TordxReader : Old Friends

Nightmare pt.3

(Re-Cap)

"...I heard a cackling, coming from somewhere off in the distance. It sounded so familiar, to that, of the one I used to call my big brother. The one who favored his sharp pointed weapons, above all else.

It was... T-tom?"

____________________________________________________

Tom... it was Tom?! He shot me? B-but, I thought I could trust him, but he betrayed me. And what, just to destroy Tord? To demolish his entire world, and take away from him what he loved and valued over everything else?

He must have realized, that to get break his arch nemesis, meant he had to do the unthinkable. Get rid of what kept him sane.

To kill me...meant he'd succeed in killing Tord. So he had no other choice, I'm guessing, than to get rid of me. But who would have thought, that the person I knew as my big brother and best friend, would go and kill me. Even if it meant killing what kept him strong too.

Why was I born into this crazy, stupid, messed up reality? Why did everything I love, have to disappear right before my eyes? It's just not fair.

He not only took me from Tord, he also took Tord...from me. The thing I loved most in this retched world, taken away by my eyes slowing closing, never to open again to see the eyes of my loved one.

I screamed at him, tears falling from my eyes. But he couldn't hear me. No one could. It was like I was a ghost, already gone, but still there. I tried to go back to my body, but it was no use. It was so damaged, that I just.. couldn't.

I felt myself cry harder. I don't know how hard I tried to get back, but no matter my strength; I couldn't make it back; To Tord, to Paul ,and Pat; I was gone, and I had to face that reality.

A gust of wind swept me off the ground, carrying me who knows where. I covered my face with my arms, and closed my eyes for a split second. And then black appeared once again. Enclosing me in it's dark abyss.

I awoke, with a gasping for breath, for air. The clock read 3:25am. The guys were still asleep, and I didn't want to alarm them. So I sat there, on my bed, hugging my knees close to my chest. I silently wept to myself, knowing that my dream.. no, nightmare, felt so real.

What were they trying to tell me? That Tom's going to betray me in the near future? That I'm going to lose everyone and everything I love? No, I wont believe this.. Or maybe, maybe these "dreams" are repressed memories, from a time long forgotten.

Whatever it was, I didn't like the looks of it, and I did not want this to happen. I have to find a way to change the course of events that lead up to that.. that horrible nightmare of a future. I can't let it come true. No matter what.