The Traitor and The Communist

The Riseing Suspicion

Song- Do I want to know? By: The artic Monkeys

Tom pushes himself off the wall, then walks to lean on the wall next to Edd. Tord turns onto his left side to look at his old friends and roommates.
"Thanks..." Tord mutters towards them, "You guys didn't have to take me here." Tom scoffs and glares at Tord,
"Well we're not you, we do have compassion for other people." Tord looks away, a hint of hurt on his face. He opened his mouth to rebuttal but the doctor walked back into the room. The doctor dropped a bag of various pills next to Tord and smiled,
"A nurse will come by later to explain to you when and what pills to take and their respective doses," The doctor looked at everyone and scribbled something on the chart before speaking again, "there's one other thing we should discus, before we can send you on your way, do you have any roomates or people you live with?"
Tord sakes his head no, the doctor sighs and turns towards the others in the room, "Well then, would you lot mind taking care of him?" He asks them, Matt stands up with figurative stars in his eyes and a wide smile plastered on his face, in a bubbly tone he responds,
"Sure! We can take care of him, and take turns and stuff!" Matt bounces up and down like an ecstatic child, the doctor chuckles and nods.

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Tord sat in the back seat of a green Honda, probably years old by now, judging by the quality of the polyester seat. Tord looked up from the car's floor and could see the tension in the air, hanging over him like a thick winter fog. Matt was seated to the right of Tord rambling on and on about things he found interesting waving his hands around as he spoke. Edd was driving eyes focused on the road, as he drove carefully back to the apartment complex. Tom was sitting in front of Tord so he couldn't see much but he could tell Tom's arms were crossed. Tord stared out the window watching the cityscape go by.

The car had finally stopped, the trio and Tord started to head inside, Tord looked across the street from the complex and there was a pub and a couple of stores. He sighed and followed the trio inside, putting his hands into his pockets.

Tord stood as stiff as a board when he was back in the apartment, now knowing it was Edds. When he looked around it was very obvious it was his, pictures of Matt, Tom, himself and his cat were hanging on walls and placed on shelves. Cat toys adorned the floor and one or two were in a black cat bed pushed into a corner of the room. There was a kitchen to the right of the living room area with a small dining room attached to it. Directly across from the front door was another door leading to what Tord assumed was Edd's bedroom.

Tom sat down on one of the two red arm chairs, and Matt flopped onto the same red couch Tord had woken up in earlier that same day. Edd closed the door and locked it, Matt sat up and moved to the end of the couch that was the furthest from Tom. Edd picked up the remaining matching arm chair and placed it so it was facing Tom and the intire couch, before sitting on the empty end of the couch. He looks at Tord, "Sit." He says, gesturing to the arm chair with one arm crossed.

Tord awkwardly shuffles over and sits down. He sits up as straight as he can, which isn't very straight and puts his hands on his lap timidly. He looks up not really returning Edd's eye contact but still looking at him. Tord can feel them staring at him even if he's only looking at Edd.
"So," Edd starts, crossing his arms properly, this is it. Tord thinks, this is the conversation I've been dreading. "Why are you back." Tord is taken aback slightly. That's not what he was expecting, he was imagining much worse version of that question.

Wait why am I here? Tord questioned himself, he wasn't really going to try to find them. The only reason was Matt brought him back, other wise he would've just let them live in peace. He apologized to them already so he could've just left.
"I don't know," Tord responds honestly, rubbing the back of his neck with his robotic arm. "I wasn't really planning on coming back, I mean, I really wanted to apologize don't get me wrong. But I didn't even know if you guys were still in London, let alone England. And I didn't want to disrupt you guys again just to stop feeling guilty. Sorry again."

Tord leans back in the chair and starts messing with the corner of his sweater.  Edd looks over Tord, with one eyebrow raised in judging suspicion, he didn't seem to be lying but Edd couldn't tell. He's lied to them all before, Edd wasn't going to believe him just because he said a couple of sorrys. Edd stared at Tord and when he looked up made eye contact with him, Tord stared at him back not with any hatred or anything sinister, just a normal look of curiosity. "So, um." Tord whispered, looking away from Edd then back. "Is there anything else you guys wanted to ask?"

Tom shifted in the arm chair he was sitting in, he cleared his throat gaining Tord attention, "How long are you going to stick around?" Tom asks impatiently, Tord squints one eye as he tries to remember something,
"How ever long the doctor said you guys have to put up with me, I would've left sooner. Hell even today, but sense he wanted progress reports and to check in, you're kind of stuck with me, sorry." Tom clicks his tounge off the roof of his mouth that's a month of Tord at least, maybe even more. This was going to be an interesting experience of a  month, that was something everyone knew, even Matt. Good or bad that was the question everyone was thinking as they continued the conversation into an awkward territory.