In Our Nightmares | TordTom

Chapter 8

Tord's POV

I sat on the ground with a guitar in my arms. A song in mind. I started to play, of course I needed to fix the notes to go with the song, ugh- The struggle- Ok ok, let's start..

People are puppets held together with string

There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him

As he asked me to pray to the God he doesn't believe in

Time and again boys are raised to be men

Impatient they start, fearful they end

But here was a man mourning tomorrow

He drank, but finally drowned in his sorrow

He could not break surface tension

He looked in the wrong place for redemption

Don't look at me with those eyes

I tried to un-heave the ties

Turn back the time that drew him

But he couldn't be saved

A sadness runs through him

Through him

Time and again boys are raised to be men

Impatient they start, fearful they end

But here was a man mourning tomorrow

Who drank, but finally drowned in his sorrow

He could not break surface tension

He looked in the wrong place for redemption

Don't look at me with those eyes

I tried to un-heave the ties

Turn back the time that drew him

But he couldn't be saved

A sadness runs through him

Through him

Don't look

Don't look

Don't don't

Don't look at me with those eyes

I tried to un-heave the ties

Turn back the time that drew him

But he couldn't be saved

No he couldn't be saved

A sadness runs through him

A sadness runs through him

A sadness runs through him

A sadness runs through him

A sadness runs through him...

That song was about me in a way. I made it a few years back, but haven't really sang it since then... I'm not to bad I guess. I gently picked up the guitar in my hands and threw it in the air carefully. It disappearing out of thin air before landing or even having a chance to fall down

I let out a sigh. I'm starting to wonder if I'm ever going to leave this place... It's horrible, honestly... But life's a bitch. And we all know that. My gaze flickered to in front of me noticing the place changed

There I sat. On my bed, my pistol in hand. I was just staring at it

3rd Person's POV

Tord remembered that day. He just couldn't bring himself to do it

To do what? Well read for yourselves...

Tord seemed to be examining the gun. His grip tightening on the handle. He let out a breath he himself didn't know he was holding. He seemed to be out of it

But no one knows what he was doing. Well none other than Tord himself of course. Flashing black before showing what was going on

The image before them was, Tord. He had moved from staring at the gun. To have lifted it up to his head. Tears in his eyes

Tord let out a shaky sigh before looking at the ground in shame. He knows no one was there. Well thinks so anyways. But he just felt so... Ashamed..

Tord stared blankly at the floor in front of him. You can see it in his eyes that he's hurt. He clearly just wants to escape. Escape from what? Life. It's been horrible with him and he just wants to leave it all behind

He started to shake. He couldn't do it. He wanted to pull the trigger. He knew he could end it right then and there. But he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He shook as tears formed in his eyes. He couldn't just leave them

They were there for him. They made him feel loved when he didn't. They gave him a reason to be there. They gave him hope. He believed them. They were his reason to be alive. If they weren't here. He would be gone

Oh how Tord knew that. His friends meant everything to him. He was so broken before, 'til he meet them. It all changed when they came into his life

Tears slipped from his eyes as he released the gun. Landing on the floor with a loud 'thud'. How did Tord know it was loud? Well his parents came running to his room because they heard the sound. They wondered what happened

The sight wasn't something they really wanted to see. It pained them to. There Tord now sat on the floor, his legs curled into his chest sobbing, a gun laid on the ground next to him

Then everything went black. Tord had tears falling down his cheeks without even knowing so

"Fucking helpless..." He muttered out

Tord's POV

I let out a yelp as the floor disappeared from beneath me. I fell. Just like everything else. How ironic, right? I fell until I hit the ground. The impact hurt. It felt just like when I landed on the ground after the...

I let out a choked breath due to how hard I had hit the ground, on top of that, I had hit the ground landing on my back. All this place seems to do is hurt me. Mentally and physically. Heh just like everything else huh?

I let out a few breathes gathering myself before getting up. But this time I was at the, cliff? But nothing was there. And it appeared to be night. I could see the house in the distance, lights coming from the window illuminating the grass outside the place

Silently contemplating on what to do, I chose to go down there. Walking to the edge of the cliff I climbed down. Heading down to the house. Arriving rather quickly. I walked up to the door, hesitant to open it. But eventually did after a few minutes of thinking

Walking inside there sat Edd, Matt and Tom. Eyes on the TV. Ringo laying on Edd's lap his hand on top of her. He sat next to Matt on the couch. Tom took the reading chair(?). They were all watching the um,, news. I walked up behind the couch placing my arm on the back

As soon as I did that everything went black, yet their outline was still there in white. I heard slight cracking from underneath me so I glanced down. Just as the floor broke and I fell through. Then I couldn't breath again, I was back under water

I was slowly drowning...

Drowning in my past...