Hospitalized (TordTom Fanfic)

~He's blank~

///Tord's POV///

Prior to common belief, death is not sad.

It's something that must happen. Something that happens to everyone. One day, you will die. I will die, that is never going to change.

That's what he said. That's what he believed.

I remember, back in highschool, back when that danm illness was going viral, there was a boy.

He had pale skin that had freckles in some places. He was a skinny, and very frail. His eyes had pain in them, even though there he had no eyes. They were black, like a sky with no stars.

He stayed out if the sun, and whenever he wore baggy clothes, they dropped passed his shoulders. He never really ate anything, and when he did it was always something small, like he was scared that if he ate he would die.

He was very still, like a mountain. He only rushed if it was needed. For some reason, everyone seemed to like him.

Everyone but me.

He was a blank. When Hankias dieses started to catch on, the human body tried to defend its self from it. 90 years later, people figured out that the human body could not defend its self from it. So, it began to adopt to it.

When a human, nice and fun, or mean and hostile, when, and yes, it is a matter of when, loses someone or something, and it hurts them. The human body has evolved to get rid of the persons emotions.

The only real way to get a humans emotions back is to "heal" them from their loss. Sociopaths was no longer a term and the people like that are knowns "blanks".

I still dont know understand why.

That dieses is still a thing, slowly growing, slowly killing.

Slowly forcing people to loss emotions.

I guess people are being to accept it more and more. And People are falling inlove less and less. Maybe the body's adopted to the dieses by doing that too.

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I close my notebook and lied down on my back.

The image of that boy, continued to swim in my head.

I wonder is he was healed, or if he was still the plain canvas I knew.

I watched as my ceiling fan circled over my head, the light bulb hurting my eyes.

I had lived by myself for the pasted few months, and I was still getting used to the whole thing. I guess I'm not used to not having my dad yell for me to do the dishes. I'm not used to college. I'm not used to not seeing that blank every day.

My class in highschool graduated 10 months before. Before I had friends and even had a girlfriend for a little bit. Yeah, she was a little slut.

I was also pretty good grades, actually making it to the top fo the class. Well, I was secound place. First place belonged to that blank.

But, you have to have some pity on them. They're have been hurt and the government did nothing to really help.

Since blanks dont have emotions, therefore they have no guilt, the government has made more law against them. Blanks could be publicly discriminated against, they could were not allowed to adopt children, or have pets.

Blanks were also more target for murder and other crimes, since they have no emotions so people see them as a waste of space. They also were , more often than not, the prime suspects of crimes. Most police men argue that they should be since, again, no sense of guilt.

I dont know where I stand on that.

I haven't never met other blank exept that boy, so I have really nothing to compare him to.

I sat from my bed, placed my left arm down, and leaned on it.

I had recently moved from my house, to an apartment building. Honestly, this place feels like their trying to cover up something that happened. The place looked like those fake homes you see in movies.

I guess if my dads picked out the place, there was bound to be something weird.

But I could shake the feeling that someone, familiar, was near.

Little did I know that the blank was right downstairs.