// fast-paced angst. that's it, that's the whole tweet.
The muscular heart is considerably predominant in the human body for projecting both oxygen and nutrients throughout the entirety of your body, in addition to disburden toxins as well as waste materials. With it being essential, it's the primary organ of your circulatory system; it needs to circulate into your blood. This individual in particular is suffering both internal and external bleeding from being punctured in the major artery, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling. Although he wasn't immediately unconscious, his vision can be described as wobbly; dizziness occurred heavily soon afterward. He attempted to keep himself awake by standing up, soon being dismissive as he tumbled back on the floor; hitting his back.
He couldn't breathe, not even for a second. The stab was burning, numbness kept reoccurring, he felt weak; he was unable to push himself further when he fought his old acquaintance. Poor Tord couldn't help but question if this truly was the end for him, his mental state being in denial. His eye examined the room, only to be met with Edd's as the Brit scoffed; squatting down next to the nearly deceased figure. The green-hoodied fellow suffered a gunshot wound to the arm, he couldn't help but label it as a minor injury; he couldn't care less if he didn't get treatment for it further. What mattered to him was his goal being achieved: sweet revenge.
Edd glared at Tord's semblance, giving him one final look when he took the other's pistol; stepping over him. He checked his pistol to see if there was any ammunition left, now bringing his attention to the weapon. “Why did you do this to me?” The Norsk muttered out, exhaling out a splat of blood; now quietly choking. His friend paused for a couple of seconds, not taking his eyes off it. “You took down my friend, you took Tom away from me after the incident you've started back at the old house. Why should I forgive you for what's happened?” Edd interrogated, soon releasing a soft groan due to the gun not visibly having any shells or bullets in it. He tossed it off to the side.
The silence treatment was compromised. No voices were exchanged, but time flew by quickly; Edd took note of his breathing becoming less shallow and more distant.
He got what he wanted, right from the beginning.
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Eddsworld Oneshots
Fanfiction// status: on-hold start date: 12/28/2022 mainly oneshots for eddsworld. some silly goofy shit that's either requested from people or from inspiration myself. 'x-readers' are available and welcomed, same thing with ships. aroace ships are an excepti...
