(Tom's POV)

"KOV, CAN YOU SHUT UP FOR ONCE?!" I yelled in my room.
"Can't make me~"
"PLEASE, I'LL DO ANYTHING," I responded.
"I don't know why you're so worked up about this. I just said that Tord would be a good mat—"
"I heard what you said, loud and clear. Just, wHy Tord?!" I exclaimed, my voice cracking a bit.

"I dunno, I'll stop bothering you about it if you get together~"
"UGH! You sound like a high schooler!"
"And you sound like a spoiled crybaby," Kov replied sarcastically.
"You know, we could strike a deal,"
"Yeah? What is it?" If it'll make him stop, then so be it.
"I'll shut up if, and only if, you get Tord to kiss you. He has to do it willingly though," Kov replied with a giggle. "Today, I shall leave you two alone, and you'll have to create a bond,"
"...are you fucking me," I said as more of a statement than a question.

"Ew, why would I Tommy? Besides, you'd probably last 5 seconds," Kov replied playfully. My face heats up a bit.
"wHAT,"
"Kidding, kidding,"

"HEY WITNESS, CAN YOU QUIET DOWN?!" Tord yelled from his room.
"SORRY, JUST TALKING TO DEMONS," I yelled back sarcastically, though of course it was true. I sigh.
"Alright, deal. One question, if you're gone, will I be blind?"

"I mean, hopefully," Kov replied casually.
"What's that supposed to mean? Kov?" But he was gone. Thankfully, I could still see. Sticking to the deal, I head to Tord's room for some 'bonding' or whatever. Knocking on the door, I feel anxiety and nervousness crawling up the walls of my stomach.

"What do you want, Jehovah's?" Tord asked grumpily while swinging the door open.
"I'm bored," I replied. "Wanna watch a movie with Edd and Matt?" I asked him. He raises an eyebrow and shrugs.
"Why not,"
"I'll call them,"

~To Edd's apartment~

"So, what movie?" Edd asked.
"How about—" Matt started, but I immediately zoned out. It was quite quiet without Kov around. I never realized how much he kept me company, even though he is bent on making me feel bad about myself.

Waste of space, so lonely that you have to rely on your demons to talk to you.

Depressing thoughts? I thought Kov left.

Stop pushing the blame onto everyone but yourself. This is all you.

I...you're right.

Correct, now, go back to reality or else your friends might actually think something is wrong. Or maybe they won't care at all. Either one works.

I get out of my zoned-out zone and face my attention towards Tord. He's looking bored while the other two are bickering about what movie to watch. I stare at his eyes. I never really noticed or took the time to look, but his eyes are pretty—haha, good joke, me.

"Let's just watch Pitch Perfect, or something." Matt said, shrugging.
"Uh, no. We gotta watch an action movie," Edd replied sassily. Tord just rolls his eyes and takes a seat next to me. I stare at the floor, immersed in my empty mind. Quiet. I haven't heard quiet in a while.

"Witness, could you stop doing that? It's disturbing," Tord complained out of the blue.
"What am I doing...?"
"Sticking your finger in your eye socket! You do it all the time," he told me, annoyed. I realize my finger is hooked on the opening of my socket, halfway to the bottom of the hole. Oops.

I extract it just as Edd and Matt finally decide on a movie.
"O-kay! We're gonna watch Titanic, cause apparently Matt has never watched it! (I haven't either ;w;)" Edd announced, giving a look at Matt. Matt shrugs as Edd puts the movie in. I relax into the couch as the movie starts. It's still quiet.

~Timeskip to like the middle of the movie idk~

I had closed my eye lids for a bit during the movie, but once I opened them, the apartment was gone. Edd and Matt weren't here. Tord wasn't here either. It's just empty. And quiet. I've grown to hate the quiet.

I look around slowly, inspecting this emptiness. It wasn't like the empty mind scape I'd converse with Kov in. No, it felt like I was floating in nothingness. Floating. It was too quiet. Floating changes to falling. I felt wind rush past me as I got closer to whatever surface I was going to fall on. I couldn't speak. I couldn't scream. My mouth was like it was held shut. I could only wait for my inevitable death.

But I didn't hit the ground. In an instant, the nothingness has washed away. In its place was a crumbling city. Bodies strewn about with mangled flesh. Some were still alive, just desperately grasping onto their life that would eventually slip away. I couldn't speak. I couldn't scream.

Something tugs on my leg, letting out a low, gravelly growl. I look down, and it was the man I had slaughtered in the alleyway. His wounds were still fresh, and the true damage had been revealed under the orange and blood red sky. I wanted to throw up, I wanted to run away. I wanted to scream. But, I couldn't. I couldn't speak. I couldn't scream.

The gruesome scene washes away again, now back in the nothingness. This time, I have solid ground under my feet. This time, I can open my mouth. This time, the three friends I had grown close to were here too.

Tord walks up to me as Edd and Matt stay behind with empty faces. I blink when he got close to my face. I shouldn't have blinked.

Edd and Matt's empty faces now were replaced with mangled ones. You couldn't even tell who they were anymore. Their bodies were slashed open, too much blood gushing out for a human. But the worst was Tord. He wasn't mangled like the other too. No, he went back to how he was right after the incident. I never got to see it for myself. But now I was slightly glad I didn't. His whole right side was burned and covered in cuts. Large gashes ran from his arm up to his face. Even worst of all, a bright blue harpoon was sticking out of his stomach. It was wedged into his gut, going through to the other side of his body. It was so loud here. No more quiet.

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. I shut my eyes in an attempt to get rid of the images that were painted into my mind.

"You did this Thomas. You killed both of your friends when you were 'hungry'." Tord said in an unsettlingly calm voice.
"You clawed through their chests while they were crying to you to stop."

"Look at the damage you've done! Don't be a coward that hides away from his consequences." I shake my head, tears welling up in my sockets. I feel a hand grab my face and I finally open my 'eyes'.

I'm back in the apartment. I'm back with Edd and Matt. I'm back with Tord. The nothingness, gone. The noise, gone. I feel tears dripping off my face, landing on my pants.

"TOM, ARE YOU OKAY?!" Edd shouted at me. I'm back in reality. Was it a nightmare? It felt too real to be a nightmare.
"W-what happened?" I ask in a small and weak voice.
"Well, you fell asleep during the movie (and on top of Tord, but we're not getting into that), you started twitching in your sleep. You were mumbling some things too. Then you started to spaz out and started to cry,". Edd explained. I look at Tord, the one who grabbed my face. The nightmare and images of his wounds flashed over and over again in my mind.

I start to shake, trembling like the weak person I am.
"I'm sorry... I'msorryI'msorry I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry..." I whispered over and over again, tears now effectively splashing down my face. I clutch my head in my hands. Tord looks at me with wide eyes, confusion written all over his face. I feel weak, but I stand up anyway and run to the bathroom. I shut and lock the door, sitting on the cold tiled floor.

You killed them. You killed them without a second thought.
Sobs shake my shaken body even more. I don't even acknowledge the frantic knocking on the door.
If you killed them, you deserve some pain as well, no?
I nod to the best of my ability, gulping down another sob rising up in my throat. Breathe. Breathe. I'm not breathing.

Good, good. Now get your precious pocket knife, and cut until you feel as much pain as they did.

A/n:
I'm so sorry I've been updating late! Y'know...school and stuff. Also the oneshots book, but I've been trying to focus on this one. I have no idea where this story is going, I'm kind of just writing freely.
(1463 words excluding this a/n)

Also shoutout to Narkoma_ !:

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