(A/N: I'm sure y'all saw the mention of the Netflix series "Lucifer" in my last chapter, and I just wanna clarify it was the first tv series I could think of for Tord to sit and watch that actually hinted towards not only his current personality, but the future of this book ; (not becoming police and associating with god 'n such but you get the point) So yeah- anyways enjoy this new chapter! :D)
Wednesday, 2:12pm
It's been three weeks since Edd brought me in. I've been staying with Edd, since Tom hated my guts and Matt had nowhere for me to sleep. I didn't mind though, as Matt normally came to me or Edd in the middle of the night because he couldn't sleep in the dark. The last time I "talked," to Tom was when he first found out I was staying. Haven't heard a word from him since. I was just chilling on Edds sofa, watching "Lucifer," like usual, at this point. I occasionally re-read the sheet of paper the doctors sent back with us, after my check-up.The thing I kept looking at, no matter how badly I didn't want to, was the injury list.
Burnt face, blind and deaf on the entire right half. Highly reccomended;
Bandaged until next check-in.
Arm almost un-usable. Highly reccomended;
Arm Amputation.
Damaged vocals. Will fully heal within a month. Highly reccomended;
DO NOT USE UNTIL HEALED
Right side of chest down to hips scarred and bruised. Highly reccomended;
Do not do heavy excercise such as running/jogging, weight lifting, etc.
I took my eye away from the paper on the coffee table and checked the time. It was 7:54pm and the guys had gone out shopping for groceries. Edd and Matt told me to stay, because not only was I wanted, but Tom would've probably made it very obvious I existed to everyone in the store. Even if I wasn't wanted I would've still sprouted wings and yeeted myself outta there anyways, since I wasn't ever really the social, "OmG lOoK aT mE i ExIsT!" kinda person, other than when I went off on a gun shooting spree. Infact if anything I was a mega introvert. Edd said that they would only be gone an hour or so, which was around two hours ago. I had gotten my new clothes like Edd told me he'd get, so I was chilling with a little bit of an oversized red hoodie, with a gray t-shirt and black jeans. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and, obviously using my good hand, started swiping through my social medias. Nothing new had really been going on, over than the news of the Red Army disbanding. Soooooo when I quit right after the incident they disbanded? I thought to myself. After the incident, before I got stuck in the alleyway, I had managed to write a note and leaving it in a non-bloody patch of grass saying;
Heeeeeyyyy... sooooo the plan drastically failed, as you can tell. I've decided to quit the army, because even if I did stay, my condition would make me utterly useless, and I'd completely destroy the Red Army. I'm letting you guys decide where you're going with the army, and I give you all my best wishes out there.
~Red Leader
It's not gonna bother me though. It actually made be feel relieved. Now, no one else can get hurt like how I was, or killed. Even better, Paul and Patryk could rest easy now. Just as I mentioned their names, I got a call icon. 'Pa' it read. I started feeling my blood flow with happiness as I answered.
"Tord?" The familiar voice of the rough hair, bushy eyebrowed man made me smile. I already texted them about my lungs before, so they knew I couldn't speak. All I did was make a noise to indicate it was me. "Hey! Can we facetime real quick? It'll make it a lot easier to communicate." Without second though I quickly pressed the facetime icon, in which Pauls face soon popped up onto my screen, a big, relieved smile on his face. I smiled back in return, glad to see one of the faces that raised me from when I was... nevermind. I signaled to him that I was wondering where Patryk was. Usually they are always in the same place, but I didn't see Pat anywhere within the area the screen projected to me. Paul noticed and tilted his phone to my right, where Patryk was, waving. I waved back, smiling.
"Hey kiddo! How're your friends treating you?" Pat asked, in which I just simply shrugged, then slowly moved my right hand up to shake it, kinda like a half 'n half, really. We sat there for, I dunno, maybe half an hour? Before I heard the lock to Edds apartment start jiggling. I looked over the couch, to then look back at my phone.
"I see you have to go, it's alright! Just call us back soon, ok kiddo?" Patryk said. I nodded, then waved goodbye. They did the same, then the phone call ended, just as Edd, Matt, and Tom walked in. I put my phone in my pocket, then turned around and waved at them.
"Hey Tord! Sorry, we were out a little longer than expected, you know the deal with karens." When Edd said that I just dramatically rolled my eyes. I've delt with way too many karens in my time, whether it be about how I dressed, although I have no idea whats wrong with a baggy red hoodie and black jeans, my manners, which I guess is understandable since I don't like socializing, my hair, which is natural so I have no idea why they thought I use hair gel, you'd be able to tell if I did, or about my accent. I swear, karens are racist as hell. I got up off the couch and immediatly took a couple bags from Edd and Matt, before helping to bring stuff inside to everyones apartments, expect for Toms, who forbid me from touching his groceries. When he did, I just sighed and went back to help Matt, who was struggling with a large mirror. After all their groceries were unloaded, I sat back down on the couch and realized I left my tv show on. Dammit, I missed like, an entire episode! I thought, bummed out. Then I felt something plop on the couch next to me, in which I turned to see what, or who. Beside me, close to my hand, was a thick book. "The Wolves of Twilight" was the title, making me grab it and turn it over to examine, to make sure it wasn't just a joke. When we used to hang out, the four of us, they always nagged on me to get outside instead of reading, and it was always a thick chapter book called; "The Wolves of Twilight" . When I turned 16 (Me and Edd are both 26, Matt is 27 and Tom is 28) we had been out on a school field trip. We were roasting marshmellows, well, they were, I was reading my book, when the class bully, Danny, had decided to rip my book outta my grasp and toss it directly in the fire, just in time for all the kids and our supervisors to see him do it. It took god, satan and everything in between for me not to pull out a gun and shoot the guy. (Yes I brought guns with me everywhere when I was 16, actually been doin' it since I was 7) Tom almost killed the guy for me, and the supervisors had to treat Tom like a dog. That night Danny had been immediatly sent home and suspended for a month. When he got back to school he was pretty much a different guy. He said sorry to me and basically took my spot as the quiet kid in class. Personally I didn't mind that, better then the bullying. I snapped back to reality and looked up, where the book had "descended" from. Matt had plopped it beside me, and was now giving me a wide grin. Without second thought, I turned around, got up on my knees, and pulled him into the best hug I could muster.
"You're welcome! Edd had to remind me what the book was called though, since I forgot." The ginger said, returning the hug. I sat back down on the couch and immediatly started reading the book. Edd had gone and returned from the kitchen with a can of coka cola, to no ones surprise. Matt had sat down beside me, though leaving room for Edd to sit down too. Soon they were watching their own show as I was reading my book. Or, well, trying to anyways. It was really hard since I'm half blind, but I was slowly making out the words.
Sunday, 3:22pm
I had temporarily gave up on reading my book, but I kept it near me, never really going anywhere anyways, since I was kinda stuck in the apartment due to the wanted signs. Paul had called me earlier to let me know that he and Patryk, along with the entire disbanded red army group, were going to try their best to clear my name, since I had been framed for an enormous mass murder one of the enemy armies, the purple army, had caused. I was, and still am wishing them the best of luck, because I can't come over and do it with them. Edd, Matt and Tom had gone out for the day, I believe it was to that amusement park, As-something park or whatever. The place Paul and Patryk accidently infested with zombies due to them being pea brains and dumping radioactive chemicals nwar the park while trying to escape a... bear, they said? I think? It's been cleared out of zombies, cleaned up, and completely rebuilt though, as the tv news people had claimed, so the three of them had went out to check it out. Edd and Matt promised to get me something there too, and although I didn't really deserve or need anything, I knew they would still do it so I just nodded. They've been out for most of the day, so I have probably taken like, 50 damn naps. (curse my arm and face god- can't get no sleep anymore) Since I knew they wouldn't be home for atleast another hour, I decided to try to take another nap. I set my book down on the table next to me, and sprawled out onto the length of the couch for the 51st time within 5 hours, and lied on my back. I closed my eyes and drifted into an uneasy sleep.
I woke up to a loud banging on the apartment door. I slowly got up and chcked the time on my phone, which I left on the table. 6:47pm. I got up and stretched out my left arm, before heading over to the apartment door to open it. Edd had locked it before leaving, in case a stranger walked in trying to steal something, or hurt me, although I'm still armed 24/7 so they'd be dead before I got hurt. I fiddled with the lock for a second before opening the door. Edd was standing there, along with Matt in the background, dragging Tom over to the apartment.
"Hey Tord! Sorry we were gone for so long, there were such long lines at the rides!" Edd said, walking in as I fully opened the door and let him in. I just smiled at him, letting him know that it's alright. Lately, it's been hard to genuinely smile. Really, it's been harder to actually feel happy in general. Matt also came in, dragging Tom in, despite the witnesses protests and threats. I just walked back over to the couch and plopped down in my normal spot, next to the pillow Edd gave me. Soon everyone was on the couch, even Tom, although he was on the opposite side of the couch. Edd reached into his pocket and pulled out a charm, placing it in my hand. I looked at it, wondering what it was. It was a little hand gun charm, on the back of it small writing saying "even if you seem weak, even the weakest being on earth can be the strongest."