Insane. (Tomtord Fanfic) (COMPLETED)

Moving On

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock right beside my desk with a table under it.

Wait a sec... what in the fuck did I set up an alarm for..?

I thought about that for a good couple of minutes to finally come to the conclusion

That I did it for no absolute reason

God fucking damnit Thomas, think!

And to think I had a good dream..

It was 9:00 in the morning so why not just be an early bird for once?

I stood up from my bed and continue to walk towards my room-bathroom.

I took a quick and rather warm shower and proceed to go downstairs.

It was until I smell a familiar odor ringing through my nose that sent a sign that I'm starving to the bone that stopped me on my tracks.

Fuck yes bacon is the shit

I dash downstairs, fast enough to not let me fall down resulting in a very painful injury.

As I was seated already, I see Edd bring the plates to both me and Matt that I didn't even notice was right in front of me, on the other side of the table.

I dig through my plate and thanked Edd in-between eating my food.

Oh how I love bacon..

Reminds me of that bloodthirsty commie...

Tsk tsk, to think that he almost had my trust he ruined it with that motherfucking giant robot..

The past is in the past and now I've moved on from it.

I think...

"Are you okay, Tom..?" Edd questions with concern lingering on his voice.

I suddenly noticed I went from eating happily and then it anonymously turned into complete guilt and slowly eating bit by bit.

"O-oh um, yeah Edd thanks for the meal!" I tell him, trying to sound as enthusiastic as possible.

I stand up from the eating table and continue to go back to my room.

Why am I even like this? I hardly even liked the guy!

Or that's what I thought...

I might treat him like complete shit but that's just because I don't have anything to express myself with..

Sure, we had fights. But im mostly the one affected by it..

No, no Tom bad! You hate him and it's always like that! Nothing else!

Grrrr... I need to stop thinking about this... I've moved on..

What has gotten over me?

Sleep is the only thing that could possibly wipe my thoughts off of this... I don't need this kind of pressure...

I force myself to shut my eyes and pray to god that I sleep.

Thankfully, I actually did.

Everything is pitch black and I can't see a single frame.

Good.

Looks like I'm asleep for the rest of the day.

Only thing I hope is that Edd and Matt don't knock on the door.

I love those guys but they can just be a pain in the ass most of the time.

I just need my space for now..