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Tord's P.O.V

Ever since the incident back with the crew,things haven't been the same. Before I came back to the team I enjoyed destroying and killing with an army that took me as "Red Leader." Now,all I can think about is how the team might hate me if I go back. What will they think of me? What if they don't care about me? They can turn me in to the police,or let Tom actually kill me. Tom,oh Tom how his spiky hair stands up as if he were scared. Those black eyes don't have color or anything to be exact yet,they have so much expression and emotion. I could stand here and list all the things I love about him. But I can't,I have an army to lead and without me they can't go anywhere. I was thinking of leaving the army and just abandoning them. Sadly,they could lead themselfes and come after me whenever they want if I do. I lay in my somewhat comfortable bed struggling to sleep underneath the covers that used to be a spotless white yet,a torn up blanket with gray marks all over them. I couldn't stop thinking of the negativity they would think if I go back. My sleepless self started to drown in a pool made by my own sweat. Soon the pillow and sheets were wet with sweet making it's way down my worried face. I flipped over and suddenly,it all went away. There was a warm feeling on my back,the sweat just started feeling cold more than wet,then just warmer and warmer. I didn't realize it was morning until I felt my metal arm with my other hand. I placed a palm on it only to feel the heat burning my hand. I pulled away and got up. There was a clock on the nightstand beside my bed. I looked at it only to realize I didn't sleep at all. It was 8:47 AM. My thoughts popped out of my head as the door swung open without a knock or anything. In came Paul and Patryck with a.......note?? Patryck handed it to me and started explaining how they were going to built multiple jets for the whole army to flee off to "The United Kingdom." I couldn't let them know what relationships I had with people there. People like Edd,Matt, and Tom. "Wait! Why exactly are we going to The United Kingdom?" I asked a little panicked. "Red leader, this has to be the closest place we haven't destroyed yet. Why else wouldn't we go there?" Spoke Paul a little concerned on my tone. I shaked my hand to signal them out and said "fine,I'll think about this. If anything goes wrong I'll make sure something goes wrong with you!" I said trying to sound like the Red Leader that liked killing innocent people and laughing at their tortured self. I started thinking about the good times I had with the crew. Edd, sometimes gives to many chances,but I like him like that. He used to give me hugs at any time. Matt, how he cared so much about his self yet cared so much for everyone. Tom,I'm worried more about Tom. He can leave at any moment not even willing to give me a chance to speak. I used to joke around with him. He called me a "Norwegian commie," while I kept coming back with "Jehovah's Witness!" It used to be all fun until I left and started an army. I hope my Tom stayes the same once I return.
"Jeg beklager gammel venn." I sofly whispered.

WELP THAT'S THE END OF THIS CHAPTER. BY THE WAY,I'M LEARNING NORWEGIAN SO I KNOW WHAT THAT SAYS ;)
BYE MY LITTLE FLAMES~
PEACE ✌

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