The Familiar Doll (Canceled-See new chapter for details)

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(future pov[tord])

I opened my eyes. 

i was in another strange room

This time it was fancy. 

I was sitting in a chair, my arms tied together behind me and my legs tied to the stegs of the chair. 

i heard a door open from behind me.

soon a man came into view

"I see your awake. I guess she was right"

i looked at the man confused.

"wh-where a-am i?"

"heh. . .thats a secret.."

(back to present time)

(tords pov)

I heard a knock on my door, which woke me from my peaceful sleep. I sat up rubbing my uninjured eye. I yawned and stretched in my bed, raising my arms over my head. I stood from my bed and trudged my way to my room door, still in my pjs. I opened the door and looked up seeing My two most trusted soldiers, Paul and Patrick. They both looked at me with concern in there eyes. I looked down at my self and saw a drop of blood on the floor. Shit my wounds opened up. I sighed and ignore it, looking back up at the two. My hair was a complete mess, strands of hair sticking out in all different directions, and bags under my eyes. "What do you soldiers want?" i asked tiredly "Well sir, we came to check up on you and please dont say your fine, cause you arent, and we know it. Please let us in. . .tord." Patrick looked at me with sadness and worry in his eyes, paul had the same look on his face. 

i sighed and opened the door all the way for them, closing it once they were in. I then trudged my way to my bed lying down. Patrick walked over to me and sat on the bed "Tord, whats wrong? You havent been yourself since the incident and havent been out of your room or eatin anything." I looked at patrick and my eye watered up. Tears spilled down my cheeks, i sat up and looked at my lap. Patrick suddenly hugged me, making more tears spill, and soon im hugging patrick back, a sobbing mess. It was all too much for me. I lost my only friends, thinking that they'll never forgive me, i killed Jon, the only neighbor that wasnt a bitchy as brat, and my old home. The place of memories, were i had fights and good laughs with my friends, were the first couple of weeks me and Tom werent fighting and would laugh. Patrick rubbed circles into my back as i sobbed into his shoulder. Paul walked over and sat on the other side of me, rubbing my shoulder. "Tord its ok. sshh, its ok" Patrick said soothingly, pulling me into his lap (smoll bean) rocking me like a child, which at this point i was. I curled up in his lap, resting my head on his shoulder, sniffling lightly. 

Paul patted my hair, calming me down more "i-i lost e-everything, i-i miss th-the good days. Pl-playing with t-tom and l-laughing. I miss th-them Pat. i-i didnt m-mean to h-hurt them, i-i wasnt th-thinking at th-the time" i cried silently and burried my face into Patricks shoulder "i want them b-back. I want m-my fr-friends back. . ." My silent cries once again turned to sobs. Patrick rubbed my back and rocked me. I hadnt realized it but i cried myself back to sleep. i guess when you havent sleeped in awhile and havent eaten, your very tired. I snuggled close to Pat snoring lightly. 

~smoll toime skwip~

I woke up once again and yawned. I opened my silver eye and looked around my room hearing voices. I sat up and rubbed my eye and looked up to see Paul and Pat doing the work i've missed for months. They looked over at me and Both smiled lightly "Well look whos up. How'd you sleep sir?" Paul asked not looking up from his work. I yawned again "it was good. better than any other sleep i've had" I stood up and walked over to a small kitchen that was attached to my office/bedroom. I grabbed a mug and filled it with coffee to wake me up. Once it was filled i walked over to the two. I had also made them coffee, setting the mugs in front of them. Both gladly took the cups "Thank you sir" they both said at the same time. I smiled lightly at them and set my cup down walking to a bathroom in my room. I closed the door and turned the shower on. I looked in the mirror and noticed my eyepatch was gone and replaced with bandages. i had forgotten that my wounds opened back up. I thought they had completly healed but aparently it takes longer than a couple months.