Don't Forget Me

Chapter Eighteen

Your wall is cracking.

Your wall is cracking.

What wall? What does it mean when it says that his wall is cracking?

Tom sat there, wondering what it meant, when he heard something move beside him. He looked over to see Tord, sitting up against the wall, stretching. He yawned, and blinked a few times, before looking over at Tom.

"Morning. Are...Are you alright?" He asked. Tom tilted his head in confusion.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"You just look like something happened. You look worried."

Tom shook his head, "Nope. I'm fine. How was your night on the floor?" He laughed.

"Absolutely wonderful. Maybe tomorrow night you can sleep here, and have a great nights sleep, and I can take your place on the horrible bed, and have a terrible night." They laughed and Tom shook his head.

"Nope. Sorry to break it to you, but, I've claimed it as mine already." It was nice. This moment was nice. They could just laugh together, ignore the horrible thoughts that impeded their dreams. Tom could forget about the walls in their minds.

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Ringo laid there, thinking. There's no way Tom did any of that, right? He wouldn't. He was so small, and fragil. He couldn't possibly be like that.

"I shouldn't have told you. I ruined your thought of him," Susan said.

"No, I'm glad you did." Ringo turned her head to face her. Susan wasn't even looking at her.

"I'm not going to lie, though. I am worried. That something is actually wrong with the wall I built." She pulled her legs closer to herself.

"I'm sure you did fine. I'm sure everything is alright."

"But, what if it isn't?"

"If it isn't, we'll fix it. I promise." However, Ringo didn't know how they would even be able to. If his wall broke, and he went as crazy as Susan said he was, if not worse, what could they do to stop it? They couldn't prevent him from killing another god, or from spreading diseases again. So, what could they do?

"Hey, Susan? What would happen if their walls were to be broken." Susan looked over at her.

"Um. Well, Tom would probably gain his abilities again. And, the others would gain their memories back. It would be painful for them, almost like shattering your skull."

"How would they even break?"

"Well, there's many ways they could be broken. They could be broken by someone, like me, physically breaking them. Although, the only way to do that, would be for it to be broken by whoever built it."

Ringo thought for a moment before asking, "Could Tom unintentionally break all of them?"

"Technically, he could. If he got too out of control, he could shatter his own, thus reminding the others of what happened, and then shattering theirs." Ringo nodded, understanding. She was scared, though.

"One more question." Susan nodded, waiting.

"Could a complete outside source, lead it to be shattered?"

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Everything was white around him. Matt tried to stand, but there was no gravity. He seemed to be floating through a white void. Then, a voice spoke out.

"Matthew. What you know isn't real." What did that even mean? It continued, "They don't tell you everything that happened. They don't tell you what they're doing, or what they plan to. They keep you hidden in the dark." Was the voice talking about the others? Edd, Tom, and Tord? All of a sudden, gravity seemed to activate, but it gently placed Matt down.

"I can show you what they're hiding from you!" the voice exclaimed.

"Theyre not hiding anything from me!" Matt wanted to yell. However, no sound came out, and he could only mouth the words. Although, despite the fact that it had no physical form that Matt could see, the voice seemed to read his lips.

"But, they are. And I can show you what they're hiding."

"There's nothing for them to hide!" He mouthed again. He could almost feel the voice's disapproving glare. All of a sudden, a cloaked figure, dressed in all black approached Matt from behind. He jumped, letting out a shrill scream. The figure walked closer to Matt, until it was directly in front of him.

"Matthew. Please, listen to me. They don't want you to know something. That doesn't seem fair, does it." Matt shook his head, slowly. The figure reached its hand out, for Matt to take it.

"Take my hand, and I can show you what they refuse to let you see." So, Matt being curious, took the hooded figures hand. If it appeared in his dreams it couldn't be that bad, could it?

Could it?

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"Edd, Matt is leaving you behind. He's learning things about you all, that he refuses to let you see." What? Matt would never do that to him, so why would he start now? Almost as if it read his thoughts, the voice said, "Not everyone is the same. He started because he wants to get away from you. He thinks he's better and is the only one, who deserves this information. Not you."

"What?"

"I meant what I said and said what i meant." Now that he was thinking about it, he couldn't even see the voice who was speaking to him. So, how could he trust it?

"You can't. But, then again, how can you trust the others?"

"Because I've met them. And we've been friends for a while!" Edd exclaimed, looking around, but he still couldn't find the voice!

"Then, why would Matt leave you? How are you sure." He paused, getting frustrated.

"Just...if he's really getting ahead of me, help me get ahead of him! I need to know what he's trying to figure out!" All of a sudden, a black, hooded figure was standing in front of him, looking down at him. It extended his hand to Edd, which he took gladly.

"Now, let me see what Matt refuses to let me see!" The figure smiled under the cloak.

"Of course. Of course."

[Welp. I'm dead. I procrastinate until I'm practically dying, getting off track, thinking about Disney, and then I have to reread what I wrote because I was thinking of Disney for a split second. But whatever. Have this trash chapter.

And also, have this AMAZING fan art!!

Woah! Nice job Sam111159!!
Again, Tagging on my phone decides nah I'm not gonna work so fuck you too phone but this is Amazing Sam! Thank you!]