Tom's p.o.v.
here i sit in my room on my bed drinking. i think about Tord a lot..."shit what am I thinking i'm not gay" i think to myself. Matt was pretty homophobic Edd didn't really mind me being gay but he was the only one that i ever told. "Tord..."i think to myself what he would look like if he was beside me in this moment. i open the door and walk out to see Tord making himself bacon? he loves bacon "probably more than he loves me" i think. i grab Tord's waists only to hear "Jahovah what the hell?! let go?!" he nearly hit my face. "your a cute damn Communist" i say not knowing what i literlly just said. he got flustered it was cute until he got done with his bacon and made me let go. "dammit Thomas" he said. i loved his Norski body i loved his accent i loved everything about him, he just can't tell. he'll find out soon..i hope i don't want him to think i hate him forever..that wouldn't be good. I opened the fridge and watch Tord leave into his room i got sad and eventually cried a bit grabbing all the Smirnoff and wanting to feel nothing again so i ran to my room and started cutting.I hear Edd yelling and i don't think much about it and continued cutting. I hear a knock making me throw the knife and cursing under my breath. Tord slams the door open. "i'm sorry...and" he stops to notice the knife "Tom are you cutting?"he asked concerned "n-no shit face" i manage to stutter out. He looked at me with a blank face and put the knife down i started drinking again and he snatched the Smirnoff away from me. I just look at him he grabs my wrists and pulls up my hoodie sleeves and gasps "Thomas why did you lie to me about this?! this is serious!" he was worried? i couldn't tell not knowing what he was doing he went to the bathroom and got cleaning alchol and put it on my cuts it stung but i couldn't really feel it. I think he was stressed he was mumbling curse words under his breath making me worried he looked at me "ah, his eyes they are like paradise one blood red the other just like a grey sky on a rainy day" i thought to myself.
