Chapter 22

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"Y/n...wake up...." Tord says

No. I'm not waking up. I don't feel like pain today.

"Should we take her to the hospital?" Edd...says?

Hospital?! Edd?! Are they getting along?!

"No, I'm sure she will be fine." Tom says.

"What if she's hurt?!" Matt shouts.

I must be dreaming...

All four of them here and worrying about me?!

Someone poked my cheek.

"mnnng" I sit up quickly and look around hoping to see all of them.

"Finally..." Tord says then hands me a gun.

Where are the others...?

"hello?" he waves his robotic hand in front of my face as my stomach growls.

"So...Hungry..." He gasps as he realized I haven't eaten since I came here.

"Paul, go get her something to eat." Tord says shooing him away.


Toms POV

Tord grabs her hand and lifts her off the pillow she was using for a bed.

"Sleep well?" He asks grabbing her waist.

I couldn't bare to watch him flirt with her.

"U-Um ya! I'm fine! I mean- Sorry! Wait no-"

He looks at her confused as she throws out fake answers.

"Do you always lie like this?"

"Y- No!"

He moves closer to her face as she stutters to find an answer.

She then whimpers as she gives a pained expression.

"What the..." He says as he lifts his hand.

It was dripping blood, his head darts to an unraveled bandage and bloody pillow on the floor.

"You're bleeding?!" He shouts while lifting her shirt.

She quickly pulls it down and blushes.

"To- Boss!"

They fight for a while before Paul walks in and sees his hand up her shirt leaning on the desk.

"Woah! I-"

"Just pass me the food." Tord interrupts rolling his eyes.

Y/n looks at me and mouths 'help me' making me flinch as I try to hold back a bitch slap to Tords face.

~time skip~

Normal POV

Patryck wrapped a new bandage around my waist as I blushed and glared at Tord with defeat.

"I always win~" He says smirking.

I held back referencing on how bad he is at monopoly, scared it could make him upset to talk about the past.

Paul was discussing something with Tom but I wasn't sure on what. I'm assuming it was why I had a stab wound in my stomach.

"Thanks Patryck...." I mumble.

He looked up at me confused.

"Just doing what i'm supposed to." He says looking back down.

"Ya but you don't have to...and you're making sure it's not hurting..."

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