❝ Come find me. ❞ (TomTord)

Chapter 8

Once Tord woke up, It was still daytime.
He probably wasn't out for long.
He sat there for a few minutes before someone walked in.
It was Edd. Followed by him was Matt.
Matt stayed in the back of the room like before.
He looked..upset this time.
Edd came over to Tord, grabbing onto his hand gently.
"You okay? We heard the scream all the way down on the 1st floor." Edd said, laughing slightly.

"Heh, really? What floor am I even on?.." Tord asked, a smile tugging at his lips.
"The 3rd floor. That must've been really painful for you to scream that loud." Edd said.
"Oh yeah it was painful. I felt like I was gonna die." Tord joked, his hand moving to the back of his neck.
Edd laughed slightly before an awkward silence fell upon them.
"Well, uhm, you should get some rest. We'll see you later, Tord!" Edd eventually said.
He'd turn and leave.
Matt on the other hand, didn't leave yet.
"Er..Hi Matt..?" Tord said, uncertain why he was still here.
Matt didn't answer with what Tord had expected.
"Why are you lying to us?" Matt questioned, his voice dead serious.
Matt walked over to Tord, grabbing onto the edge of the bed and leaning over Tord.
Matt locked eyes with Tord, his blank expression being disturbing.
Matt was usually so happy. What was going on with him?
"W-What do you mean?.." Tord furrowed his brow, pulling away from Matt slightly.
"Last time you were in the hospital, you said you tripped.
But then why were you found so far from where you said you fell? Hm?"
He leaned in closer, to the point were Tord felt uncomfortable.
"It was Tom, wasn't it?" Matt continued to confirm that he knew Tord had been lying.
"And this time, what happened?"
"I uhm, I fell off of a sort of c-cliff?.." Tord said, hoping that would be enough info.
But it wasn't.
"Oh come on now! You're not blind. What really happened? Did Tom push you off? And don't you dare fucking say you tripped." Matt said, his gaze turning into a hard glare.

Tord was shocked.

He had never heard Matt swear, ever.

"I know it was Tom. So don't try lying to me. Those claw marks can't be anything else other than Tom. And even if there was something that could do that, it doesn't live around here." His grip on the bed's edge tightened.

"Why are you trying to find him anyways? You never cared. You probably still don't. What do you want from him, hm? He left because of you. Do you feel bad? Or did you never really hate him?.." Matt continued to ask questions. It was getting stressful- he couldn't figure out how to answer any of those questions. He didn't have answers to them.

"I-I don't know-" How was Matt getting so scary? This guy seemed like the most oblivious and naive person ever. Was this who he really was?

"Of course you don't!" Matt pulled away, laughing.

"You're too scared to tell me, right? Are you shocked that I'm not dumb?" A knowing smile tugged at Matt's lips as he continued to question Tord.
Tord was visibly shaking now. He had a bad feeling about Matt right now.

He was at a loss for words. Unable to speak.

Matt's smile faded as he realized Tord wasn't going to respond.
He locked eyes with Tord again, his gaze seeming to be shot less at him, and more through him.

"Whatever. I'm sure we'll notice when you're dead because of it."  Matt said, rolling his eyes.
He turned and walked out like nothing happened.

But what did just happen?

 It made no sense.Is this why Matt hadn't seemed to care Tord was back with them the first time?Did he know that this was gonna happen? Did he not care about Tord?

What? Anything would do at this point. Any answer.

But there was no one to give him answers.
The only way he would get answers, would be by getting them himself.

~ ~ ~ ~

He spent his time at the hospital trying to figure out those questions.Trying to get answers. But the only answer that came to him was why he had hated Tom in the first place.It was back when they were teens..

----"I'm sorry Tord, but we can't be friends anymore."

"Wha- why?!"

"...Reasons.""

But Tom- you not tell me anything! That's not good reason!"
"Sorry.""Tom-"

"I'm leaving now. Please don't talk to me anymore..It'll only make things worse.""

Please! Don't go!"

----

That's right. Tom ditched him when they were teens.

He never did find out why.

Why did he remember that so vividly though?

And why did Tom ditch him in the first place?..What had he done?...

Wait- why was he thinking about this so much?! It didn't matter.
Not right now.

 All that mattered was getting out of this hospital and bringing Tom home.

~ ~
He sat in that bed for days, and days,
After a while he lost track of time.

He didn't really know why he was still there. But he was. He thought he had been there for 4 days now? Edd and Matt checked up on him everyday.

Each time Edd said something like,
"Don't worry! You'll be out before you know it."

But that hadn't happened yet. So all he had to do was wait.

~ ~ ~

The next day though, he got out.

He got to go home.

He went home, locking himself in his room.

He needed to figure out how to get Tom to come home. That was all that mattered right now.

He would need to figure something out in the next day or so, so he could go get Tom and bring him home.

Then it came to his mind.

A memory.

- - -

Don't touch my eyes!"

"Why?"
"Because it hurts!"
"Oh really now?"

"HEY- WHAT THE FUCK- STOP!"
"Pfft-"

- - -

"His eyes!" He said aloud, standing up.

He started walking around in circles as he planned out what he was going to do.

He'd get Tom to come to him, probably by insulting him, then when Tom got there...

Yes! Perfect. This should work.
He just needed to go to sleep now.

Tord sat down on the edge of the bed, feeling more confident than ever to face Tom now.

He laid down, throwing the blanket over himself. He fell asleep in a matter of minutes.