Hospitalized (TordTom Fanfic)

~So damn cold~

////Tom's part////

I place my hands on the top of the trunk and slam the lid down, sealing it shut.

"Hey, blind boy!" I heard Wilmer yell.

Wilmer has been there for me for a solid 13 years. We are not in a romantic relationship or anything like that. He's about 8 years older than me and took me in when my grandparents threw me out.

"How many times have I told you, I am not blind," I say not even turning around. Wilmer wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

"Oh, I know." He lifted his hand pushing a piece of white-blonde hair out of his blue eyes. "I just like the nickname."

I didn't really have anything to say to that. But I did know I had to leave. "I'm going to have to leave soon," I say simply. Wilmer shook his head, he put his nose to mine.

"I'm going to bother you 24/7! Good thing you're not moving far away." Wilmer said, with glee in his eyes. I turn my head.

"Yep, on that note, I have to get moving." Wilmer removed his arms off of my shoulders.

"Alrighty, than! See ya," He followed me as I walked to the driver's door, and leaned against the frame as I started the car.

"I hope you make it out there." He said, staring at my eyes. I couldn't help but glare.

"I already got a job, there's nothing to worry about. Plus, I won't be alone. Edd and Matt will be there." I say. "Now, you better get back before I drive over your foot."

Wilmer backed up quickly, hands raised. "Okay, okay!" He laughed a little bit. "Better get going!" He said through giggles.

I don't wait, and soon I'm going 80 on the highway. I was pulled over pretty quickly, just for me to go and do it again. They didn't even stop me that time.

I don't have to make any stops. My things are getting delivered tomorrow and I have my Smirnoff, sleeping bag, Susan, pillow, and Tomme Bear. They were all pushed into the back seat. I am a bad driver, I don't need to get distracted with alcohol near me. Edd and Matt were just going to me over at the apartment and they will probably be all over each other.

Edd and Matt got together back in high school and I guess they never got bored with each other. If I'm going to be perfectly honest, I bet that the relationship wouldn't last passed a month, if they were lucky. But no, It sailed right into a on-going 2-year relationship. Part of me wished that I was able to make things work with someone, but I'm not brave enough to do any of that.

Whenever someone liked me and stated so, I would just feel like I tricked them into it. I felt that there was nothing really to like about me. What's so great about me? I don't even have eyes. At least not ones that you can gaze into and get lost in. They're just black voids, what's so dreamy about them? When I look in the mirror, all I see is a skinny, pale skeleton. When beauty queens say they want to be more skinny, I simply show them my arms. I can wrap my pinky and thumb around them, no problem. Not only that, but my ribs jut out like there's no skin holding them back.

If my physical appearance didn't turn you around, my personality sure as fuck will. I don't think they're was ever a time in my life after I was 12 that I didn't feel numb. I hate it because It's not a switch that you can turn on and off, It's permanent. There's no switch. Whenever someone tried to flatter me or flirt with me, no matter what, I felt absolutely NOTHING. I didn't ever accept the flower, or chocolate, or love. How was I supposed to? I can't perform, and I'm a dreadful trickster.

Think I have an offensive personality? Notice what I mean? My character will beat you away.

People often say I'm too damn cold. I can't say I understand what they mean.