fat time skip because im not going into detail about whats gone down over the last 9 yrs
but basically tord is red leader now cool and good
and matt has only gotten worse but ! hes ! not ! dead !
y
yet
matt, youre laying on the couch.
id say youve been a little more open about your feelings for the past few years, and you hope that tord will never come back. you arent able to face him yet
the memories will come back. youve been sexually and romantically dormant since he left.
you dont want to experience that again but hey.... i guess its life.
you cant change the past.
theres a knock on the door and edd races to answer it
"who is i-" you start, then your heart drops all the way to hell.
its him
its tord.
fuck! no no no fuck.
you feel sick, like youre going to vomit, and you can honestly say he seems like he feels the same.
as soon as he walked into the door his happy and welcoming expression turned first to terror and then to worry and regret as soon as he saw you.
you run off, to the bathroom. you dont feel too good *snap*
--
tord!
welcome back!
hah. how was it? defeating everyone in your way- destroying norway and not batting an eyelash?
you feel good! youre honestly pretty happy to be back. you know matt is dead so theres no worries in that department!
you dont have to supress anything. youre just happy to have a bed to sleep in instead of a stupid uncomfy cot.
you approach the door, knocking on it briefly before hearing footsteps running over.
heh its edd
he opens the door and hugs you!!
thats so sweet ed-
oh FUCK!
you almost feel yourself gasp-
why isnt matt dead?
oh god a million thoughts race through your mind. why isnt he dead.
you thought for sure he'd be dead.
hes not dead.
fuck....
you see him run off.
hes almost as shocked as you are.
you dont know what to do.
you dont know how you will do this.
yet again,
matt ruins your plans.
YOU ARE READING
rose epidemic
Mystery / Thrillertordmatt. i made this because dear starboy got taken down. and the memory of reading it haunts me. that story really shifted something in my fucking brain. it made me want to die. it taught me to never get my hopes up. i still struggle with it today...
