(Okay, I said there was going to be a time skip on this chapter but I feel like I should get something done on this chapter first. Lol sorry. Next chapter will be better and a time skip.)

And now here I am. I'm officially the red army's ripper.

I was told to go get some rest from my dad and even my little brother told me to rest.

They said they would come to visit me to my assigned room to talk to me about all of this.

When I walked to my room was getting glares and being stared at from a number of amount of red army shoulders. Maybe it's because I wasn't it uniform yet. I wasn't placed in the same building as Thomas was, but I would half to live with the foot soldiers.

The red leader gave me a peace of paper that had information about this placed and where I would be staying. I was at room 76. He said people would be setting up my room right away.

And they did. My bed was made perfectly but the room was still small. It had a bathroom so I was okay with that. My backpack was even in there.

There was even a uniform placed on the bed. And no, it did not look like the rest of the uniforms people wore here.

If had black pants and a dark red vest that had a red army logo on it. Which I was grateful for because I could wear my F/c hoodie under it.

I lied in bed, completely still.

I did need the rest.

//Toms point of view.//

She left...

Left me confused.

I was also recovering from what Tord did to me when he left. He fucking his me with his car...

But I lied in bed, not knowing what to do. I was still half drunk, but I could remember what happened.

We kissed...

Still, I wish I didn't. I could have done it sober and when her comes back.

When did she say she was coming back again? Three or two weeks?

Shit! Am I losing my memory now?!

"Whatever..." I said out loud. I walked out of my room and tried to pass the bathroom. I heard Matt complaining about something in here.

"Wait? Where are the... Oh no....no no no! Oh god, no!" He yelled out, and kept yelling something until I got weirded out and just walked away with my eyes wide, not even taking my eyes off the door.

What's his problem???

//your pov//

Knock knock knock!

I jolted up from my sleep to knocking on my door. I looked at the alarm clock that was on my night stand. 5:56pm.

"What is it..." I said lazily.

"Y/n? I have at present for you!" I heard my little brother say from behind the door. I groaned out loud, and he heard me. "Just come on! It's important!" He yelled.

I laugh under my voice at how impatient he was getting. I got up slowly, then swung my legs off my bed and pushed myself up and walked to the door.

Thomas was there, holding a little cardboard box in my hand. "I couldn't find wrapping paper, that's why it looks ugly." He explained as if he was ashamed of the box and its pale color. I laughed and said it was okay.

I took the box in my hand, and stepped aside for my little brother to walk in. He did and jumped on my bed and say there. I closed the door and walked to him. "What is it?" I asked him and sat down next to him.

"Find out!" He said, like it was obvious.

I opened it and and saw that it was a knife.

"You like it?!" He asked. "I have a lot on my walls! So I decided to give you one!" He yelled with excitement. I picked it up and held the nice looking knife in my hand.

The handle was of course green, but it fit in my hand perfectly. The blade was sharp and pointed. The knife curved to a smooth point that was directed to me. It had a little cute design with three flower looking thing.

If there was such thing as a happy knife then this would be it.

I notice in the box was a brown holder for the knife, meaning I could attach it on my belt. I didn't say anything yet but I attracted it to my belt. I stood and and placed the knife inside.

It felt right. To right to which I was scared of.

"Yeah. I love it... Why do you have so many knifes?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Dad and red gave them to me." He said, looking at me confused.

"Red?" I said, also confused.

"Red leader? I just call him red because.... Red leader is to long. Or uncial red!" He explained.

I laughed a bit sat down next to him again, now holding him close to me. "You're silly." I said to him.

He pouted and pushed me away. "No! You're silly!" He yelled out. Then when I looked at him he had his eyes locked on something. I looked where he was staring at, and it was my bag.

My bag was laying on the floor, with the zipper open. I opened that before I fell asleep. But the picture of all of us fell out.

Me, Edd, Matt, Tord and Tom.

"What's that?" He asked, pointing to it.

I sighed, getting up to take the photo. I grabbed it as I sat down again. I shrugged my shoulders and slouch down in bitterness. "These are my friends..." I said sadly.

"Oh... What are they're names?" He asked, looking down at the picture. "But I know this one is Tord. The red leaders son." He pointed out.

"Yeah..." I did. "This one is Edd." I pointed to the green grinning boy. "He almost looks like you. He also likes the color green a lot. He loves cola like its his baby." I joked. "He's also really funny. You'd love him."

"I like cola." He peeped out.

I smiled at that. "He also really loves to draw. He's an artist." I explain.

"I'm not that good at art... But it's okay." He said.

"And this one is Matt. His real name is Matthew, but we call him Matt because it's short. He's really nice, but... Doesn't understand most things.... He worries a lot, though. But he's a nice person." I explained and I let out a sigh.

"So he's stupid?" He straight up asked.

"No." I laughed. "Well, sometimes." I laugh again.

"And you already know Tord. He's always sarcastic and rude, but not in a bad way. He likes guns though." When I said he likes guns Thomas lit up.

"I like guns!" He yelled. I laughed.

"Yeah. He also really likes....To read..." I said. I didn't know what else to say about Tord, to which I feel bad for.

"He's a book worm?" He asked.

"The biggest book worm ever." I laughed, to which Thomas didn't understand.

"And who is this?" He pointed to the black eyed boy who smiled widely in the photo. "He looks weird."

"He may look weird, but he's not all that bad." I say. "He's a great person. But he hates Christmas, but he gives the best presents. He's usually really grumpy."

"He sounds like the grinch." Thomas said, narrowing his eyes at me.

"Yeah." I laugh. "But he's really cool. He play a guitar but he mostly likes the base. He made a song once to. He loves rock and roll." I said, smiling at some memories that happened with his base.

"Rock and roll is awesome! But what's his name?" He asked with the same lights in his eyes.

"Uhh..... Tom."

"Tom?"

"Yeah but that's not his really name."

"Then what's his real name?"

"Um.." I wonder what he would say. "His name is actually Thomas."

"What?! We have the same names!?" He yelled, looking at me in surprise.

"Yeah." I said, then looking down at the picture. "Kinda surprised me too..." I said quietly.

"Well daddy wants me to go back. I hope everyone here treats you right!" He said jumping off the bed. "I'll visit you tomorrow. And daddy couldn't come I forgot to say. He's gonna be here tomorrow! Okay! I half to go!" He then ran out the door and slamming it.

I sighed, thinking that kid has so much energy.

I flopped on my back, then looking at the picture again.

I'll miss you guys so much...

A/n

Okay! Next one will be a time skip.

Kay I'm tired byeeeee!!!

Love youuuu all.