No Fear

Chapter Ten

Tom Pov:

Finally my own fucking room, the soldiers sleep like hogs. They snore all night and they're always moving on the creaky ass beds. Now I finally got my own room, since I finally ranked up.

That Commies head was in the wrong place if he really thought he could win against me, has he forgotten all the fights I've won against him before? His idiocy actually paid off for once, fucking dumbass.

The bed is actually much bigger than my bed, it's a full size bed and my old one is a twin size. I like this bed, but I'm not used to the bed room at all, the bed is huge in my eyes.

I'm being honest when I say this room is nice, but I'm also being honest when I say the rest of this place is absolute shit, the Rebellion is a much happier place and everyone's actually comfortable there.

I was given a walkie talkie and a laser gun, I don't really approve of laser guns since they kinda make me feel like I'm cheating at fighting. Why? Well, one shot to the body and your skin melts off, you're basically done for in one shot and it doesn't give the enemy a chance. As I said before, I'm a very fair person.

So instead of using the laser gun, I decided to put a automatic pistol in my holster instead, they made these things a few years ago, but I'm a classy guy so I usually use a regular pistol.

I figured this place is a bit rough and since people hate this army so much there's probably going to be a lot of violence around the place, so a automatic pistol should work fine.

I also keep a dagger in a hidden sheath in the back of my belt, just in case I need it. You never know when you'll need to stab a bitch.

It's around Midnight when there's a knock at my door, I groan and wonder who the fuck would be awake at 12:00 in the fucking morning.

I lay in bed and wait to see if they get the hint that I'm trying to sleep and leave, but they just keep knocking. I turn on my bedside table lamp and I stand up, I walk to the door. I mutter quiet curses until my breath and my steps act as rough slams to the ground.

I open the door and sigh, of fucking course its Tord. He's always been a damn insomniac, he was always the one to be awake late at night and work on his own things until he passes out.

"Oh Your Highness! What is royalty doing up so late?" I ask sarcastically and raise a eyebrow.

Tord only sighs and asks, "How are you liking your new room?"

"You asked me the same question yesterday Com- Red Leader,"

"Oh, well remind me,"

I exhaustedly sigh, "It's a nice room and I'm very grateful for it, now may I please go back to bed Sir,"

I go to close the door, but he holds it open and says, "Wait! Can I just be with you for a while?"

"What, so you can rape me?"

"No! I just want to talk for a while!"

"Commie, I'm not the best at talking to when it's the middle of the night and I'm tired as fuck,"

"Then we don't even have to talk! Just please, let me in,"

"You act like a child that just had a nightmare," Tord looks at me with a begging face, I groan loudly. "Fucking- Fine! Okay?! Just be quiet."

Tord smiles and says, "Thank you!"

I move to the side and he walks in, I never noticed that he just has a hoodie on instead of his full army outfit, is he really that fucking comfortable to just wear a hoodie in front of me?

I know he never wore the huge suit when we lived together, but I assume since now I'm practically his slave it'd all be different. He should know that I am still planning to kill his ass when I have the information I need from the army's files.

He looks around curiously and I just sit on my bed, I rub my eyes as Tord sits down on a armchair in the corner of the room. I look at him getting comfortable on the chair, I cringe slightly.

"I see you're making yourself at home, fantastic," I say sarcastically and roll my eyes.

Tord only hums in response as silence fills the room. I would lay down and try to sleep while he's in here, but the last time I was unconscious while he was there I was drafted into a communist army, so fuck that shit.

"Why the fuck did you want to come in here anyway? I have nothing fun going on in here," I say and raise a eyebrow. "It's just my bedroom."

"I was bored," Tord says and leans back in the chair with his arms behind his head.

"But this place is the least entertaining place in this whole army base, you could find way better places to go than here," I cross my arms and give him a monotone look.

"Okay fine, you want to know why I'm here?"

"No shit,"

"Because I'm lonely in the middle of the night and I don't have anyone to talk to except for you,"

"You have Paul,"

"We aren't people that have known each other from childhood, he would be pissed if I woke him up in the middle of the night to talk informally to him,"

"Well I'm no different Tord, I'm not here by choice. I'm here because I was kidnapped and forced to join this shit hole, and I should remind you that you're responsible for that!" I stand up and walk over to him as he sits, looking at me. "We're not goodie goodie Tord, you'll always be my enemy, even if I do work for you now."

Tord stands up and looks down at me with a unsure looking face, "Why can't we be goodie goodie?"

"Because I'm not a communist and thanks to you, I hate all communists in general. They're assholes that only care about dictating and power,"

"That isn't-"

"Don't even try to tell me I'm wrong, I've known you long enough to know who you are and what you want Tord,"

Tord goes silent, I'm surprised he isn't disciplining me on "respect" and all that bullshit. I don't know what he's thinking, and I don't want to know.

"Fine, we don't have to be goodie goodie, but that doesn't mean we have to be angry at each other 24/7. Can't we get along? Just talk and not cuss each other out all the time?"

I think about it for a second. I'm already kind of failing the obedient act because it's impossible for me to keep my mouth shut.

But maybe if I don't specifically act "mean" to him then I'll be less likely to be punished and I'll be more likely to be ranked up to a high enough level to see the files. So taking the offer is the best option.. I hope.

I sigh and say, "Fine, but the only thing I request is that you let me get some sleep tonight. I have stuff to do tomorrow and I can't be exhausted to do them."

Tord sighs of disappointment before saying, "Fine, but talk to me sometime tomorrow."

"Okay, whatever,"

Tord opens the door and leaves without another word. I quickly get up and lock my door before flopping on to my bed face first. I reach around for the lamp and turn it off. I fall asleep just like this.