Ambivalent -~-TordEdd Fanfic [OLD]

Chapter 23

~+Edd's P.O.V+~

Tears stung at my eyes as Tord walked away, leaving me standing in the middle of the hallway. I felt my heart shatter into millions of pieces. It hadn't even been three days.

A hand rested on my shoulder. I looked up, seeing Tom, who had his hair in front of his eye.

"Don't worry, you're my friend," He smiled. I smiled back, wiping away my tears.

"Th-Thanks, Tom."

"No problem, Edd. Could you get me some bandages? I-" Tom's expression dropped, "Actually, you know what happened."

I nodded and rushed to the nurse's  office, almost tripping over my untied shoelaces multiple times.

After a few minutes, I arrived at the nurse's office. I Hadn't been here too much, since I always tried to avoid fights. They just weren't my thing. I'd accidentally gotten myself into a fight before, and needless to say, it wasn't pretty.

"Hello..." The nurse paused.

"Edd. I haven't been here yet," I politely responded.

"Alright, Edd. What may I get for you?"

"My friend needs some bandages."

"Ah. Alright," The nurse smiled, heading over to her cabinet and looking through it, "I have a roll of bandages I could give you. Would that work?"

"Yeah! That'll work. Thanks," I smiled, taking the roll of bandages and heading back to Tom. 

***

The next few months before Christmas break were rather... stressful. Tord barely spoke a word to me and overall, he just didn't act the same. He didn't really talk to anyone, he disappeared for long periods of time every day almost, and whenever I asked him if something was wrong, he'd just say "Nothing's wrong, stop bugging me."

At the moment, I was in my last class, which I shared with Matt, Tom, and Tord. We were supposed to be listening for our names to be called so we would be assigned groups for a trimester assignment, which was a bank heist. Instead, Matt, Tom, and I were messing around and talking.

"Edd, please come forward," The teacher harshly spoke. All of us stopped for a second, looking at each other. I got up and walked up to the front of the classroom.

"Face your classmates," The teacher spoke again. I turned around, looking at everyone. A few kids in the back were giggling, and a few kids in the front just didn't look at me. "If you have so much time to talk in the middle of class, then you'll have enough time to talk to your group about how you'll perform your heist," The teacher hissed, "I was going to allow another one of your group members to be the leader, but it seems you'd prefer to be in charge."

"N-No ma'am I-" The teacher glared at me and I cut myself off.

The teacher sighed, looking at her list, "I don't even know what I was thinking when I made this group..." She looked up, "When I call your name, please come up to the front of the class and stand next to Edd," Her voice droned, "Tom. Matt."

Tom and Matt both walked to the front of the classroom and stood beside me. All of us looked at each other for a second before facing the classroom again.

"And..." The teacher squinted at her list, "Tord."

My attention turned to the corner where Tord was sitting. He sat there in shock for a second before getting up, pulling his sleeve down over his wrist and walking over to us. He stood next to Matt as the teacher looked at her list again.

"You'll be going to Florida, since if we all robbed the same city, we'd have a higher chance of getting caught. The address and plane tickets will be sent to you shortly and you're assigned to go tomorrow." 

All of us looked at the teacher and nodded before heading back to our seats. The teacher read off the rest of the names for the other groups before dismissing us. Everyone excitedly ran out of the classroom, trying to talk to all of their group members. My group split up. We really should've been trying to discuss what we'd do since our heist was literally tomorrow, but none of us seemed like we wanted to. Tord had run back to our dorm, not even grabbing any textbooks or anything from his locker.

When I opened the door to our dorm, Tord was facing away from me, sitting on the bed. Although, something was different. He was crying.

There were rolls of bandages scattered across the floor, and a few blood-stains on the ground. Those were enough clues for me to figure out what was happening

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Oof, I wasn't expecting to finish this one early, but I did, so I decided I might as well publish it now just so y'all don't have to wait. I can most likely get another out tomorrow if I start on it today. 

Anyways, This note-thing is going to be kind of short since I have to get out of my pajamas and get read for Drama-Club practice for school and stuff-

Until next time-