Tom x Tord Demons of Chaos

Chapter 16

(It's 7:54 in the morning in April. And I have to take 8th grade STARR testing today. Yesterday I took Math. And it was soooooo easy. I think I only had problems on two questions. And that was a multiple choice and a freakin grid able. Today I'm taking reading. I've always gotten A's in fucking reading. So this shit... I'm about to boom 8th grade man! But, I've learned that you can't get to cocky. So let's see what happens. ;-; )

Tom POV
My breathe is shaky. I feel tord lift up his head to speak.
"So... in the time we were gone. The apocalypse happened." He says squinting his eyes to see me better.
"But... wasn't there already a zombie apocalypse." I say in annoyances.
"... yeah. I know there was a zombie invasion. I.... I was there. Now we really need to get to base." Tord says as he chuckles nervously.
"...I know you must have a home, to were you went to for like 10 years. But why do you call it base?" My breathing was steadier. I love tord. But I learned a long time ago how to control my breathing.
"I call it base because... because I literally live in a base." He says smacking my chest a bit.
".. l-like a shelter home?" I say pitiful.
"What!?! No. I'm the leader of the entire base... I am the red leader." Tord says, and i feel the need to make this dramatic.

The red leader. Is your boyfriend!?!? Damn. Remember when you said the red leader is important. Ha. Isn't he important now~.

I ignore what tomska says and continue with the drama.
"You!?!? I thought you were a boss at a convenient store...!" I say surprised.
"Well, that was convenient..." tord says trying to lighten the mood. Ever since we were little he knew puns didn't make me feel better. He was trying to make me think about edd.
"We aren't going to base." I say with as little information as possible.
"What? Yes we are!" Tord kinda yells. His voice growing.
"No! I need to check in on Edd!" I was so upset that I didn't realize my voice grow as well.
"Wh-... tom! Did you not hear the men say 'apocalypse'. Apocalypse usually means survival to the fittest. Tom were on our own. Having more people in the group means for food and w-" I cut him off. My voice the loudest it can get while in this vent.
"IT MeAns more ideas... it means the more of a fraction that we will survive instead of dying. A bunch if people. A bunch of people getting food, water. Shelter... you have shelter. There are a ton of houses. And as soon as we get back we can live in the base. With Edd and Matt." I say sincerely. I know why Edd tried to do to me. But, he's my friend. I have to at least try. Maybe he'll forgive me.
"... fine. But let's just go to base and tell everyone I'm alive, so everyone doesn't fight to the death over who's the next leader. And while we're there we can pack food and water for us."
I didn't want to go. I wanted to leave this place now. And hurry and find Edd. That's just what I wanted to do.
"...okay...." I say. But I was obviously lying. If anyone couldn't tell.

Everyone could tell. If everyone in the world could hear your thoughts you would be in a mental institution.

"Shut the fuck up tomska!" I yell. Tord looks at me obviously wondering about the monster inside my head.
"Tomska... you mentioned him once... he- he lives in you head?" Tord was hesitant when he asked me. I answer as trusting as I can. Considering that i would be with this guy for the rest of my life.
"Uhh... I guess so, since he has no where else to go."

"Was he the one telling you to kill Paul...?" Tord says a little slower than I would like him too. He had this time in his voice. It wasn't a good one. It was a disgusted tone as well, as his face.

Yes, it was all me. I was the one whispering things into your head. The one telling you to rip his throat out.

I was hesitant on answer this. I didn't know how tord would react for me telling him that the monster inside my head was telling me to kill one of his best men. As I assume. "Y-yes."
Tord stares at me. Then speaks "its a success." Tord smiles. At first I don't know why he smirks, of something so horrible. Then I remember.

He's my creator.

Tord's the one that gave me this monster in the first place.

(Can't write a lot today. I have to focus on beating up this STARR test today with my good looks.)