My sweetie (Eddsworld)

24. Fake hate

My art after a long time. My mom is concerned.

Tord's POV:

The next few days, I felt sick. Like something was wrong with me. Edd, Matt and Tom were all worried about me. They took me to the hospital, but the doctors told us I was completely healthy and well!

'Huh, I can't even trust doctors anymore..' I thought as I layed in my bed in my red hoodie, hugging Tomee bear while shivering. I felt cold. Tom was sitting on the edge of the bed and was reading a story to me. Was it 'The Butterfly Collector'? I had no idea. I couldn't focus very well. I was just happy for his company.

But at the same time, I felt angry for no reason! I've been yelling at the three lately. I didn't want to, but it was like I couldn't stop it. I didn't feel like I was myself. I hated it and that made it even worse. The world wasn't such a nice place anymore..

It was like I was becoming someone else. A different person. I even made Edd cry when I insulted him once. I didn't want to hurt him, of course. I just felt so frustrated, as if it wasn't even me. Tom closed the book and yawned. He showed me a small and tired smile and petted my hair. I resisted the urge to slap his hand away and just kinda layed there.

I hugged Tomee tighter and Tom stopped. He just stared at me, his lips formed into a frown. "Tord... Is something wrong? It's like you're angry at us.." He whispered to me. I looked at him in the 'eyes' with a lifeless expression.

"...Stress." Was all I said. He scooted closer to me and wrapped me in a blanket. "...Just a few weeks ago, you were normal... Happy, you used to hug us all and wanted to be with us. Only with us!"

I shook my head. I felt the feeling of guilt creeping after me, but I just ignored it. "That was past." I mumbled under my breath as I looked away. "Tord..." I stay quiet. "What's going on with you?" I closed my eyes and sighed.

"I can't answer if I don't know myself." Tom stood up after ten seconds of silence. He crossed his arms. "And I can't help you if you won't tell me." He sounded serious and that, for no reason, made me mad. "Just get out!" I yelled.

He flinched, probably not expecting that. I shifted to the other side and waited for him to leave. When I heard Tom turn the lights off and the door slam shut, I sat up, feeling real dizzy. At that exact moment, my vision blurred and I panicked. I jumped off the bed and stumbled over to something weird.

I didn't know, what it was, but I grabbed it because it was glowing for some reason.. I was too scared to notice what it really was and hugged it close. I had no control over my muscles and I tripped. I hoped the three didn't hear it.

I focused on the glowing thing and it looked like a gun. I felt the urge to shoot something with it, but still having no control over my body, I pointed it at my arm. It was heavy and I tried to pick it up again.

In the process of doing so, however, I accidentally squeezed the trigger and fired. It burned my arm and I let out a painful screech as I let go of the gun. My vision went dark and the last thing I heard was the door opening.

Matt's POV:

We opened the door opened and stared at the scene with horrified expressions on our faces. There was Tord, his arm burned and the gun we found him with when he turned into a kid. But wait...

We ran up to him. "Guys..." We couldn't believe this... "Doesn't he seem taller to you..?" I recieved nods in responce. We stared at the now normal Tord, who just layed there, passed out. Tom stood up and ran out of the room without a warning. Edd called after him when we heard the front the door open and shut.

"And...he's gone." Edd helped me pick Tord up and we layed him on his bed. Well, to be honest, it was actually Tom's bed, since he was still in Tom's room. He was going to get his old room back, but thanks to him sharing a room with Tom for a while, they got closer.

I smiled at Edd. "Hey, since they became really close, they will be friends now! Maybe the fights and arguments will stop!" I stated. Edd didn't seem so happy, though. "But...will he even remember any of this?" I couldn't answer that. He was right, he could've just forgotten it all.

We watched Tord and waited for him to wake up, since we didn't want to do it ourselves. But we only managed to wait for five minutes since we were too excited to see if he knew what just happened for the past few months.

Edd then shook him awake and yelled "BACON!" That was a good old trick to wake Tord up. We could also do it Tom's way by singing 'Sunshine Lollipops', but hey, we weren't evil, right? Tord groaned and slowly opened his eyes, blinking tiredly.

When he noticed us, his face turned to confusion. "What-what are you guys doing here? What happened?" He asked. I grabbed the gun carefully and showed it to him. His eyes widened. "U-uhh.."

I put it away and Edd took a breath. "Tord, do you remember anything from the past few months?" He asked, crossing his arms. He thought for a while, but shook his head. "The last thing I remember is being in my room and-wait, where am I? This is not my room!" He realized. "It's Tom's. You're in Tom's room."

He tilted his head. "Why am I here? And where's Tom?" Edd and I looked at each other, then back at Tord. "So, you really can't remember.." Edd sighed and looked down. Tord looked confused, even more than before. "What!? What did I do!?" He was desperate for answers and he wanted them now.

"Uhh, well... We found you in your room, passed out with this gun next to you. And, well.. How do I say this.." Edd was there to help me out. "You turned into a small child." Tord froze, he didn't expect this answer.

He stood up. "WHAT!? NONSENSE!" He yelled. I shook my head. "No, it's true, Tord. And you really got along with Tom. Heheh, you thought he was your dad! And he was happy to be with you all the time!" Edd giggled. "Yeah, he acted like your real dad! And you called us your uncles!"I laughed and Edd smirked at Tord. But Tord didn't find it funny at all.

He ran out of the room and left the house. Edd wanted to chase after him, but I stopped him and we just decided to wait for how things turned out.

No one's POV:

Tom felt angry. Sad. Happy? He didn't know. He stood on a bridge as he watched the sun go down. He heard footsteps running towards him, but was too spaced out to notice it until that someone yelled his name. Tom looked at the person and a shock went though his body.

It was Tord.

And he was back to normal.

Tom didn't know what to do or say. Tord caught up to him and Tom didn't say anything. Just stared at him nervously. He expected Tord to yell at him, but he also didn't say anything. He just stood next to him awkwardly.

They both watched the sunset for about ten minutes. Tom started feeling more comfortable. he felt better, noticing Tord didn't even look angry. Tom listened to the river flow underneath them and he felt peaceful. When suddenly, Tord spoke up, startling Tom.

"Tom..." Tord looked at him and they made eye contact. "...Why would you act like my actual dad when I turned into a child..?"