering above me like this. "Hey there pretty boy~" he leaned down, whispering those words in my ear. I shivered and turned my head away. "G-get off!!" I yelped. The man placed his hand over my mouth and growled. "Shhh.. Don't make a sound.. I wanna make this quick before anyone else comes in, got that pretty boy?" He purred, smiling in a happy bit twisted manner. I tried pushing him off of me, as my eye sockets began to fill with tears, warm tears. I tried screaming but they came muffled, as I squirmed around trying to get free. The guy grabbed my wrists with his free hand and pulled them over my head.

Was this really happening.. Was I gonna get raped? His hand moved away as he kissed me roughly, his teeth started biting hungrily and softly on my bottom lip. I refused to open up as he then forced his tongue inside my mouth. I gaged slightly as I squirmed more. I tried pushing him off me and everything.. I was giving up, letting him do whatever, as I soon heard my muffled cries. His lips formed a smirk as his free hand lifted up my gray flannel, rubbing my chest. He was about to unbutton it until I felt his face tore away from mine. My eyes opened weakly as I saw blurry figured and heard yelling. I felt tired and weak from all this torture. This slavery. I hated it all, I hated everything at this point, as I was still crying softly, tears bursting out of my wormholes called eyes. Then I felt someone picking me up. My vision came a little clearer as Tord was picking me up with a pissed off look. I was still crying as I looked at Tord with my face all red and streaming down with tears like a waterfall would, or a tsunami that bursts through a house or wall.

I held onto him tightly, staying close to him as he walked out of the bathroom and asked Gaby where the manager was...