I'm not a fighter (Tom x reader)

Running with Tord.

"Tord, your dad is the red leader?" He face palmed.

"Yes! The red leader! I'm leaving. I'm going to the city to lay low!" He finally walked away from me.

"Ya know," I started. "It makes sense now. My dad was a good friend with your dad back then. So would that mean...? He asked your dad to help look for me...?"

"Maybe. But yeah, that would make sense." He wasn't even focused on me anymore. He was packing his back pack.

I didn't say anything but I stormed off to my room. I burst threw my door and went to my closet, looking for my old back pack I had when I ran away from my house. That was not a home.

I found my back pack and packed it was clothes I needed and so either stuff. I'm leaving with Tord weather he likes it or not. I'm coming with him.

I'm leaving.

I didn't even look at what I was grabbing anymore. I was in my dresser now, pulling out everything that I think I need. I placed them on my bed. I even packed a photo of all of us from last year at the beach. Of course, I wore my hoodie to hide my scars.

Once I was done packing, I zipped it all up and went down stair and to Tord's room, dropping my bag next to his door. Without knowing, I burst threw his room to catch him, "reading" his book one last time.

Or he's taking it with him I guess.

"Really...?" I said and to my actual surprise, he chuckled. I slightly smile but the situation came back to me. I put on a serious face as he put the thing in his backpack. "Tord I'm coming with you."

"What?! No! You can't!"

"Yes I can! They might find me to! There's nothing safe anymore for me. I'm scared to death! I'm a coward! I can't fight!" I yelled.

For a moment he thought. When he's was about to tell me to stay again, (I think) there was a loud knock on the door.

And no, if it was the three of them, they have their own keys. Someone else was here.

Tord looked at me and got up. "Stay." He ordered. He went out, and closed the door behind him. I sighed and shuddered.

What the fuck am I to do...?

Then, I heard yelling. "Get the fuck away from me!" Tord yelled.

"You have to come back mr. Larson! Your father ordered me to!" A man yelled. My eyes widen. That wasn't Paul or Patryck, it was a different person.

I took a peek out the door, to see that Tord was punched to the ground and being handcuffed.

Without thinking I went to Tord's bed kneeled under it, slipping my hands underneath, only to pull out a box of guns.

Holy shit...

I grapes one of the smaller guns, ran to Tord's door and saw the guy still there. I pointed the gun at him and yelled; "stop!"

And he did. "Whoa girl, just put the gun down." He said was a soft voice that was supposed to calm me.

It didn't.

"Let my friend go." I ordered, clutching the gun harder that it made a shuddering sound of metal.

I don't know how this badass me decided to come out now. My friend was in danger. That's all that matters.

"Y/n! You don't know how to work that!" Tord yelled.

"Yes I do!"

"No! You don't!"

"I do!"

"No you don't!"

I shot without even looking, looking Tord dead in the eyes as he lied there handcuffed. The guy fell to the ground, blood pooling on the floor. "Yes... I do..."

I dropped the gun. Tord seemed to be taken aback. I looked at the guy on the floor.

Oh god... I... I killed him!

"I... I can't believe I actually did that..." I mumble, falling on my butt in shock.

"Yes! You did that! Can you let me out of this now?!" Tord yelled, laying on the floor on his stomach, handcuffed.

It all came to reality again. I helped Tord out. Once he was up and standing, I said; "see?! Now I have to go! I killed one of them! We need to leave." I just so scared right now.

"Fine, lets go." He walked to his room. I grabbed my bag and looked at the body that was on the floor.

I really did that. I'm now a criminal. Ether what happened, the red army won't take me in if they had find me, I would go to the big house for a long time.

Then I heard noses outside. I looked and saw with wide eyes that a car was coming out of the ground. Tord came out of his room and said; "okay, let's go."

"Wait! I need to do something!"

After I was done, we were off...

I'm so sorry Tom...

I really do love you...

I'm so sorry.

A/n

Who love me? Because I do from writing this overly dramatic chapter!

And, actually making a chapter...

So this was long, but I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did!

Love - Fan_girl76 ~