Since the robot explosion, Tord hasn't went back to his army. He wanted to go back, but he didn't want to show his army weakness. Currently, he was sitting in a alleyway, crying. He missed his old friends, he hated himself for what he has done, and feels numb. Tord lifts his sleeve and stares at the scars that he made on his arm. He looked at his right arm, still bleeding and cut up from the explosion. He sighs and picks up a razor that he had found in they alleyway.
He placed the razor on his wrist and closed his eyes, and made a quick slice. He let out a sob, and did it again, this time deeper. He opens his eyes, and stares at the fresh cuts he made. A tear falls into one of the cuts causing Tord too hiss in pain. He made 5 more cuts.
One for Matt..
One for Edd..
2 for Tom..
He put the razor into his pocket and looked up, it was already night time. He stood up, and yelped in pain, holding his badly injured arm and walked to the dumpster, he found a old towel, covered in dirt and possibly urine due to the smell, but Tord didn't care, he took it back to wear he was sitting and layed down, using the towel as a blanket and closed his eyes.
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"I'm Fine" || TomTord Fanfic
Fanfiction-After The End- Tord, he's different. he's changed. after the giant robot explosion, be felt nothing but guilt, pain, and depression. he spin, twirled, spiraled, into the storm of his emotional health. he wanted forgiveness, but didn't want them to...
