You're Mine Now (DISCONTINUED) [Old]

Rescued... Sorta

"You know why only our friend group ever liked you Jehovahs Witness?~" Tord asks me with a evil grin.

"N-no.."

"Well you were never able to understand it before either, so let me explain," Tord says. "Ever since you lashed out at me everyone at our school heard about it and knew NOT to talk to you again. Then when they all graduated they told others NOT to talk to you again."

Tears roll down my cheeks.

"Only Edd and Matt were able to understand why it all happened, but only because they were soft hearted losers like you," Tord says.

"Th-that's not true!-"

"Oh yes it is Jehovahs Witness!"

I don't know what else to say except...

"I HATE YOU COMMIE-"

I wake up with a gasp and jump to a sitting position.

I dart my head around.

"Tord?- Oh.." I say realizing it was a dream or I should say.. A nightmare.

I check my clock to see it's exactly 12 in the morning.

I should just sleep-

BAAANNNNG!!!!

"HOLY!" I scream out and jump in my bed.

Was that a explosion?!

My door bursts open and through the moonlight from the window I can see a very out of breath Tord.

"T-TORD?!-"

Tord grabs my arm and pulls me out the bedroom door.

We run down the hall and come to a stop at a entrance with no door.

"Tord sto!-"

"Shh! Tom we have to be quiet!-" Tord cuts me off.

"Let go of me!" I say and pull my arm away.

"Tom! Come o-"

BAAANNNG!!!!

A explosion completely destroys the hallway behind us.

"We have to go!" Tord says and grabs my elbow pulling me away from the crumbling hallway.

Tord and I run through the various hallways and rooms until we make it to the lobby.. Where the front door is.

"There's the exit!-"

A shadow of a man walks in front of the front door.

The whole mansion is shaking fiercely.

"Hello Old Friend-"

"WHO ARE YOU?!" Tord screams cutting the shadowed man off as I stay silent and lower my head.

It's Preston..

I know his voice because of the similarity to Tords voice.

"I see you don't remember my voice at all..." Preston says to Tord.

Tord gives Preston a slight confused but pissed off expression.

"Show your face," Tord says to Preston with a growl.

Preston chuckles while walking into the light of the only working ceiling light with his arms behind his back.

Tords expression drops into a 1 in awe.

"Uncle Pres?..." Tord asks Preston in almost a whisper.

"Yes My Lille Soldat," Preston says to Tord.