"You're leaving?"
Tord cleared his throat.
"Yeah. I am."
He's abandoning you.
Tom flinched at the voice.
He can't stand being around you anymore.
Shut up.
Tom, you accepted me. I won't be so easy to get rid of now.
Tom tried to ignore it.
"We're over... aren't we?" Tom's voice came out as a whisper.
"Haven't we been over?" Tord sighed gently. "It was fun. I liked hanging out with you and I'm happy you're out of David's house."
"Yeah," was all Tom said. He watched as Tord turned to leave.
I hope you're happy. Look at what you did. You drove him away. This is your fault.
I know.