Tom Pov:
Tord actually took me outside of the base and brought me to a non-military area!
We walk around London.
Tord hasn't taken over it yet, so it's still as beautiful as it always has been.
Tord had to put on a hat so people don't recognize his famous hairstyle and find clothes that aren't his red hoodie so people won't notice the resemblance to the hoodie in his leader outfit.
I can barely recognize him myself!
So we did good.
So at the moment he's wearing a dark red Breton Cap with some of his hair sticking out in the front, a white shirt with a popular band design on it, a light brown jacket with white fur on the inside, black fingerless gloves, black ripped jeans, and black and white converse shoes.
I put together the outfit out for him, so it looks pretty damn good.
He says he likes it too.
I got to wear my old hoodie today too!
Right how me and Tord are walking down the side walk of London.
AND IT'S FEELS LIKE ANTARCTICA OUT HERE!!
"It's kind of cold out today," Tord says.
"KIND OF?! It's freezing today!!" I say as I shiver and hold myself tightly.
"You've just been in my warm base too long Tom! This is nothing!"
"Why aren't you cold then?! You're always in your base!"
"I've trained myself to adjust to all kinds of weather Tom, I'm practically immune to the cold,"
"Show off..." I mumble.
"Here,"
Tord takes off his jacket and wraps it around my shoulders.
I blush and pull the jacket on to me tighter.
"Th-thanks.." I say.
"Don't mention it," Tord says and smiles.
"You know you're probably going to get frostbite by just wearing a t shirt, right?"
"I'll be fine,"
I sigh.
Classic Stupid Tord.
Something catches my eye.
I see a missing poster taped to a window.
I stop and look at it as Tord walks on.
My heart drops.
MISSING: Thomas Thompson
Age: 26
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 150 lbs
Appearance: Thomas has brown hair that is styled into a pineapple top like form and has completely black eyes. He usually wears a blue hoodie.
If Found Please Contact Police
"Tom?" Tord asks and walks back to me.
I stay silent and continue to look at the poster.
"What are you- Oh," Tord says when he looks at the poster.
What's worse is that I have no family members or friends left that would truly care that I'm gone.. It just makes me feel so unloved.
I cover my face and start to cry uncontrollably.
Tord immediately embraces me once I start to sob.
I wrap my arms around his torso and cry into his shoulder.
"It's going to be okay.. It's all going to be okay," Tord says in a comforting voice.
"There's no one left that really misses me Tord.. No one's left..." I say in a shaky voice.
"There has to be someone that misses you if you're on a wanted poster Tom.."
"The police are the only 1s that want me found Tord, but they don't truly care that I'm gone!" I sniffle loudly.
"What about your fam- Oh.. Right..."
I sniffle again.
"What can I do to make it better Tom?" Tord asks and rubs my back in a soothing way.
I look up at Tord and say, "I.. Want my old things back..."
Tord caresses my cheek. "Where did the apartment complex put your things Tom? I'll get them back,"
"They probably put them in the basement..."
"I'll go get them Tom.. But I need you to stay in 1 place until I come back. Can I trust you to do that?"
I slowly nod.
"Then let's go find a place where you'll be safe," Tord says.
"Okay.." I say.
*Park*
"I need you to sit on this bench until I come back Tom. I'll be back in about 20 minutes. Will you be okay?" Tord asks.
I sit on the cold bench and say, "I'll be fine Tord..."
"I love you Tom,"
"Good luck,"
Tord nods and runs away.
I sigh.
Guess I'll be here for a while.
Tord Pov: *Tom's Old Apartment Complex*
"Hello, could I please go to the basement?" I ask the secretary while trying to hide my accent.
"Why?" the secretary asks me with a eyebrow raised.
"A friend of mine forgot something from his apartment when he moved out,"
"Oh really?"
"Yeah,"
"Let me get someone to help you,"
"Thank you,"
The secretary screams, "SECURITY!!!"
"Oh you bitch-" 2 security guards grab my shoulders.
Next thing I know I'm thrown out the front entrance and face flat on the concrete.
"Ow," I groan and lift myself up on to my feet.
I look to the front entrance and see the door closed with the security guards glaring at me from inside.
"Well I guess I'm not getting into the basement the easy way like I hoped I'd be able to," I say to myself.
There must be some sort of entrance to the basement outside...
I pretend to walk away so the security guards think I'm leaving.
I sneak to the back of the apartment complex and look around.
There has to be a trap door to the basement somewhere...
I see a plank of wood sticking at the side of a bush.
I walk over to it and pull apart the leaves to reveal a trap door.
This must be the entrance to the basement...
I pull out the wood plank that keeps the basement trap door shut and I lift the 2 doors open by their handles.
I see stairs that lead to complete darkness.
I pull out a mini flashlight from my pocket and make my way down the creaky staircase.
After a minute of carefully walking down the old stairs I end up in a big dark room.
I shine the room with my flashlight and see furniture and objects scattered around the basement.
This might take a while...
*16 Minutes Later*
I managed to find Tom's bass and Tommy Bear after A LOT of searching.
I hope he's okay with this stuff-
"Hey you!" I turn my flash light to the voice and see a security guard.
"Dritt!" I say and instantly start running to the stairs.
"GET BACK HERE!!"
I run up the stairs as I hear the guard chasing me.
I make it outside and slam the trapdoor's doors then slide the plank back into place.
I hear the guard banging on the inside of the basement.
Time for me to get out of here!
I run as fast as I can to the park as another security guard chases after me.
I have to lose him!
I run into a alleyway then into another and I keep doing that.
Eventually I escape the police.
I pant.
I have to get to the park, even if I am tired.
I begin running to the park.
*4 Minutes Later, Park*
I start walking to the bench.
Tom's going to be so happy to see this stuff!
I look at the bench from a distance, but I don't see Tom.
"Huh?" I say to myself.
I run over to the bench and look around me.
Where's Tom?
Did he... No he couldn't have!
He wouldn't leave me!
Right?