depressed tom x tord! Discontinued

ugh

Toms pov;;;

I sat on the couch, sluggishly drinking my acohal, the thoughts returning again.
Why couldn't they just wash away.
They're like a bad hangover that won't go away.
I groaned and looked over at edd who was fast asleep next to Matt.
I figured tord was asleep upstairs.
I started to get up, spilling the achohal all over myself.
"Damnit" I mutter my words slurring.
I don't even bother to clean it up.
I just grab another bottle and head up to my room and stop by tords room. Ever since he came back we became good buds, almost better than edd and Matt.
Surprisingly he was still awake.
"Hey tom, you ok?" He asks, looking up from the book he was reading, his accent strong as ever.
I stopped
I wasn't okay.
All i wanted to do was drink it all away and slit my wrists.
"Yea, I'm fine," I reply without even thinking.
"Are you sure? You look really pale.."
"I said I'm fine okay!" I growl, stomping into my room.
I slide down and lean against the door.
Damnit I'm such an embarrassment, I think.
I chug another beer, my vision blurring.
That's odd.
I hope it fucking kills me.
I grab a blade and graze it against my wrists, feeling the same old burning sensation on my arms.
Blood wells up and I feel warm tears drop from my cheeks.
I drink more, hoping ill get achohal poising.
I pour some directly into the cuts, wincing at the burning sensation. Blood drips from my arms and down my hands.
I bury my face into a pillow and sob.
No one cares.
Matt and edd could care less.
Tord was only pretending.
I truggled to stand up, whoozy from blood loss and achohal. I wobbled towards the door and slammed my head against the door making loud thumping noisee until I eventually am knocked unconscious.

Tords pov;;;;

Tom was starting to worry me.
He only drank and shut himself away from everyone. He was almost always pale and wore a dull expression.
I closed the book I was reading and decided to check on him.
I get up and open his door, accidently hitting him with the door.
I stare horrified at what I see, tears and anger pushing past me.
He lay unciounces on the floor, blood and achohal lay all around him and he looked dead.
"Tom?!" I shriek waking everyone up.
Edd and Matt rush up stairs and join him in the horrific realization of tom.
"Wake up tom!"
"Oh dear!! Tom!!"
"Please tom..!!"