it was about midnight, the boys were all asleep except for one. that one being tord. he was in a single room, by himself, alone with his thoughts. but he didn't feel like being by himself.
odd, usually tord couldn't stand being near people. but now he wanted to be held or he wanted someone to hold. either way he felt restless. his mind now drifting to tom and the hot tub. he learned how to swim which was pretty good. not only that, he learned tom is trustworthy enough to save your life from drowning in a hot tub.
maybe just this once he would feel safe around someone.
Tords POV
it hasn't been a month yet since i moved here but i did find some good friends. especially tom. well i mean he is a really good friend. if edd knew about my secret it wouldn't have been kept long enough.
however tom knows how to keep some. although i don't understand why i told him so soon. i could have waited longer.
why am i even thinking about them? i should be thinking about myself. i don't need friends. i just need to use them to feel normal. that's all.
but, what if they are important? do i really need them?
ugh all this thinking is giving me a damn headache. i need some water.
lazily peeling my body off the mattress i started walking down a hall which i assumed would lead me to the kitchen. do rich people have a curfew? or can they actually do whatever they wanted?
are the servants like alarm clocks or do they stay home at night? so many questions, an even worse headache.
pushing back my thoughts i continued making my way. for a while i was lost until i saw familiar paintings from where we were last time. i followed them, seeing that they all had paintings of matt or matt and his family. mostly just the narcissist.
mindlessly wandering i held back a yelp once i felt something stab my foot. dear god that hurt like hell. i lift my foot to see a thumbtack stuck on the middle of my foot. who lays thumbtacks on the damn floor at two in the damn morning?!
i grabbed it, difficult since my nails were really short. yanking it out of my foot i hissed in pain. finally after a few minutes of limping the pain subsided.
after some time i finally found it. i walked towards it and started looking through cupboards for any cups. nope, all of them were full of food no cups whatsoever. ugh.
if i was a rich person, where would i hide the cups? i tapped my foot and scratched at the back of my palm. stupid habits. a light bulb went off in my head. i kneeled down opening a bottom cupboard full of glass plates, bowls, and cups! finally, cups!
how am i a genius? oh i don't know, it's natural. while patronizing myself i grabbed a glass cup and hold it under a faucet. letting the unfiltered water fill up the cup. i don't like using a water bottle, the plastic is way too noisy. it's better tasting than tap water but it makes too much noise.
i turned off the faucet and took a swig of the cold water. my mouth felt cold and it was better than a warm one. my insides were now refreshed. did that sound weird? yeah it definitely sounds weird.
"tord?"
"hellig dritt!!!" i screeched. my cup flung from my hand. panicking i tried desperately catching it. the glass cup bouncing off my hands, taunting me from catching the cup.
alas i failed and the glass fell then shattered into hundreds of tiny pieces. i froze and turned to look at the person who called my name.
tom. he looked tired and worried. not only that he was shirtless and only piece of clothing was his dark blue pajama pants. they look really comfy not gonna lie. i should buy some later in the week.
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can't sleep love | tomtord
Losowe✨ a gamer boy by the username ♤ sad boy hours ♤ was an average edgy teenager who was always stuck on his gamer set. constantly playing games and spending his money on useless shit that would level up his game experience. although he still did his sc...
