Save me! (A Tomtord fanfic)

Past troubles, future regrets

Tord sat and stared at the sun setting.

He felt the warm feeling on his face fade and be replaced with a cold feeling that spread through his body.

Feeling tears form in his eyes, he closed them tightly and tried to think of a happy memory.

But what happy memories did he have that didn't bring him to tears now?

The answer, none.

Every happy memory he had was of either him, Paul, and Patryck. Or of him, Edd, Matt, and Tom.

Paul and Patryck were not here. And the other three hated him.

Tom especially.

Tord had been such good friends with the black-eyed male in the past but then he started to push Tom away for his own safety.

Things just prevented them from being friends.

Tord got up and started walking down towards the city, hands in the pockets of his hoodie, and his thoughts going back to Tom.

What happened between them.

They used to be so close.

Tord knew the answer.

He himself was what came between them.

He, and his parents.

His birth parents.

Tord growled at the thought about them. They were not real parents to him, at least not anymore.

His dad left two months before Tord's tenth birthday and after that, his mom started drinking and taking drugs.

She later even started to abuse him.

Hitting him, starving him.

Tord had lost count of how many times he had gone to the hospital because of his injuries. And every time he had to get there himself. The hospital was two blocks away from his house which made it hard to get there every time.

One time he had to get to the hospital with a broken leg and a twisted ankle on the other leg.

His mom started to forbid him from having friends, but he still was friends with Tom, Edd, and Matt.

It wasn't until he realized that he was a threat to them that he started pushing them away.

But Tom wouldn't leave him alone no matter what he did.

Tord was left with no other choice.

He told Tom that he hated him.

And then Tom left him alone.

Tord was no longer a threat to them.

A few months later his mom hurt him so badly that he forgot about her rule against screaming and his scream made the neighbors come to the house after they had called the police.

His mom went to jail. And Tord was sent to an orphanage.

He didn't want his friends to know about his mom. So he told them he was moving back to Norway and then left.

Not even six months after he had come to the orphanage did he get adopted.

He was adopted by a newly married couple.

Paul and Patryck.

Paul and Pat were not field soldiers back then which meant they could take care of him, and seeing as they were in the army he learned a lot about guns and stuff while he grew up.