'This is all your fault, you killed Jon. You betrayed your bestfriends trust.' At that moment Tord wakes up in cold sweat, Living on the streets rotting away is hard enough and nightmares come each time you wake up.
"Shit, Another damn nightmare" Tord gets up from laying on the cold floor from what's called an alley way. Getting dressed, Tord goes to find food or what he calls "suffering" he never talks anymore cause each time he'll cry and cry and cry. After not finding food and starving each day he goes after to a broken mirror and tares of a piece of class. |WARNING: CUTTING AHEAD| He lifts a his sleeve up. 'thank gosh this glass is sharp' He places it on his pale arm, then slices. "One for Edd, One for Matt, Three for Tom. And that did it, He instantly passed out due to the blood loss before he could use some left over bandages.
Sorry for short chapter, this is much better then my other discontinued book, will be posting 2+ times Daily.
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You Weren't There| TomTord
FanfictionTakes after end| Tords depressed, he's changed. Tords been doing some crap and seeing things, he's always having nightmares that haunt him. So one day Tord finally tries to go find the gang and apologize to them, but he's to scared to confront Tom...
