When Tom awoke the next morning, he found that he was alone. Slowly, he sat up and grabbed a spare blue hoodie off the floor, putting it on over his head. Looking around, he realized Tord was nowhere in sight. At first he started panicking, thinking that Tord had left him there alone, before he heard the light strumming of Susan’s strings.
“T-Tord?” Tom said, his voice horse from not being used.
The music stopped, and he heard footsteps approaching him. Tom looked up to see Tord slowly walking towards him, Susan in his arms.
“Morning,” He said, smiling slightly.
Tom smiled back, “Morning.”
Tord sat down next to him, putting Susan in his lap.
“Sorry, I didn't ask you if I could play her.”
“No it's fine, I like listening to you play, you have a nice voice.”
“Really?” Tord asked.
Tom stared at him, smiling, “Yes.”
Tord smiled back, “So, anything you'd like to hear?”
Tom thought for a second before responding, “Do you know that one song that I used to sing, the one about the cave?”
“Yeah, do want me to sing it too?”
“Yes, please.”
Tord laughed, and began to play.
It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears and all the faults you've left behind
The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same I know the shame in your defeat
I will hold on hope and I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
'Cause I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I'll take mine
Now let me at the truth, which will refresh my broken mind
So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults and despite my growing fears
But I will hold on hope and I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence when you know the maker's heart
So make your siren's call and sing all you want
I will not hear what you have to say
'Cause I need freedom now and I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be
And I will hold on hope and I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
Tom closed his eyes, resting his head on Tord's shoulder.
“We’re going to get through this Tom,” Tord reassured him.
“I hope so,” Tom said, barely over a whisper.
Tord gave him a small sad smile, and continued to run his fingers through Tom's hair, until they both fell asleep in each other's arms.
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You're Not A Monster (TomTord)
FanfictionA story about hate, pain, monsters, memory loss, past mistakes, forgiveness, and most importantly, love. I don't own the characters, they belong to the animated series Eddsworld, created by Edd Gould. I only own the plot. *completed*
