Tord X Reader Part Two

In Trouble

"I wonder how it feels for you to hear her scream Tord." The man grinned walking behind me. "I wonder how it feels to be in such a position (Y/N)."

"Fuck off." I spat.

"Oh you poor soul!" The man laughed. "You sill think you have a chance of getting out?!"

I said nothing. Why was I so afraid? I've been in this situation before! But not with the man I love most... and not to mention he's bleeding.

Tord honestly looked like he was ready to kill someone, and he would to if he wasn't so beaten. I can see the pain that I'm here, and I'm sure he could see mine too.

"Tord why did you come here in the first place...?" I asked suddenly.

"I thought I could save you from this douche..." he sighed. "You really don't remember him do you?"

"N-"

The man ran over to Tord and covered his mouth. His long sleeve fell down enough that I could see a tattoo. Not just any tattoo...

My army...

"You..." I growled. "You were the one I FUCKING KILLED!"

"Yes I was, except your bullet missed my brain by a millimeter." Max laughed. "You have good aim, but not good enough."

"(Y/N) in sorry..." Tord said, growing weaker.

"T-Tord please don't give up." I begged. "You can't let him win. Please!"

"Awe your boyfriend is dying!" The Max said with fake sadness. "Maybe I should put you out too."

The man grabbed a pistol and put it inches from my forehead. I moved my head closer, now touching the gun.

"Pull it." I said looking directly into his eyes. "I SAID PULL THE GODDAMN TRIGGER!"

"(Y-Y/N) no..." Tord coughed.

"You fucking coward." I said. "You could have killed them all, but you let some survive. You could have killed Tord, but he's still alive. You can still kill me Max, but you won't pull the trigger."

"You're right." He said dropping the gun. "You always had been right. I-I'm sorry..."

"Let us go." I said.

"B-But you'll kill me..." He said, his expression changing from anger to sadness to fear.

"I promise you, as long as Tord is alive you're alive." I replied. "Please..."

"Y-Yeah." Max said, undoing my restraints.

I ran right over to Tord, undoing his ties.

"Tord can you stand?"

He shook his head slowly. This wasn't good, this wasn't good at all... he could die at any moment. He was fragile now, and I didn't know how to help him...

"Goodbye." Max said before shooting the gun, ending his life.

"Max!" I yelled, but it was too late...

"Shit..." I whispered. "Alice, scan for injuries."

"Major concussion, and a deep cut on face."

"How bad?"

"He's bleeding to death Miss..."

"FUCK!" I yelled picking him up. "Call Tom."

"(Y/N)?"

"Get your ass down here!" I yelled. "Tords dying and I need your help!"

"Shit!" Tom yelled, dropping the phone.

"Hello~" Matt said picking it up.

"Hey Matt."

"(Y/N)!" Matt cheered.

"Please hang up the phone." I whispered.

"Wha-" Matt was cut off.

"Tord?" I asked.

No response.

I laid him on the ground, hoping to god he would survive. He had a faint pulse, no way could I carry him to the nearest hospital. Something had fallen out of his sweatshirt... the serum...