Three days (TomTord)

Chapter Twenty Eight - a heart beats through it all

one: Tom hated me and thought I was dead

twenty seven: Tom hated me

Twenty eight: Tom knew I was going to die.

Here's what you need to know.

Pau and Pat had figured out how to either kill Tom or me without being anywhere nearby. They filled our flight to the last seat, and the ones around. They also made sure every other plane wouldn't come or go for the next twenty four hours, meaning Edd would make sure we get on the flight, and I wasn't going to explain anything to him. The seats Tom and I were sitting in had a difference: the outside seat didn't have a life vest. How would this affect us?

The plane was going to crash of course, they knew the pilot.

However, they're smarter than to kill everyone. The flight is so precisely 'crashing' that as long as you have your vest, you're good. They're expecting Tom to sit on the end because I told them he would. I told them that I would let him die without a thought, since they didn't know that Tom always got the window seat.

If you don't believe this would happen, remember that the airline is named after a coke.

The plan: save Tom and everyone on the plane by dying. If I died, Pau and Pat would have no reason to harm anyone else.

This of course would mean I die, but let's not talk about that, I'm trying not to think about it.

Oh and you must know. I'm telling this story from right after the crash. After that I have no clue what is to happen next, so after this, you will know just as little as me.

Let us begin.

We arrived early at eight. We were all hyper due to the lack of sleep. We all had more energy without sleep weighing us down.

We made it past 'security'. I put quotation since we just had to walk past a long hallway. Their policy was "if you already came from somewhere, you can go back with ease!"

Seriously, did the government even KNOW about this place?

I joked laughing at it, and turned to the three. Tom huffed and turned around. He'd been shunning me all day. It hurt like a mother fucking bullet.

Eventually Edd noticed, sent Matt so ask Tom questions, and walked behind to keep up with me.

"Hey, you and Tom were inseparable, what happened??"

I sighed, looked up at him getting ticked at edd's boyfriend, and looked at Edd himself.

"We broke up."
"You were together??!"
"Yeah. It was great honestly, best day of my life."
"So why'd you split?"

"He thought I was still a part of 'the' army."

Edd, being fully aware of my past conditions, gasped and put his hand on my shoulder in pity.

"Tord, I'm sorry, but that's it? That's what broke you up?"

"Oh well, there has to be more to it, I assume he isn't as shallow to only break up for that."

"Tord, you have to get him! Win him back, live happily ever after! Do it for the readers!" Edd said winking at you."

"Are you serious? Edd id sell both my arms and replace them with twigs to get him back! But it's just set in stone, no matter where, or when,"

I looked up at Tom laughing with Matt. He threw his head up with his eyes closed and mouth wide. Regaining his breath, he looked down at me, glared not intensely, and looked away.

", toms always hate tords."

With a deep sigh Edd patted my back.

Love was a killer.