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Suicide-TomTord-Sad

(Tord's p.o.v)

Freak. Monster. Traitor. Murderer. Those thoughts echoed around in my head, stuck in an endless loop. The incident was 10 years ago. And I still hated myself. Edd welcomed me back with open arms, even after I killed his neighbour, after I almost killed his friend... My friend. Matt... Couldn't remember. But Tom? He HATED me.

And to be quite honest, I couldn't blame him. Tom had EVERY RIGHT to hate me. And he did. I smiled. Soon it would be over, though. Soon... I wouldn't be around and everything would be ok! No, I wasn't going to up and leave... I was going to leave the world entirely. I was going to end my life.

Edd, he might be upset, but not much.
Matt, he would forget in a few days.
But Tom... He would celebrate, dance on my grave.

I quickly wrote a note to the others and set it on my bed in the room Tom and I shared. Tears begun to blur my vision as I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a knife off of the counter and walked towards the bathroom. I poked my head into our room and saw the Jehovah's Witness sleeping peacefully. I smiled softly as tears begun to fall.

I walked towards him and quickly kissed his cheek. "Goodbye... Tom... I love you..." I left the room and entered the bathroom. I looked at the knife in my hand. I was starting to have second thoughts about this... No! Just DIE already, you fucking traitor! They don't care about you! Especially him! Screamed the voice in my head.

I sat in the empty bathtub, the knife close to my chest, right in front of my heart. Tears were flowing like a stream down my face now. My grip on the knife tightened as I prepared to plunge the knife into my chest. Then the bathroom door swing open. I heard a familiar voice screaming at me.

"TORD!! STOP!!"

I looked up. Standing in the doorway was none other than Tom, the man I had fallen head over heels for. Tears fell down his face, for a reason unknown to me. "I though... You wanted this..." I whispered, my knuckles turning white, the knife still above my heart.

"Please... Tord... Don't do this..." Tom said softly. My grip on the knife began to loosen as the man in the blue hoodie cried. "B-but Tom... I-I thought..." I started. "God damn it, Tord, I fucking love you, ok?! I pretended I hated you, But I didn't! I love you, Tord, damn it!" he shouted. "I love you too, Tom..." I said quietly. The knife clattered to the ground as I started sobbing uncontrollably.

Tom knelt down beside me and embraced me. I buried my head in his sweater, still sobbing.

"Shh... It's ok, Tord... Everything is ok..." Tom whispered. All I could do is let out choked sobs in response. I was begining to fall asleep. As my eyes fluttered closed, I heard Tom whisper, "I love you, Tord..." "I love you too..."

I actually cried writing this... Sorry if da feels gotcha. See you all in the next chaper~!