More than friends? (paultryk au)

Revenge

Patryk's POV
It's time. Finally time. He must pay for what he did, and he sure will.

Patryk inhales. He then enters the room, he looks at the squirming Norwegian. He doesn't look so threatening and big now does he? Not such a big man now. He thinks to himself.

"So tord. Have you had your time to think, think about what you've done. Thinking about what you did, to my Paul." I say in a calm manner so as to not get too furious.

"Kiss my ass.." Tord growls at me.

"Fine then, have it your way. It'll only make your suffering worse." I say while spitting on, the ground. I then light a cigar and place it on his wound. His screams filling the room.

"Well. I'll give you more time to think, but you better make it quick. My patience is drawing to a close." I shake my head and walk out.

After more then five minutes, I go back in, but wait. What the hell? I think to myself. The lights. They've been cut and now it's pitch black, fuck. This isn't good. I pull out my pistol and slowly walk in. No peep from tord. Shit.

It's dead silent, where could he be. My thoughts were then suddenly cut short. I feel a body lunging at me, it's tord. He scratches at me, he also grips my shoulders with intensity. This causes me to sporadically fire shots left and right, then suddenly as I'm about to lose my composure, tord's movements stop. He goes completely silent, and I do too. His body.

Dropping to the floor, just like a rag doll. I turn on the lights. His motionless body lay, frozen. It went straight through, straight through his heart. No last words, just growls and curses.

Never thought those would be his last sounds.

(Note: Ello everyone, sorry I took a bit, i was really lazy and sleeping most of the time so I completely forgot what I planned to do, but yeah here it is, and I also appreciate the amount of support I've been getting from you guys, tysm. Twig out.)