Tom growled in frustration as he read through another letter, still unable to find his beloved starboy. His mind was drawn back to the letter. The cat that brought them together had gotten into an accident, resulting in its death. The empty black voids, Tom called eyes, began to water and the Brit refused to cry. That's what he's been doing lately; it's been the reason why he'd find himself at the bottom of a bottle.
Tom didn't bother to look up when Edd walked into the room. "Tom, you seriously need to go outside. This is so unhealthy." Tom let out a small sniffle and Edd noticed the letter in the brit's clenched fist. Edd sighed, "Tom we're going to the park and your coming with us. So get up off your ass and come on." Tom looked up. When Edd used foul language, you know he meant business.
The eyeless Brit groaned, but got up anyways. He quickly brushed his matted hair and threw on his blue hoodie before leaving the room. The brunette was already waiting for him at the front door, the energetic ginger already in the gang's rusty red car. "Tom, I'm not doing this to be a jerk, I'm only doing this for your own good," Edd said with a small smile before entering the vehicle. The Brit only rolled his 'eyes' and sat in the passenger side seat.
After a few minutes of driving to God knows where, Matt decided he wanted to talk about Starboy. At first it was calm questioning but turned into the theory that Starboy wasn't real. That Drew Tom over the edge. "—Well how do we know? There isn't any pro–" "STARBOY WAS REAL! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND AT ALL.....," Tom took a few deep breaths, "You try losing someone you love and you KNOW it's your fault..." The ginger stared back at him with wide eyes.
Tom slouched back down in his seat as they were nearing the place Edd wanted them to go to. 'Great.' "C'mon Tom it's not so bad." Edd said, reading his thoughts. Tom rolled his "eyes" and exited the car.
-time skip brought to you by toms depression-
After a while of walking around who knows where, Tom was already wanting to go home. "Tord you sure you need that?" Tom froze in his tracks. 'Did that person just say what I thought he said?' Tom shook his head. No, probably just his imagination. Edd wasn't paying attention to where he was going and bumped into a man with bird wing hair, "O-Oh my I'm so sorry!" The man chuckled, "No no it's fine." The eyeless Brit immediately reconized the voice. "Pat?" The man looked behind Edd and his face lit up with excitement and.... sympathy? Tom wasn't sure, but he probably looked like shit. "Tom?" "Hey Pat how's it been?" Pat chuckled, "It's been good." The ginger let out an excited gasp, "You know him!!!??!!" Pat chuckled at the Ginger's enthusiasm, "Yep." "We know each other from—" Tom paused. "Look Tom, there's something you need to know...Tord..... he—" "Hates me. I know." Pat sighed, "N-no Tord is—"
"Tom?" The Brit turned to the familiar voice. "T-Tord?"
Haha cliffhanger sry guys. Hey look I got it out the day after I put out the A/N I'm so proud of myself! Also sry if this seems a little short.
