Damaged (TomTord) discontinued

Take Him With Us Home

Someone explain to me why I'm making a chapter. I feel sick right now and it's absolutely awful. I hate being sick. My nose is bothering me a lot, I keep having to sneeze, and my throat hurts.

3rd person

Edd, Matt, and Tom were all walking down town talking and minding their own business like a "normal" person would. That is until they heard footsteps.

They turned around and saw nobody. They looked back forward and saw someone in a baggy black hoodie, baggy dark gray pants, and pitch black shoes.

He was caring a bag and walked into a alleyway. The boys followed the person and saw the person, who was a boy, and was either sleeping or relaxing in an alleyway. Edd took a step closer to the man, trying not to wake the person up.

He looked at him and looked like he had just seen a ghost. "Guys, c-come here..." He said with a shaky voice. Matt and Tom walked over to see Tord, the one that killed a man, almost killed Tom, and destroyed their home and someone else's house.

Matt looked confused as heck while Tom looked extremely pissed off. He dragged Edd and Matt out of the alleyway. "Why is he here!?" He whispered yelled. "I don't know! It's been 4 years since we have seen him!"

They boys all heard a quiet groan come out of the tiny Norwegian boy. They all looked back at him to see his hand, with a strong grip on the bag he was holding and his head hanging down more like someone had hanged themselves to try and commit suicide.

They looked at the bag Tord had and looked back at each other before nodding at each other. They carefully took the bag Tord had and tried to keep quiet as possible.

They opened it quietly and looked inside. What was inside was: a almost empty pill bottle, a few pictures of the four of them with something above them. For Edd is: the funny, for Matt is: the weird, for Tom is: the Jehovah and for Tord is: the traitor.

The three looked at each other and saw that Tords eyes were blocked out by a black cloud, completely blocking out his eyes. Not having one bit of it show. They looked more and found a art book. They took it and looked at it. Edd opened it to the first art piece.

It was the three of them and Tord as a ghost while him saying: they're better off without me. The trio looked at each other and all had a worried face. Edd turned the page to see something horrifying.

It was a picture of Tord. In a short shirt and shorts. There were cuts on his wrists up to his elbows and cuts in his legs all the way up to his thighs. The black cloud was covering his eyes yet again and he was crying blood. There was a pill bottle with it open and the pills spilling out of it.

There was a knife that was stained with blood. With droplets of blood on it. In Tords face in the pictures was just a slit smile to make it look like he is smiling. Edd turned the page once again to see Tord with a knife in his hand with his head tilted to the side. His eyes yet again gone.

But there was no black cloud, instead there was Red Cross marks on his eyes. There was yet again another slit smile that was bleeding from the left and right side of the cuts. There was a speech bubble with him saying: I'm okay.

"We have to take him with us! Please Tom, I know you hate Tord, but please he might have answers for why he hurt us and the pictures in the book," Edd said as he put the stuff in Tords bag and carefully zipped it up.

Tom looked at Tord and back at Edd and Matt.

"Fine, let's take him...."

I apologize for it being short. I think I'm sick and I'm tired as hell right now. I wanted this to be a bit longer. But I failed at making you guys happy

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