After The End Of It (TomTord)

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(A/N thank you to the 8 people who read the last chapter! After this updates will be more frequent.)

What's wrong Tomas, u scared?

Go away Tord. I have a gun so don't try anything

No you don't. And you wouldn't have the balls to shoot me

   All the color drained form Toms face. how would Tord know that he had no weapons at all in his room? The closest thing to a weapon that he had were empty beer bottles.

Go away

Make me

   Toms teeth clenched in anger. His face was pale and he was sweating all over, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over him. The only way Tord could know that Tom was helpless is if he was here, by the apartments.
   Then he had an idea. An idea that would let him pinpoint Tords location. Tom quickly dialed the number that Tord was texting him by and pressed the call button. There was a faint ringing coming from down the hall, seemed to be by Edds room.
   By now Tom had released what's going on. He snuck by Edds room and pulled the door open quietly, seeing Matt and Edd laughing over the phone, making a echo on Toms own phone. He hung up and walked over to Matt and Edd.
"BOO!"
   Tom shouted, making both boys jump in fear, Matt screeching like a pterodactyl. Tom laughed so hard little tears formed in the corner of his eyes. After a few seconds Edd and Matt were laughing to, knowing it was just Tom.
"You gotta admit, we got you there for a minute!"
   Matt smiled at Tom, knowing he and Edd had definitely pranked Tom good.
"Yeah, you guys got me. It was a good prank, a dick move but a good prank."
   Tom replied, shoving Matt back playfully.
"Just a prank bro" Edd shrugged.
"Well, thanks for that guys, I needed to laugh a little."
   Tom gave them a crooked smile and started to walk back to his room. It felt different now that they all had separate apartments.
"Tom, wait."
   Tom heard Edds voice behind him. Tom stopped, knowing how the conversation was going to turn out.
"Yeah?"
    Tom turned around, plastering on a fake smile.
"Tom, were worried about you."
    Edda said with a concerned look on his face.
"Edd, I'm fi-"
   He was interrupted by a angry Edd.
"Don't pull that 'I'm fine' crap with me, Tom. Don't you know we care about you? Don't you think I don't notice that you've been down lately? I've also noticed all the empty beer cans in your room, the blood stains on your carpet, and depression pills that cover your kitchen table! Tom, you need to realize that I'm here for you!"
   Edd was practically yelling towards the end, panting for breath. Tom was taken back at The harshness in Edds voice.
"Edd..."
"..."
"How did it come to this, Tom?"
   Edd looked up at him, his eyes filled with sadness.
"Edd, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were so worried..."
"How could I not be worried about you? After the 'incident' all you've done is mope around your room and drink!"
   Edd yelled angrily. Tom chuckled.
"Listen. I've been trying to deal with this whole 'incident' thing, and I'm doing better! So Edd, please don't be worried."
   Tom placed a comforting hand on Edds shoulder. Edd looked up at him, smiling a bit.
"Night Edd."
   Tom said as he opened the door to his apartment.
"Night Tom."

(A/N I hate this chapter >:(
lol at least it's longer)