"Making out, i mean up-!"

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(Okay so I'm looking through stories and authors keep apologizing for not updating the past two days or something, and mean while me over here hasn't updated in months so I'm just wHeEziNg the pain away)

(Oh, and here's the actual note about the chapter, slight smut, rape mentions, and depressing topics)

Toms P.O.V.

I was walking through our shared house, going into my once again shared room with Tord. You might be wondering how the fuck me and Tord are sharing a room, well let me explain. Shortly after the incident, we had apartments, right? But then we weren't comfortable with that environment considering we were roommates all through adulthood, so we decided to move into a bigger house, which only had three room,convenient, right? Well no, apparently Edd and Matt needed a storage room, because Edd needed a work space to make his commissions and Matt to put his brand new 'collection' of narcissistic photos as well. So they agreed that we should share a room, in which I was 'hell to the no' immediately and finally won the argument which ended up with Matt and Edd sharing and me being left alone, or so I thought. But then a certain Asshole showed up and ruined my plans and I'm forced to share a room with him and I'm so pissed what the fuck. Cough Cough anyways back to the story.

As I sat back onto my bed, picking up Susan and toying with the strings out of boredom. Then Tord walked in, having that shitstain smirk as always, which left me unfazed. As you'd expect, we're still at each other's throats, but Edd confiscated my harpoons and Tord's guns and knifes, which left us only with our bare hands and feet. "Joevel" I mumbled under my breath, people may not know this but I am skilled in a few languages. Mostly because I didn't want Tord talking shit about me in a language I didn't know. Though he didn't know, it was kinda of my own inside joke. " What was that, jehovah?" He glared, smirking "Bitch, excuse me" I said as I walked out of the room, pushing to the side. "oH no you don't" He then held me suddenly by my wrists and pinned me to the bed, due to me trying to fight him away. "Step the fuck away" I spat, He then just looked at me smirking, but then smiling normally "Thomas-" "don't call me that" he glared "Anyways, when the fuck will we put a end to this silly feud?" He questioned "I don't want to." I replied, he looked at me, confusion filling his gray to blue clouds of eyes "Tord, it goes without saying we're enemies. Things would be..unnatural If we were to be walking to the mall happily, arms linked and laughing with our hair done like some over grown spoiled teens" I said, shuddering at the thought "I mean like, since when did we give a fuck? You threw a harpoon in a public place and caught a whale and I became a leader of a fucking number one wanted army. So does it matter something as simple as that?" "but that doesn't make us us! These actions are typical of us, it's what makes as who we are" I then tried to push him away, remember how I am pinned. "Jesus" "I thought you didn't believe in hi-" "sh, since when were you this serious? You're usually just bitching around with some Smirnoff and laughing drunkenly while attempting to draw with Edd, your surprisingly good though" he mumbled to himself the last part, humming.

"Well I-" "Tom you forgot your-" Edd walked, halfway into his sentence. He then noticed us, furrowing his eyebrows together in confusion. "Am I interrupting something?" He asked, slightly shocked but I knew he knew better, but that isn't gonna stop his mind from going to 'other' places. "We we're having a nice discussion-" "A forced one." Tord looked to me,  giving me a glare that basically said 'Shut the fuck up and let me speak' , I glared back, smirking. "Well, if any of us were to start dating each other that would mean we'd have to work on our 'Bro's before hoes' rule" He joked, but it made everyone, including him, uncomfortable "But if anyone were to date someone here it would we fine, just try to make time for each other while managing our time" He rephrased.

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