Wild Side (TomTord)

Chapter 1

:;Tom's POV;:

Wake up.

Drink.

Forget.

Sleep.

Repeat.

This routine has become typical to my life after the two and a half years passed, after the incident with that Commie bastard Tord. But of course, I did get out of it sometimes, like when Edd would invite me over to his apartment to watch movies with Matt. I couldn't deny him since he does so much for me. On nights like those, I wouldn't drink as heavily as I normally would. After all is said and done I would go back to my own cramped place to think about the incident, replaying the memory over and over again-like a song on repeat.

Everything seemed like a blur in those few moments when the large robot was shot clear out the sky by yours truly, but something seemed off. Something that I obviously lost sleep from. I would lay in the comfort of my bed staring up at the ceiling just thinking. Wondering if the man was dead or not, contemplating if he was indeed still alive, and if so, would he try to come back to us again? So many questions, not enough answers.

I slightly shake my head to rid the burning thoughts in the back of my mind, tonight was not the time for them. It was my weekly visit to the bar downtown. Every Friday night I would get out and go to the bar since Edd asked me to get out more, so that was my solution. Of course he didn't didn't mean it like that, but hey at least I'm getting out.

I sigh out at the thought as I pull my blue hoodie over my gray asdf t-shirt, slowly I glance around at what I call a living room before slowly trudging over to the door. I grabbed my keys off their holder near the white wooden frame before reaching a hand to the knob. I glanced down and noticed how pale I really was, not a sickly pale, but pretty damn close. I guess that's what happens when you barely leave your house for just booze and food.

But mostly just for the booze.

I snicker to myself and push the door open and slowly make my out into the brightly lit hall before closing it behind me and walking down the corridor. I passed a few door, not knowing who was living in them and which were unoccupied, but then I crossed one I knew very well. Room 118, Edd's apartment.

I paused to look at his door, wondering if the cola lover was even home, but then I quickly hurried away once I heard footsteps walking inside. Before I could even reach the end of the hall I heard the brit call out my name. "Tom!" He said in a cheery voice as I slowly turned my body to look back at him.

"Hey Edd." I say, stuffing my hands into the warmth of my hoodie pocket.

"I'm glad I caught you," Edd says walking over towards me, "I uh... I need to talk to you about something." He gave me a nervous smile as he rubbed the back of his neck, I just raised my brow in question. This couldn't be good. "Matt and I have been talking, and-"

"Are you two a couple now?" I cut him off already knowing what he was actually going to say, but I honestly didn't want to hear it. I watched as Edd's face turned a dark shade of red right before my 'eyes' as a small smirk plastered onto my features.

He shuffled his feet looking at me, "T-Tom, why would you..." He paused as he face palms realizing what I was doing. I left out a soft chuckle shaking my head at the taller male, "Tom! This is serious!" He exclaims throwing his hands into the air having a slightly annoyed look on his own face.

"Okay, okay. Fine. But I already know what you're gonna say."

"Then what was I going to say?" Edd huffed folding his arms.

"You are going to tell me to stop drinking so much. Am I right?" Edd stood quite, his expression surprised. "That's what I thought. Now, if you'll excuse me..." I trail off turning on my heels to walk away, but before I could even take a step forward, Edd gripped my shoulder tightly.

"Tom... please be careful. I have a bad feeling." I turned my head to the side to look at him. Edd's face was filled with worry, but I haven't seen him like this since Tord was around. I only gave him a slight nod in response before walking the rest of the way down the hall and out the door into the cold night air.

I let out an exhale as I watched my hot breath mix with the air surrounding me, a slight smile pulled at my lips as I kept on walking. The bar I'm heading to is in walking distance, so I never really used my car to get there. Plus, I enjoyed the peaceful streets around me, occasionally a car or two would pass by, but other than that it was pretty quiet.

After a few more minutes of walking, the bar was in sight so I hurried the rest of the way since Edd had made me late to meet Aaron... Oh yeah, I haven't mentioned how I knew one of the bar tenders yet. Well, I made friends with this guy named Aaron a little while ago. Going every Friday around his shift lets us get to know each other pretty well, so we became friends fairly quickly. We would always have a few good laughs before I would head home for the night which was a great thing.

A small half smile appeared on my face as I walked into the somewhat crowded bar, the lights were dim and most people sat around talking with friends having a cold one. There was music drowning the faraway conversations while the close ones were pretty loud, as they were trying to talk over the noise. The far side of the building had booths pressed against it, a dark shade of red as the cushions covers to compliment the dark brown table tops. In the center, plenty of tables sat evenly spaced from each other for just enough room to get through.The dark oak flooring creaked with every step I took, but no one bothered to look my way. When I got the my usual spot, I looked up at the alcohol lining the wall in front of Aaron.

"Hey Aaron." I said simply, but when he turned around it wasn't who I was expecting it to be. The very first thing I had noticed was the male's large bushy eyebrows with a cigar hanging from his lips. I cokced my head to the side, who the hell was this guy?

A/N: So you have made it this far- good job! Anyways thanks for reading this chapter, I know it was slow at first but don't worry it will better soon