"Hey Tom!" Matt called, waving a small folded piece of paper. "Look what i found!" Tom walked over, and Matt showed him. It was a phone number. It looked familiar to Tom, but he couldn't place it.
"Matt, where did you get this?" Tom asked his friend. Matt explained, saying he was taking a walk when he found a piece of crumbled paper that read MATT. Curious, he opened it and it had a phone number number with a note that read
Hello, old friend Matt! You can decide who to give this to. Or you can throw it away. I wouldn't care.
But if it were to be that you give it to Edd or Tom, have him text me.
Matt concluded by telling Tom that he wants him to text the number. Well, I guess i should, he thought. He went to get his cell phone, only to find it wasn't working. Hmmm. Tom decided he'd ask Edd if he could use his phone. Luckily, Edd said yes. So Tom texted the number.
Tom: Hello?
?: ...
Tom: My roommate Matt gave me this number.
?: I'm someone you know
Tom: Who?
?: I can't tell you
Tom: Why?
?: Because you'll freak out and never talk to this number ever again.
Tom: Who?! I promise i won't freak out... At least give me a hint!
?: Ok... but ONLY hints
Tom: Okay... Hint Away!
?: Norwegian
Tom: ?
?: Red hoodie
Tom: Oh my gosh...
It cant be...
You...
?:...
Tom: TORD!
Tord: yes?
Tom: You- You LIAR!
You freaking IDIOTIC DUMBASS*!
YOU BETRAYING CUNT!
Tord: Hey Edd.. plz, calm down!
Tom: THIS IS NOT EDD. THIS IS TOM. AND WHY SHOULD I CALM
DOWN WHEN I'VE MET THE MAN WHO KILLED JON AND RECKED
OUR HOME!
Tord: Woah.. hey
Let's be chill, alright?
Tom: CHILL? Is this all a GAME TO YOU?!
Tord: Yes.
A game that you won...
Tom: Wha- What?
Tord: Yes Tom..
You won.
Tom: What do you mean? I won?
Tord: I'm nothing
I've lost my arm, I'm living in a box in a dreary alley
And Cold...
I have no friends
Tom: *Relizes he doesn't quite hate Tord as much as he thought* Tord, I...
Tord: No Tom.
Let me die here alone..
I deserve it
Tom: *relizes he actually wants to be friends* Tord! I'm your old friend! Friends help and support
each other!
Tord: I don't need friends..
I don't deserve to have friends...
Tom: Shut Up!
So what if you killed Jon and blew up the house...
I'm still your old friend...
Tord: You can say that..
but i'll still die alone
unhappy
Tom: NO! You won't!
Tord: Yes
Tom: In a short time you will be us again! :)
Tord: I said I'm Going out cold..
And I have a knife... I'm cold
Tom: NO! TORD! DON'T KILL YOURSELF! PLEASE!
Tord: SHUT
UP..
You said it... i was worthles..
I've realized that now..
I am worthless
Tom: No! Please! Don't!
Tord: Too.. late.. hehe..classic.. stupid.. tom...
I'm already bleeding out
And i'm happy..
And... T
om-
I'm
not... a..
commie..
anymore...
...
Tom: NO PLEASE TORD!
Tord?
TORD! NO!
Hello?
Tord's number: Hello?
I'm sorry, but your friend cannot answer...
He stabbed himself, but i called the paramedics..
Maybe he'll survive?
Tom: ...
"So," Edd asked when Tom walked in the room. "Who was it?"
"Tord," Tom told Edd, who looked shocked at the moment.
"Wait.. Tord!" Edd exclaimed. "How come my phone is still alive?" He was trying to make a joke, because he knew Tom hated Tord, and he was trying to enlighten the mood. So Tom explained the events, and when he finished Edd said, "Hmmm. Will he be okay?" Tom looked at Edd. He didn't know what to say. What could he say? He didn't know if Tord would survive. And he was surprised that Edd even cared. "I'll see tomorrow," he simply said, then walked away.
* 'Ass' as in 'Fool'