❝ Come find me. ❞ (TomTord)

Chapter 4

  Was..he dead yet..? 

Tord opened his eyes to see the claws about an inch from his face.
Why wasn't he dead? Why didn't it kill him?
Could it really be..him?..
The monster pulled it's claws away from Tord, letting out a high pitched whine.
It sounded like a dog in a way. It also seemed to be crying?...
"W..what...?" Tord said, puzzled.
This..this monster- this animal, wasn't killing him..but why?...what were it's motives..?
Well, if it was Tom, it would probably react to Tord questioning him. If it wasn't Tom, it would probably just be confused. Or kill him. Either would work to answer his question.
Here goes nothing.
He reached his hand out, grabbing onto the monster's arm.
"..Is that you?...Thomas?.." He questioned, tilting his head slightly.
The monster paused, black goo continuing to drip from it's one void eye.
It pulled out of Tord's grasp, taking a few steps backwards.
"W-wait!..please answer-" Tord called out, reaching his arm out again.
It looked panicked. It continued to step back, the inky tears pouring from it's eye now.
It looked scared. Was it scared of him? No. That wouldn't make sense- it wasn't scared of him a few minutes ago. In fact, it wanted to kill him a few minutes ago.
It shook it's head, squeezing it's one eye shut as it turned and ran away.
"W-wait! Thomas!" He yelled after the monster, only assuming it was Tom now.
He managed to pull himself to his feet, running after Tom.
He lost track of Tom- he could only hear the whimpers and his feet hitting the ground. Where'd he go? What was happening?
He was getting dizzy again. In fact, he was getting disoriented.
He fell to his knees, no longer knowing where he was.
Why was this happening? Why was he panicking?
It was like playing really stressful hide and seek, but when you found who you were looking for, they run away.
It was to much. Everything that was happening. Too much. He thought he might just..pass out.
And he did. He passed out where he was, unable to stand the stress.
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Tom stood there, basically paralyzed as thoughts clouded everything else.
You can't kill him. You'll be more of a monster. A monster. Monster. Monster. Monster. Monster. You're a monster. Run. Monster. Run away. Run. " Come find me " . Run. A monster. He did. Run away. Dead. Run. Monster. " Come find me." Monster. Run. Why'd he come? Dead. They're dead. Monster. Die. Run. Run away. You're a monster. Dead. Monsters don't belong with humans. "Just- Fuck off! Why don't you just fucking leave?!"
"FINE! MAYBE I FUCKING WILL!". You have to leave.
And then Tom felt something grab his arm. His vision slowly traveled down to his arm.
Tord had grabbed him. All of his thoughts seemed to have gotten quieter as he listened to what Tord was saying.
"..Is that you?...Thomas?.." Tord questioned, tilting his head slightly.
Tom pulled away from Tord's grasp, feeling tears start to fall more rapidly from his eye.
How did he know?
What did he do that gave it away? What?? Why is this happening? Did Tord care? No. Tord didn't care. He couldn't care. He didn't care. No one cares about monsters. No. No one cares. They just want to hurt you. Tord just wants to hurt you.
Tom turned and ran. He couldn't stay around Tord- he was lying. A liar. He was a liar.
He could hear yelling. Was Tord chasing after him? No. He had to get away.
Tom continued to run, making lots of turns hoping that he would lose Tord.
He didn't want Tord's help.
Because Tord didn't want to help.
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Beep...Beep...Beep...
Tord woke up suddenly, sitting up.
Where was he?...
He glanced around where he was. He was in..a hospital?..
What had happened?.. He was..in the forest..and..there was that creature- no. Tom. And..then Tom ran away...and...then...he passed out..?
He frowned. He wanted to bring Tom back, not lose him again.
He also had so many more questions now.
Had that really been Tom? Well he did respond. That response was running away.
Maybe he didn't want to be found? Well too bad. After he got out of the hospital, he would find Tom. And no one could stop him.
His thoughts were interrupted by a doctor walking in.
"Ah. Tord Larkson. You're awake."
He'd nod in response.
"I'm glad you woke up." She paused, looking at something in her hands. "We weren't sure if you would." She said, examining one of the things attached to Tord. It was some sort of monitor. His heart monitor maybe? He couldn't really tell. Not like it mattered.
She'd turn away from it and look back at him.
"You got a minor concussion. But you should be let out in a few hours.
Since you seem to be fine." She said before turning and leaving.
A few hours? He couldn't wait that long! He had to leave-
His thoughts were interrupted as Edd ran in, followed by Matt.
Edd ran over and hugged him. He was still crying.
"Tord! You're alive!" Edd pulled away from the hug, holding him by the shoulders.
"Yep." Tord replied.
"Where'd you go? What'd you do??" Edd asked, his smile fading into a frown.
"I uh.." He paused, uncertain if he should say that he found Tom. No. They'd stop him from going back to find him.
"I caught my foot on a tree root, and fell down a slope- hitting my head or something. I can't remember it fully." He was apparently a good liar because Edd believed him.
"Oh..I guess that makes sense.." He said, a little confused. "Oh, here are your clothes since you'll be getting out soon." His smile came back as he set the clothes down on bedside table.
"Edd- can you get me out now?" He asked, looking at Edd.
"W-what? Now? But you only have a few more hours here-" Edd said, trying to convince Tord to stay for the short amount of time he had left.
"I can't stand it here! The sounds and lights are gonna give me a headache- and don't even get me started on the smell." He complained to Edd, knowing that Edd would get him out now.
"O-okay..I guess that's fine...But we're going straight home when we get you out!" Edd said, Matt nodding in the background.
"Fine." Tord agreed, even though he knew he would leave after they got home.
Edd nodded, leaving the room after. Matt would follow him as well. Matt was weirdly quiet today.
He didn't seem happy he was okay. He didn't seem sad that he had gotten hurt.
                                                   Did he know Tord was lying?