Checkered Bracelet (Torm) [COMPLETED]

Chap 10

No one's P.O.V

Tord and Tom stood silence as both of them scanned the other from the bottom to the top. Tom had a burnt scar on his hand and a scratch on his face, Tord looked over to his bracelet. It was almost burned on one side. Tord stared in horror and a little bit of.. sympathy.

"Thomas.. what happened?" Tord asked and walked closer to Tom but as soon as he was inches away from the Brit, Tom sprinted away from him. This left Tord shocked and confused. Nonetheless he chased after him.

"THOMAS!" He shouted through the hallways, his voice and his heavy steps echoed. Finally when he took a turn, he saw Thomas who seems like was running to the school gate. Tord ran a bit faster hoping he'll catch up but as soon as he set foot on the school entrance, his right eye and head started to sting.

He slowed down and shut his eyes close groaning in pain. He gently cupped his eye with his left hand, "why now..." He mumbled under his breath as he kneeled down. It was too painful, he couldn't even think properly. He started to call for help. Luckily the guards heard his call and rushed for his aid.

"Why didn't you chase after him?" Tord mumbled as he was carried by one of the guards.

"It's okay, son. We'll bring you to the nurse." The guard said and started walking to the school clinic, the other followed beside them. Tord still kept his eyes shut thinking about Tom.

"I think he's feeling hot. Let's take off his jacket." The other suggested, Tord wanted to open his eyes and say something.. but the only thing he let out was a whine. Both of the guards paused, "no." The guard said to the other.

Tord felt relieved.. he was okay if someone saw his arm but he wanted it to be in his will.

School Clinic~

Tord sat silently as the clinic-in-charge fiddle with his robotic arm to see if there was anything wrong. The school nurse was in the restroom at the moment so this leaves Tord in the clinic-in-charge's care. Apparently only the principal and the school clinic people knows why he is in such state.

He glance over to the empty chair beside him, it was covered in towels with blood. The woman noticed where he was looking and said, "Yeah, you should've controlled your anger earlier. He had his face open."

Tord quietly chuckled as he thought of how the guy would look like. "It isn't funny. You almost killed him." She exclaimed as she crossed her arms.

"He started it. Not my fault." Tord said in monotone. The woman just sighed, "I'm letting you off this time since you're in such state."

The woman then took a small flashlight inside the drawer beside them and slowly opens Tord's right eye then shined the flashlight on it then examined it.

Tord flinched from the pain but soon relaxed. The woman's eyes then trailed down to his robotic arm.

"I think it's because of your robotic arm." She stated as she flicked the arm once. Tord looked up to the ceiling thinking about.. stuff.

"Did you bring your pills?" She asked Tord, Tord shook his head gently as a No. She nodded and went over to the medicine cabinet.

"Well since.. we don't have any of the pills you need mayb--"

"The doctor didn't tell me that I needed pills." Tord cut off. She glance over Tord in such worried look. "The doctor didn't huh..." She scratched her chin. Tord looked at himself in the mirror in front of him. He thought that he looked like some maniac that had a traumatic past. He chuckled from his own thought.

"I know.." she interrupted, Tord looked back at the woman, who was writing on a piece of paper. She then handed it to Tord when she finished, "I'll call your parents, here's a gate pass. I want you to go to the hospital and go ask if you need pills." She instructed.