My sweetie (Eddsworld)

10. Do I belong here?

Tord's POV:

"You're gross!" I heard someone I didn't know. It was another kid, but he didn't look like anyone I knew. I looked at him. "Huh?" I didn't know, what he meant. I wasn't gross! "Your parents are gay! That's so gross!" He yelled. I backed away. I was scared, but not enough..

"How dare you!? What bad with gay people!?" I raised my voice. "You're not a normal kid! What happened to your REAL parents!?" I clutched my fists and glared at whoever this annoying boy was.

"They my real parents! I love Tommy!" "Tommy? That's not your dad! Or your other dad!" He yelled, laughing. Other kids showed up and laughed with him as well as they kept pointing at me. At this point, I was really scared. But what did he mean?

"H-he my papa!" I yelled, shaking a little as tears made their way into my eyes. "Look, I don't know who this 'Tommy' is, but it's not your dad!" Another kid yelled. I hugged myself. "No true!" I shut my eyes as they laughed more.

"Loser! Doesn't even know his parents!" Everyone else laughed at one of the kids' comment. Then it went silent. I didn't know, what was happening, but I didn't dare to open my eyes. Then I heard a new voice. It sounded like an adult. But again, it wasn't anyone I knew.

"Tordie..?"

"Tordie, wake up." I opened my eyes to see Tommy. I was hugging the stuffed bear I had and looked up at him when I realized it was all just a dream. I sighed in relief and hugged him. He was suprised at first, but hugged me back. I smiled, knowing we got closer once again.

'He's not your dad.' A voice said in my head. I wanted to ignore it, but it kept repeating it. It was annoying. I hugged papa tighter. "Are you alright, Tord?" He asked me. I nodded, smiling. "Just dream." I answered. He petted my hair and I chuckled. But this time, it all seemed fake. But only now...

Or maybe, it was all fake before, I was just too blind to notice it. And I wondered where my mom was. It was weird to even think about having a mom, it was unfamiliar to me. I was used to having a daddy Tom and the two best uncles I could ever ask for, Edd and Matt.

"Hey papa?" I looked him in his 'eyes'. "Yes, Tord?" He tilted his head. "Where mama?" He froze. He didn't move. I was afraid to ask. But I still asked. And I regretted it. "Tordie..." I shut my eyes and didn't answer. "...What made you remember your mom..?" He asked, looking at me with a blank expression that was creeping me out.

"J-jeg beklager!" I apologized and protected my face with my hands. I didn't know if I made him angry. But I just felt terrible.

The atmosphere around us changed. It was a comfortable silence between us, each of us enjoying the other one's company. I felt happy, warm, I felt like I could be happy. And then, it was suddenly all taken from me and was too far for me to reach.

"...Look, I told you before. I am NOT your dad." He said. I looked at him carefully. I thought he was joking back then.. He was my dad! He had to be! "Who my...dad then..?" He stayed silent and just sighed.

I was scared of the answer, but my curiousity was bigger than fear. So I asked him again. Still nothing. So I asked him one more time. He picked me up, set me down on the floor and left me alone in the room. I just stared at that place where he dissapeared to.

"...Dada..?" He just closed the door when he left. So I was just closed in the room all by myself. I felt disappointed. I didn't know if I was disappointed in myself or in everything else. Probably myself.

I let my small body collapse on the floor and I started rolling on the carpet to keep myself happy and busy in doing something. But then I hit a leg of the bed and stopped. I groaned in pain and sat up. That was the moment when I saw something shiny and sharp under the bed that was there.

I reached for it and pulled out something. I didn't know, what it was. It looked like two knifes glued together! It had two handles with holes in each of them. I could fit my fingers in them. I started playing with the thing...whatever it was called. It was making funny noices. I smiled.

'This should be enough to keep me busy for a while.'

Edd's POV:

Matt and I were talking with each other, siitting on the couch we had in the living room while he was on his phone, probably taking selfies, and I was petting Ringo that was purring on my lap. That was when Tom came in. His expression was blank. Empty. I didn't know, what happened to him, but I noticed little Tord was not there with him.

"Tom? What happened?" I asked him. He sighed and sat next to me, resting his head on his palm and looked away. "Tim?" "It's Tom, Matt. And don't ask." Was all he said, not wanting to talk. But I could tell something was wrong and I wasn't giving up so easily.

I crossed my arms. "Thomas, what happened!?" I raised my voice to show him I was serious. He looked at me, his face showing suprise. True, I didn't raise my voice a lot, because there was no need, but if it was something about my friends or family, I would do it even if I didn't want to.

"Yes, Tim! What's wrong?" Matt joined in. I rolled my eyes, taking a mental note to teach him, how to say Tom's name right later. Tom groaned. "Fine, I'll tell you." I smiled and calmed down a little.

"Well, Tord just asked me about what happened to him...mom." He started. I was suprised and so was Matt. "What did you say?" "I just told him that I wasn't really his dad and-" Matt jumped. "What!?" We looked up at him.

"You know we have no idea what happened to his real family! We are the only people that are with him all the time! He lives with us and he thinks we're his family!" Matt yelled, a bit of anger and a bit of sadness showing in his eyes.

We didn't say anything. "He loves us, guys! WE ARE his family!" Matt finished and looked down, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Wow, I never saw Matt get this serious. And so did Tom. Wow, this day was really odd and different from the others. But Matt was right, Tord had nowhere else to go and we were actually like his family.

But I actually alaways wondered about his family. But whenever I asked him, he left the room or changed the topic... He just never told us. But at least we were here for him now. And we could be his family. 'At least until he changes back...'

Tord's POV:

I was bored already and I was still trying to figure out how to call those two knifes that were glued together. It looked funny. After another minute of waiting, I stood up and decided to find Eddie or Mattie. I was bored and wanted to play something!

I saw them in the living room. They were discussing something. I grinned and ran into the living room. They noticed me and smiled, except dad. He just watched me. I started running in circles around the fluffy couch they were sitting on.

"Tom, tell him!" Edd poked papa's arm. Or my so called papa. Tommie groaned. "Stop running. Don't you run with scissors, son. You're gonna hurt someone." He said in an annoyed tone and crossed his arms, looking away from me. I stopped and watched them. 'Scissors, huh?'

"Tom! Can you at least smile at him!?" Mattie yelled. "Urg, I'm not his dad!" "Yes, you are!" "Guys, cut it ou-" "Nonsence!" Uncle Matt and Tom yelled at each other while Eddie was trying to calm them down. I just frowned and walked away, leaving them.

'Do I even belong here..?'