"I can't remember anything else before the crash." I said, feeling the familiar sting of tears rolling down my cheeks. "It's okay, that's to be expected from someone who was hurt as badly as you were," Said the Doctor, handing me a tissue. "Well, our time together is up for today, during the time until our appointment next week, I'd like you to try to remember as much as you can about your life before the crash." We both stood up and shook each other's hands, and I walked out of the door into the lobby.
As I pulled the car into the driveway of the house, a stranger wearing a red hooded sweatshirt stood on the front porch waiting to greet me. I opened the car door and slid off of the seat, I stared at the man as I walked to my doorstep. The brunette held his arms open, expecting a hug, but his face dropped when I didn't do the same. "Oh-you must not remember me," His eyes fell to the ground. "I'm Tord, I went away for awhile, but now I'm back." He grinned as he introduced himself to me. Tom came out and threatened to kick his ass if he didn't leave. "You piece of shit- why are you here after what you did." He said, his fist gripping Tord's throat. "H-hey. I don't know what he did to make you so upset, but let's talk it out inside." I said, holding the door open for the two men. Tord chuckled as Tom released his hand from around his throat. "Thanks Edd" Tord walked through the doorway after Tom and punched him hard in the jaw. "Mother fucker-" Tom said, rubbing his injury while wincing. "That's what happens when you treat me like shit, you mother-fucking slice of ass." remarked Tord as he plopped down on the sofa. "Well maybe I would treat you better if you weren't such a fucking dickwad, it might also help if you hadn't tried to kill me." seethed Tom as he sat down next to Tord. "Wait-what?" I asked as I reached in the refrigerator to grab a Cola. "Oh it's really no big deal except for the fact that he betrayed all of us and ended up almost killing one of our neighbors." Tom said as he glared at Tord. Tord stuck his tongue out at Tom and spoke. "Hey, at least he's not dead."
Ok so I'm sorry that I suck at thinking of plots for stories. And sorry for not posting new chapters for my other story as regularly as I should be :v It's just so hard to become motivated enough to write a decent amount of story that I feel confident posting. Ciao.