Tomtord Oneshots (Discontinued)

Haunted House AU (redo)

Warnings- cussing, death/drowning

- Tom's POV -
   "You guys aren't coming back to this house until you stop fighting!" Me and Tord looked at each other and sighed. We hate each other, and will always. No matter if Edd- wait.. We don't have any money on us. "DAMNIT!" The devil looked at me while lighting his cigar. "What is it Jehovah?" "Do you have any cash?" His eyes widened as he realized what I meant. "EDD GIVE ME MY DAMNED WALLET!" I heard a little "Nope!" from the other side. So we didn't have any money and we couldn't get a job since our wallets had our drivers licenses, and social security cards in them. "Let's work together. For now." I rolled my non-existent eyes. "There is an abandoned house that we could live in for awhile." He nodded and we started walking to the worst decision in our lives.

Timeskip

- Tom's POV -
Once we entered the house, the doors slammed shut, and all windows were iron bars. How did we not notice that before? There was now no way to escape, and I visibly freaked out. "Aww, do I need to comfort you, crybaby?" I punched him in the gut with a simple "Shut up!" There was a barely any light sources and I could see red stains on the stone walls, gulping a bit. I kept walking as Tord was by my side. There was a split scream for help then a gunshot. My face went pale as Tord latched onto my hand and started quietly walking. The sound of gas being leaked and cries for help erupted in the air. It was as if someone had recorded this just to frighten someone. Where did these get the recordings? The sounds seemed to haunt me, shaking me with fear every second. Tord seemed to notice how I was violently shaking as he was staying surprisingly calm. He wrapped a hand around my waist leading me down the seemingly never ending hallway. I heard a scream split the air into tension and Tord noticeably flinched as tears ran down my face. "Shh," He whispered lowly, like he was afraid someone would hear him. "Everything's going to be ok.." Nothing was going to be ok. I knew that... Then why did I start to calm down? He presumably noticed this and kept whispering sweet nothings to me. At one point, I thought he was trying to calm both of us down. Then, he stopped. It was like he was listening to something so I listened too.

Creak.

   We stopped walking as the sound of footsteps got louder and faster.

Creak. Creak, creak.

   We ran as fast as we could. We soon barricaded ourselves in a small room, and hid behind the wall. Tears fell down my eyes at a shockingly rapid pace. No words were exchanged at first. We were still listening to the outside. I cuddled into the taller man's chest as we slid down the wall. He held me tight as I silently sobbed into his chest. The sound of his heartbeat signified how scared he was. None of us could think of our hatred, only the fact that we were about to die. The more I sobbed the more his heartbeat fastened, so I tried to stop.. That pretty much failed. Once I stopped all I could think about is how I was going to die. How I never got to say everything I needed to say in this world. The whole situation made my vision blurry and made my head spin. Someone was whispering my name in a quiet tone but there response was me passing out.

- Tord's POV -
   When Tom stopped crying I thought he fell asleep. This situation is pretty difficult and I don't have my guns on me. I gently grabbed his chin so he could look at me, asleep or not. The look in his black eyes told me he was out of it. He honestly looked like he was in another dimension. "Tom." I whispered. When I got no response fear built up inside me and I kept repeating his name to calm myself. Soon I felt him go limp, and this frightened me. I quickly checked for a pulse and found one. Must have passed out. I gently laid his head onto my lap, afraid. Not for me, but for him. You may be curious why I am afraid for him? It's simple, really, I've had a crush on him ever since high school. The typical cliche love cycle. Then shit happened (AKA Tord dated Tom's crush, I said nothing) and I hid my feelings. From myself and others. In a moment of life and death where he is passed out and will literally never really know how much I love him... I have to be true to myself. I love everything about him from the way his eyes light up when he is watching his favorite shows to the way he hates Christmas. Again, the typical cliche love cycle. His eyes dizzily fluttered open. (When you're passed out it doesn't have to take long to wake back up.) "Wh-what happened?" He whispered, barely getting up before groaning and falling back down. "You passed out." I said barely audible. He soon realized our situation and started hyperventilating. I heard knocking on the door. Not really knocking more like banging. If I'm going to die.. I'm going to die right. I gently caressed Tom's cheek and kissed him softly. Instead of being pushed away, I could feel him melting into the kiss. We kept in that position for a long time, Tom's arms eventually made it around my neck as I let one of my hands ruffle in his hair, one was still caressing his cheek. We broke for air as water started to flood the room. Tears flooded down both of our eyes as we were being drowned. I gently wiped away his tears and he gently smiled at me.. Accepting our death. I said sweet nothings to him, talking about how much I love him. As the air was all but here I nuzzled my head into the nape of his neck, accepting my death. He pulled away, softly kissing me to try and make our last moments last. I, of course, kissed back hoping that something would save us. Nothing did. I felt Tom go limp and my heart shattered. I nuzzled my head back into the crook of his neck finally relieving the pain inside me and taking a breathe for air. Knowing no one would save us.

- Narrator's POV -
   Police soon investigated the area, stumbling upon the house. They went in and found Tom's and Tord's dead bodies seemingly cuddling each other. The whole place was bloody, cells riddled with bodies of different people. The whole place was revolting, and soon the serial killer was put on death row. For killing almost forty people.

- Edd's POV -
   I was crying. I never meant for Tom and Tord to actually leave for that long, they were probably starving and cold out there. I turned on the TV to see the breaking news.

   Serial killer has been found. He is being put on death row today. Some of the people he killed are Tom, Tord

  The list went on and on, and all I could do is sob. What have I done? I sentenced Tom and Tord to their death because of a little fight? Why? Why is the world this cruel...

- Narrator's POV -
If everyone had their choice of what they wanted to do, this is there options. Tord would never have dated Tom's crush in high school, so he wouldn't if broken Tom's heart so early. Edd wouldn't have ever kicked them out, so they could be out being stupid with each other. Tom would ask Tord if he actually loved him or if that was just a way to comfort him, wanting the first. Matt.. Matt would run before the police came so he wouldn't be on death row.

A/N
I'm still an edgy piece of shit. The last one.. Mote like last part was over all to edgy (for lack of a better term) for my liking. So I redid it and it's still edgy as hell. Word count? (1388 words)