You Can't Forget

17

"RED LEADER WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!!!!!"

Tord sat up in his bed, his dream forgotten. Screaming echoed throughout his room. The door was open and someone was yelling at him from the doorway. The warehouse was pitch black.

"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!? WHERE ARE THE LIGHTS!?"

"THOMAS IS KILLING EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!" who ever was at the door ran away.

Tord leapt out of the bed and dashed out the door. People were running and screaming. No gunshots could be heard. Either they couldn't find Tom or they didn't want to fire blindly- smart. He stepped into the chaos and fought his way over to a set of stairs leading up to a walkway that passed over the entire warehouse. He flew up the stairs, nearly running over several boys. He ran to the middle of the walkway and looked down. Despite the darkness he could see men and boys running in every direction. Some of them had blood on them. He scanned the floor, searching for---- A skinny shirtless man with wild spiky hair ran through a group of boys with a knife in hand. It was Tom. He was fast and easy to miss. He sliced one of the boy's throats with the knife and he fell dying on the ground.

"TOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!" Tom froze. Tord jumped over the railing, climbing down the various support beams to the ground. When he was about twenty feet from the ground he dropped down, landing on the body of the boy in front of Tom. He hit the ground and rolled, distributing the shock. He was lucky he wasn't hurt- or dead. Tom stared in shock. Tord took advantage of the moment and snatched the knife, knocking Tom to the ground.

"TORD TORD TORD!!!!!!" Paul ran up to them, Patryk in tow.

Tord sat on Tom's chest, still in his boxers. He pinned him down with his knees. "PAUL EXPLAIN! NOW!"

"THOMAS FREAKED OUT-"

"CLEARLY!!!! MEET ME IN MY ROOM NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Tord got off of Tom and dragged him to his feet. Tom didn't struggle but he didn't move either. Tord picked him up, bridal style, and carried him back to his room (oh). He threw him on the bed and held the knife to his throat. The lights then came on and Tord could see Tom perfectly.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!" Tom was soaked in blood. His "eyes" were wide open, blood splattered in the corners. He was covered in bruises and cuts, but the blood that bathed his body wasn't his own. "HOW MANY OF MY MEN DID YOU KILL YOU SI-"

"You did this," Tom spoke, barely above a whisper.

"YOU STABBED EVERYONE IN THE RED ARMY!!!!!"

"You told me too."

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?"

"You told me to accept it- to embrace it. So that's what I did. I'm not staying here. I don't care what you do to me- I'm going to go free."

"I DIDN'T MEAN STAB ME AR-"

"You told me to prove myself. To make them see I was strong. You told me I was like you. That my mind has left me." Tom looked up at Tord. "So why are you mad? I did what you wanted."

Tord was silent. Holy shit, he went to far- He broke Tom! No no no, he didn't want Tom to think like he did! Then he would be unfazed by everything! Oh god, oh god-

"You said you cared about how I feel. You said you care about me. You said you hurt me as a show of power- So why aren't you happy? I did it for you Tord.

What the fuck is happening-

"To show you how strong I am. To show you that you don't need to kill me. Or hurt me. What do you want Tord?"

That came from nowhere-

"More than anything? To kill me? To hurt me? To make me like you? Or do you just want me?"

"Erm"

"You want me don't you? As a PET. you want me as your PRISONER. To do whatever you want to. You want me to never leave- so you can hurt me, talk to me, make me a soldier, I don't even WANT to know what else."

"Tom-"

"DON'T YOU 'TOM' ME" Tom grabbed the knife ripping it away from Tord. At that moment Paul walked in.

"Red le-"

"GET OUT!!!!!!!" Tom screeched and threw the knife at Paul. It stuck in the wall next to his head.

"G-go!" Tord stuttered.

Paul ran out, wide eyed, confused as to WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING.

"You care about me don't you? Maybe not in a normal way- in fact- Your pretty fucked up. But, you care... You care how I feel. You care about the state of my mind. You want to make it seem like you love me, and on the inside you tell yourself that you only care because you want to hurt me- But deep down, you CARE-"

"I- I- I-"

Tom then grabbed Tord and knocked him down on the bed. He got on top of him, pinning him down. Tord lightly blushed.

"OH YOU FUCKING WEIRDO PIECE OF SHIT!!! YOU ACTUALLY DO CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And at that moment, Patryk walked in. He stared wide eyed.

                                                     -Pat's Pov-

I heard yelling, so I ran back into Tord's room. And what I found will never leave me- Tom and Tord both were in their boxers. Tom had Tord pinned down onto the bed and Tord wasn't even struggling.... He was even blushing...... Oh my god- Pau and I were right... Oh my god oh my god oh my god.......

"PATRYK GET THE FUCK OUT AND SHUT THE DOOR IM BUSY!!!!!!" OOOOOOH OK THEN!! I instantly left and slammed the door. I'll admit, I've questioned my leader's sanity before, but this? Thomas just ran around stabbing people after being tortured and forced to kill a kid and now....... Now he and Tord were in a bed having...... having....... relations!?!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yeah ok- I love making characters insane- It's fun. SO THIS WAS AN EVENTFUL CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!! I haven't slept in five days--------- I'm pretty sure this is bad- Jesus Christ------ SORRY PAT XD