The New kid

Trust me

"Oh shut up," she giggles while wiping her face.

"Promise me something, you'll talk to the principal."

She head dips down, "Okay, but you have to promise me something too. Take care of my Matty boy, he's more self conscious then he thinks. Do me a favor and remind him to take care of himself and not listen to jerks."

"Even now your still taking care of someone else?" I smile, "I guess I can relay the message." I give her one last squeeze, "Just, Just hold on."
. . .

Tom's P.O.V

I rolled over and groaned, I didn't know it was possible to have my head pound anymore then a hangover, or even a migraine but whatever is happening surpassed it with raging, violent, nauseating colors! My eyes widened as I fell on the floor, how the hell do I have such bad luck? I wince and sit up, I have a few cuts on my arm and torso, it much have been from the glass, I think.

"Y-Yeah, the glass, wait, the glass?" I try and remember what happened, as soon as I do I panicked by the horror of the monster I rembered seeing. "N-No!" I cry, "It's not real! It's not--"

"Real? Oh, it's real."

I jump back, "Edd? Matt? Tord I know that's you! I swear I'll kick your Communist ass!"

"That jerk can't harm you, no, no, only me." It taunts.

I grab an empty bottle, "Where are you!"

"Care to turn around?"

I shakily began turn, "To see your dumb face, with your dumb horns, and kick your dumb butt, oh hell yeah!" I spin around with anger and a tinge of confidence. I stare into a mirror, I drop the bottle and scream, "HOLY SH--"

"Scared of yourself?" The ginormous black boulder of a monster stares down at me, it crushes my soul with it's one void of an eye. Why does it keep coming back?

"NO!" I scream and throw a bottle at it. The glass shatters, my body lifts from the floor as all the glass shards circle around my neck. Two big shards stay together as the monster opens it mouth showing it's dangerously sharp teeth. Red stained them. Suddenly someones running up the stairs, I dropped back on the floor out my breath, I pant and wheeze, what the hell, what the hell, what the hell, what the hell, what the hell, what the hell, what the actual hell?!

My door bursts open, "Thomas?" I wait for him to laugh, or yell at me but he doesn't, he just stares. My rooms as mess as usual, bottles, broke and empty, glass everywhere for the millionth time, me freakin out in the corner. "What the hell happened?"

"I-AGH!!" I wanted to give him my dumbass response, something rude and snarky but I can't. I can't breathe period. This is different from some anxiety attack, I actually can't breathe! It feels like I'm being choked like-- "UGNH!"

"Thomas!" Tord runs towards me, then it's like a monster turned visible, it's towering over me and it's claws are wrapped around my neck. As soon as Tord call out it runs towards him.

"NO!" I yell.

*Boom*

A black wave of light blows up in the rooms, Tords knocked to the ground and the monster fades. I quickly get up and run to Tords limp body, "Tord! N-No! , I  hate your guts but Edds gonna hate mine if you die! No, no, no, no, no, nonono! What do I do? This isn't real! I-It can't be! It's not real! NO!"

"Thomas." Tord weakly mumbled, "Shut up, stop your rambling." he moans.

"Oh my God, thank God! I thought you were dead!"

"Oh no, it takes a hell lot more to kill me!" He chuckles and sits up.

"Mind telling me, I might need to use it sometime?" I try.

"No thanks. Besides, I'm not the one who needs help right now monster boy."

"N-No. It's not. . .that wasn't.  . .n-no, it's not possible!" I cry.

It was real!

"Just listen, I didn't want to have to bring you guys into this, especially not a pain in the ass like you! But it doesn't seem like I've got much of a choice."

"What are you talking about?"

He hesitates,  "I only moved here for a mission, my parents work for the CIA."

Tord's P.O.V

I bite my tongue, shit, what do I say? Before I know it my lips are already moving.  "I only moved here for a mission, my parents work for the CIA." Thomas stares at me in disbelief, I have to wrap up the lie now! "God, I'll be killed for telling you this!" I 'wince' thinking of the imaginary pain that's not going to come but laughing on the inside at the gullible idiot in from of me who's eating it all up.

". . .Why should I buy it?"

Or so I thought.

"Listen, obviously I'm next to take up mt parent's place so being busy training to be a badass I didn't exactly have time to take a course on what to do when your dumb parents dump you in a high school because their busy playing spys. But I did have a mission and that was to find that beast inside of you and take it back." I countiued, he stares lifelessly, "Look I know it's a lot and crazy! But after all, you just saw it with your own two eyes. It was real Thomas. Let me help you, I know we don't see eye to eye, or whatever you want to call your black holes and honestly we probably never will but you have to trust me on this. I can help you."

"I don't know. . ."

"From one screw up to another? If you haven't noticed I'm not Mr. Nice guy."

"I definitely took the hint."

"Drunk teen with abusive parents, druggie teen who was forced into a life he didn't want, not to different, huh? Your life is about to get a hell lot more hellish with a demon living inside you. I'm not going to tell Matt or Edd and we won't have too. If you just let me help you?" I plead. Whether he says yes or no I'm getting that thing back.

He groans then holds out a hand, he pulls me to my feet. "O-Okay."