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Tord watched as Tom ran off towards the exit of the school with his bag at lunch. He wasn't coming back. Tom was moving again, and Tord was never going to see him again for all he knew.

And he hated him for it.

That's what he told himself anyways. The truth was, Tord loved him with all his demonic soul. But he hated being left behind. His real parents had done it along with his first adoptive parents, and now Tom was doing it too. Then he felt something dig its claws in his leg, and he jumped and looked down to see a grey kitten with a slightly damaged and dirty blue bow on her neck. He gently picked her up and looked at her.

"Hello. Where is your owner?" he asked and she mewed, and he could have sworn he could almost understand her, with her saying something about being abandoned.

"Oh I know a thing or two about that." He said, then picked his bag up and looked at Edd and Matt, who were talking amongst themselves.

"I'm going home. I'll see you tomorrow. Maybe." He said flatly and before either of them could react, he was already out the high school doors and running down the street.

At his house, Tord peeked through the front door to see no sign of his adoptive parents. Good, that meant they probably weren't in the house at all. He walked in and went straight to his room, then shut the door and set the kitten on the bed then looked at her thinking.

"You need a name... how about Smokey?"

Smokey laid down on his pillow purring and he smiled a little. "I'll take that as a yes."

He layed across his bed, staring at the ceiling. This isn't how this day was supposed to go.

And then the front door slammed open and he went pale and quickly sat up.

He quickly got up and shoved Smokey in a closet and closed the door right as his dad walked in.

"Tord Lawson what are you doing here?! You can't miss anymore school!" he hissed and grabbed him by the collar.

"I-I'm sorry I just had to take care of something!" Tord tried to explain but he just glared at him even more.

"What could possibly have not waited."

"I.. Uh..."
And there was a crash inside the closet. Tord's father quickly opened it to see Smokey had knocked down some boxes then he turned to Tord again.

"I am done with you." He hissed and grabbed him, then dragged him to the basement and threw him down it. "I am getting rid of you and trust me it will be the best decision I will ever make. I still don't understand how that wife of mine managed to convince me to get you." he said, and with that, slammed and locked the door.

Tord rubbed his head and looked around for any escape, only to see there was none. He backed into the corner and curled up, with his demon tail, horns, and ears popping out like the usually did when he was scared.

And then he waited.

And waited.


Three hours later, the door opened.


MMMMM MY INSIDES ARE DYINGGG

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