Edd and Matt were going through the rubble of what use to be their house. One of the things that survived was a framed photo of Tord and Matt. Matt picked it up and stared down at it.
How, fucking, could he? Matt thought. Memories ran through his mind. The memory of him hitting Matt in the eye. The robot. Tord saying 'Ha, friends? What would I need friends for?'
Anger rose through Matt. He threw the frame as hard as he could on the ground. The frame shattered. Edd jumped and turned around quickly. He walked over to Matt, obviously confused. He saw the photo.
Matt was panting. You could tell that he was holding back tears. He stared at the ground. Edd pulled him into a hug. Matt didn't fight, but didn't hug back. Edd hug him as tight as possible. Mat could no longer hold back tears.
'How could I have ever liked him? How could I have ever had a crush on him? He used us. He played me. I gave him my body.' Matt's tears poured out. He hugged Edd back and put his face in Edd's shoulder.
The images of Tord the night they had slept together popped into Matt's head. He didn't want to remember. He thought about how he had called Tom stupid. He regretted everything to do with Tord.
Matt felt Edd rub his back. Matt pulled away. He took a deep breath. Edd looked at him silently.
"I want something to eat." Matt said. He sniffed up his gross snot. Edd nodded and lead Matt to the car.
