Forgiveness? - TomTord (Depressed Tord x Tom)

* Chapter 6 *

Tom POV

"Heh... nice to see you.... old... friends..... I'm sorry," I hear Tord say as he blacked out.

Does he go through these all the time!?

I see Edd pick him up and start to walk in the direction of our apartments.

"Wait, you're actually gonna help him!? After all he has done to us?

"Tom, can't you see that he has been going through so much, probably ever since the incident!? He needs us right now," Edd says.

"He deserves it," I mumble underneath my breath.

"What was that?"

"I said, he deserves it! First, he comes waltzing in with all that old friend crap. He didn't even consider me as a friend! He pushed me away and tried to get me to leave. Then, he destroys the house, kills Jon in an attempt to kill ME, and then goes off to try and take over the world. Plus, he said that he wouldn't need friends, when he's that stupid giant robot. All he wanted to be was powerful Edd, not friends," I fumed.

Edd flinched when I had said that to him, but then he had this mad look on this face.

"If this had happened to you, would you appreciate that we leave you behind?"

"I uh-"

"You wouldn't right. Tom, he's out friend. You should care more about how he feels right now. What he did in the past doesn't matter, he did say sorry after all. Also, he's in a lot of pain right now,

What he had said to me really surprised me. It made me feel that I was the bad guy. I felt tears go up in my 'eyes.' I think Edd noticed cause he looked at me sympathetically.

"I'm going to go get a drink. I'll meet you back at home," I mutter.

"Tom, don't go."

"No Edd, go and help Tord get better. I'll be fine. I'll just make Tord feel worse by coming."

Edd was about to say something, but I ran off to the bar before he can say it.

Edd POV

I sighed. "Do you think I was too hard on him?"

"Edd, you basically said that any bad thing that he had done in the past doesn't matter. That kinda... hurt. Last time Todd was here, he punched me and hurt my beautiful face," Matt explained.

"It's Tord, Matt," I say, correcting his mistake.

"Matt!? And that's what I said," Matt proclaimed .

"Uh huh," I say, rolling my eyes.

"So, what are you gonna do about Tim?" Matt asked, slightly concerned.

"It's Tom and I'll apologize to him later. Right now, we gotta take Tord  home and make sure he is ok," I sigh.

"Ok let's go- wait hold on a minute, what about my mirrors!"

"Matt, is that really important right now? Plus, you have so many mirrors, I bet you can make a museum for them," I say, rolling my eyes.

"Well, of course I have one."

"Wait, what!?"

- Cut to Matt's Mirror Museum -

"Ugh, who would paint such hideous portraits?" One woman asks.

"That's a mirror," another women says.

"WhY MuSt yOU mOcK mE!?" the women from before yells, running off crying.