Please Come Back... | TordEdd

I Found You

(please listen to the song its one of my faves also it kinda reminds me of this)

please tell me the artist if you know it (there's a picture too also pls look at it)

things get v fluffy in this one (also ringo makes an appearance :3 (don't think I forgot about her))

owo

Edd's POV:

We got back home, but I was restless after seeing Tord. I sat around the apartment for a few hours, moving from place to place, but never staying in one spot for long. Maybe it's time I leave the house by myself again. I know, I'll go to the grocery store. I need food and cola. But I didn't want Tom to be worried... I'll leave a note on my door.

Please don't be alarmed if you visit and I am not home. I went to go blow off some steam and to go to the store. I will probably not be back for a bit, but please don't worry :-)

-Edd

I taped the note to my front door and hoped that it wouldn't fall off. I got on the elevator and walked out of the complex. I started thinking about Tord. I wish that he didn't make me the way that he did. But he did. I recall the arcade visit. Now that I think about it, he seemed just as shaken up as me. And most of all, guilty. Also, I'm pretty sure that he was even tearing up as I left. He really does feel bad. Maybe he...No. Don't be ridiculous. I could feel my cheeks warming up. Damn it, Edd. Stop. 

I turned the corner to get to the grocery store. I heard a sharp gasping noise somewhere around the corner.

"E-Edd! Help...help me, E-Edd!" Chills went down my spine. I recognized that accent. It was Tord. I looked to my left, where the alleyway was, and there he was. He looked worse than he did in the arcade. He was all wet from the rain and his leg was bleeding. Oh my god. I ran over to him, surprising both him and me. 

"Oh my god, Tord, what happened? Why is your leg bleeding?" I looked at his leg and there was a bullet wound. He got shot and it happened recently. Tord nearly hacked out his lungs.

"The police...they shot me in the leg. I can't stand up, Edd," Tord croaked in a pleading tone. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't just take him to the hospital because then he'd get arrested. But I needed to do something.

"What do you want me to do? I can't take you to the hospital."  Tord sighed. 

"Just cover it with gauze to stop the bleeding. The bullet will have to stay there. It'll be okay as long as it doesn't get infected." I cringed at the thought of a bullet just staying in my body, but Tord probably knew more about bullets than I did. Tord had another small coughing fit and then was silent for a moment.

"Just, please. Get me out of this alley," Tord pleaded in an undertone. I sighed. The only place I knew to take him was my apartment. What would Tom think? Well, he'd probably kill him... However, I didn't have any choice.

"I'll have to carry you since you can't use your leg," I said, blushing. Tord sat there for a second, slightly blushing, then nodded. I carefully picked him up bridal style. He was lighter than he looked and...soft? He put up his hood and snuggled his face in my shoulder. I blushed harder.

"Sorry, Edd. I'm cold," Tord whispered into my ear, almost in a defensive tone. "Plus I need to hide my face." That part was true. I slowly started walking over to the apartment. Along the way, Tord was mostly silent. I'd hear him sigh to himself but that was it. That was until he started sniffling, grumbling things under his breath, and whimpering. I've never witnessed this behavior from him so it was new.