War Is Pain And Love (TomTord) *Story Has Officially Discontinued*

blood

Tom POV:

     I woke up tied to a chair in a dark room , my arm still sting from the shot. I put my head down mentally screaming at myself.
Warm tears ran down my face dropping on to my pants . I'm stuck . this was the first time I was ever scared and it didn't feel good. I looked up at the dim light , flickering on and off like in horror movies
I forced myself not to cry not to show fear but that was hard too . I got kidnapped away from Edd and Matt . they probably think I left them just like tord did. They probably hate me now I don't want to be hated as I die or forgotten. . I heard the door open.
    "Thomas~"the accent man said.
    "Who the fuck are you" I said sternly.
    "Hah , you really are classic stupid tom" my eyes widened only one person called me that.
     "T-tord"I stammered . I heard him chuckle but not a good one . he slowlly stepped into the dim light with a killer smirk on his face .he walked toward me and toward over me.
      "Thomas you want to know why it smells bad in hear" he said. I took a sniff and it really did smell bad . I nodded. Curiousity got the best of me.
      "Well my friend your sitting in a chair were my last clients died in. Blood all over it . hah it is fresh too" he said pointing to the corner of the room . I looked over and saw a body slumped on a floor blood coming out of........everywhere. I gaged and he laughed. We are opposites.
     "Are you going to kill m-me" I stammered.
    "Well you did almost make my plan fail, always faught me , disrespected me so...........no"
    "then what are you going to ".
     " you have two choices join my army or be free"he said. My eyes widened. I already knew what my choice was.
     "Hell let me be free!!" I said a little to happy and He just laughed.
      "Sike! Join or you die".my smile faded, I shooke my head as a no. He sighed and walked over to a cart and pulled out a knife and walked back over to me . he cut open my hoodie and took it off leaving me bare chested . my heart was pounding out my chest . he brought the knife to my stomach and started cutting . blood and pain shot out.
      "AAAHH " I screem in pain trying not to give up but he kept on going deeper till  my whole chest was red and bloody.I could of sworn he passed the skin and got some muscles and nerves . pain washed over my whole body all numb but still painful . I had no choice to join.
     "OOK OK OK ILL JOIN!!!" in a snap he stopped, standing up dropping the knife, smiling.
      "Good! My two soliders will fix you up and bring you to your room! Tootles" was the last he said before he left the room.blood kept on gushing out ,my eyes getting heavier and heavier . the door opened and saw to people come in . but that was the last thing I saw before I blacked out . again. Part of my routine now.

Paul POV:

  Me and patryk walked in with medical kit and saw a bloody boy ,passed out.
      "JESUS CHRIST . WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH TORD!!" patryk yelled running towards the boy.
       "We will talk to him later. , let fix him up" and that what we did for the past hour . he was stitched and put on a body bandage. We picked him up and walked toward his room which was besides mine and Tords. In between. We put him in the bed and tucked him in bed before we left to tuck ourselves in bed .

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