The story of me and you

Chapter 3

Tord's P.O.V
(I apologize in advance for all the P.O.V changes)

I held my good hand to my cheek. He slapped me. It was dead quiet and i watched the anger in Tom's face expression slowly turn to regret. Did he actually feel bad for hitting me?

To test my theory i moved to place my hand on his shoulder. Before i touched him, he hit my hand away. He looked about ready to cry, "I-Im going out for a bit..." His voice was small and trembled a bit. He slightly pushed me as he ran out the door.

Edd cleared his throat and i turned to look at him, "I know where he is going. I will go get him. Stay if you want to. Matt can keep you company...hopefully...if he can't, stay anyways. We need to talk later." He slipped on his hoodie and headed for the door.

I grabbed his hoodie before he closed the door, "Where did Tom go?"

Something in Edd's eyes seemed to click and he sighed, "He went to his save haven. Only i know of the place. And im sure we are both intending on keeping it that way."

I nodded in understatement. Whats the point of a hiding spot if everyone knew it? Edd gave me a nod and left. Sighing a bit i sat on the couch.

"Hey Todd!" I heard the ginger say.

"Tord." I corrected him. Edd better hurry back...

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Edd's P.O.V

I closed the door behind me and sighed heavily. There is gonna be so much shit coming and i know it.

Half ways through my walk It started to rain. I sighed and pulled my hoodie over my head. Thunder struck, "God damnit....Tom better not be stru- OH NO TOM!" I broke out into a sprint. Tom is deathly afriad of thunder. He could never go through a storm without having a mental break down.

I turned at the road off the main highway. Seeing the house in the distance made me speed up. Hold up Tom...im coming...

Nearly kicking down the door to get in i screamed, "TOM! WHERE ARE YOU?!" I heard a quiet wimper from further into the house. I sighed and went to the living room, "Tom! You need to tell me were you are!"

Tom's voice was so quiet and broken i could hardley hear it, "U-Up s-stairs..."

I ran upstairs and looked through every room until i reached the room at the end of the hall way. Thunder struck again and i heard a small squeak come from Tom.

Opening the door quietly i sucked in a sharp breath when i saw Tom with a worn out blanket and hugging himself tightly.

I picked up his shaking body and sat down on the bed holding him close against my chest, "Shhhh Tom.. you're safe. Im here now..." i brushed my fingers through his hair in an attempt to sooth him.

Tom cried into my chest and hugged me tightly. I felt so bad for him. He always acts high and mighty, but he's broken inside. He acts like he doesnt care, but he has the biggest heart. He lives in fear. Alsmost like has hiding something. I think i know a piece of his secret, but i know he has a whole other story hidden away from the world.

I guess i was to deep into thought to notice Tom has calmed down and was playing with my hoodie strings. There was another loud boom outside. Tom tensed and sucked in a sharp breath. Breaking from my thoughts I tightend my grip on him.

He looked up at me and i wiped some tears away with my thumbs, "After the storm we need to talk...okay?"

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Tom's P.O.V