Forgiven Sorrows

Army

It had been a few days since he had woken up, he could feel his new arm, but he knew something was gonna happen...

Knock knock

Tord got up from the couch and answered the door

Pat and Paul were standing outside, waiting for him

"O-oh, hey, guys...?"

Pat walked up to Tord and put his hand on his shoulder

"We need you back at the Army Base..now."

"What?! Why?!"

Paul grabbed Tord by his fake, technological, arm

"What happened here?!"

"Oh.. That.... It's nothing.."

"It's not 'nothing', HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!"

"Guys calm down, it's just a robot arm."

Then again, Pat and Paul did raise him, so of course they would be worried about his new arm

"Guys, guys, please, calm down."

"Fine, but we really need you back at base."

"Why can't you handle it yourselves?!"

"The enemies are attacking and we need a leader like you."

"I can't do anything right, just, one of you can be the new leader, okay?!"

"But, To-"

Tord slammed the door behind him as he slid his back down to the floor against the door

Tears were slowly rushing down his cheeks like streams of sorrow

Tom walked out of his room to see what all of the noise was about

Tom looked over at Tord, crying on the floor, and walked over to him

"Hey, Tord, what's wrong?"

"WH- NOTHING, nothing, nothing important, sorry for causing you trouble."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm ok."

"You don't look okay..."

"Tom, I'm okay, just go back to your room."

"Okay...."

"I'm sorry."