Save me! (A Tomtord fanfic)

Past friends, present enemies

Tom was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

His mind was focused on one thing.

Tord.

The person who had almost killed him three weeks ago,

the person who he hated the most,

and yet he was also the person Tom couldn't get out of his head.

He had been stuck with Tord in his head every day ever since the incident with the robot.

He didn't know if it was because of hate, guilt, or something else. All he knew was that he for some reason, he wanted Tord here right now.

But that was impossible.

Tord was dead, he died in the explosion or by the harpoon.

If he had survived then Tom would surely know by now.

There was a knock at the door followed by a voice, "Tom. It's Edd, we need to talk....."

This can't be good. Edd sounded serious and sad which was an extremely rare combination of things when it came to Edd. He was always optimistic. Even when he was serious did he have a way to sound happy. But now.....

Tom got off the bed and made his way to the front door. Opening it, he was met with Edd and Matt's concerned faces.

"What is it Edd?" Tom asked, trying to hide the tiredness in his voice from the lack of sleep recently.

"Come, let's sit down and talk." Edd walked past Tom with Matt shortly after and they both sat down on the sofa.

Tom sighed and sat down in his armchair, holding back a yawn.

"So, what's so important that you had to come here instead of asking me to come over?" Tom asked, clearly annoyed.

"It's about you, Tom."

"Me?"

"Yeah, ever since what happened with Tord, you have been acting strangely. Stranger than normal at least. And we're worried you might need help."

"What are you talking about? I'm fine. What happened with that commie might have shaken me a little but I'm fine. No need to worry."

"But you're not fine! The last five days you've done nothing than to lie in your bed all day, only getting up when you need more alcohol!" It was clear by Edd's voice that he was indeed worried about his friend.

Tom shrugged, "So? I just haven't had anything else to do, that's all."

"No, it isn't! You have never been like this in the past. It's almost as if you're depressed over what happened with Tord."

"Not in a million years would I become depressed over what happened to him! He had it coming and I'm glad he's gone!"

"But are you really!? Because it seems like you actually miss him!"

"Okay, that's enough! Get out of my apartment! I don't want to hear any more of your wild accusations about me and Tord! I don't miss him! I don't care about him! And I don't feel guilty over what happened! So just drop it!"

"But-!" Edd started but Tom cut him off.

"NO! Just leave me alone! I don't need you to keep worrying about me! And I especially don't need you accusing me of feeling any remorse over what happened with Tord! SO JUST GO!"

Edd and Matt stood up and left the apartment without any more words.

After they had closed the door, Tom felt his eyes tear up and his hands start shaking.