Tom's P.O.V

Something in Tord's eyes darkened. The room soon grew extremely tense at the growing silence, "Tord....?" I whispered out and reached over to touch his hand. Our skin barely touching with a slight graze made him jerk away from me. I gulped and looked at the anger in Tord's eyes, "Why are you so upset...?" I asked, "We are nothing to each other. We don't have anything going on so it's not like I betrayed you in any way."

When Tord didn't answer I looked towards Matt with a pleading look for help. He just shrugged and looked at Tord, who was glaring at his bowl with a grip so tight around the spoon his hand was white and slightly shaking, "I'm gonna go see how Edd is holding up..." Matt said quietly and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek, "Good luck..." He whispered in my ear before he got up and left the kitchen.

I looked at the door leading to the living room in desperation for Matt to come back. Becoming uncomfortable in the suffocating silence I gave up on silent prayers for Matt to come back and looked at the angry Norwegian man in front of me, "Tord... give me some indication that you aren't ignoring me... put your spoon down if you are truly listening to me and will think about the things I tell you." Tord's eye twitched in what I'm guessing was hesitation, but he dropped the spoon in the bowl, causing it to splash a bit and make a mess on the table.

Sighing, I pushed the bowl away from him and cleaned it up. When I was done I placed both my hands on his hands. The fact they tensed as soon as I touched them almost made me pull away, "You know Tord, you are such a confusing person... one day we get along fine then you turn against me. Ignore me. Bully me. And when you did decide to be my friend again you were still a bully to me. It's like I was your personal punching bag." Tords hands tensed even more, "Then you leave out of no were.... Saying you wanted to do more with your life. I suppose you did in a way... You organized an entire army...

"But when you came back that 4 years later... you where just as bad. Making fun of me and shoving me around. Taking Edd and Matt away from me. Again." I took a deep breath and threw my arms up in exaggeration, "Fucking hell Tord then you had to fucking pull out the Robot! You shot at me! You attempted to kill me and my friends! You destroyed our house! You know damn well I had every right to shoot you down!" Tord's entire body was stiff, looking at his lap the glare no longer in his face. Now it showed... pain? "Then You come waltzing back 3 years later asking for forgiveness! You say you want to be a better person but I'm having a really fucking hard time with trusting you!

"You act like since the day you decided you where to good to be a decent friend to me till the day you came back to kill us didn't even exist... like all the years you've tormented me never even happened. We aren't 12 anymore Tord. We are grown adults. You might have an easy time forgetting the years of bullshit you put me through, but I'll never forget. Oh no I'll never forget... I still have nightmares about that damned day. And since you came back they've been getting worse. I'm scarred you'll screw us over again, but actually succeed this time.

"So the fact you are getting so worked up over my sex life is baffling. Are you purposely trying to win my friendship so I'd be easier to kill? Or are you trying to get me to fall for you so you can hurt me mentally? Is me loving you going to gain something for you? More power? A new little pet to kick around?" I know I was overthinking things and it hurts to pretend I don't have a crush on Tord, but I will not let him fool me again with false love. "Whatever your intentions are, I'm not going to fall for them. Why would I trust somebody who is the cause of all my pain? How can I stand to be with the person who made it their personal goal to make my life a living hell? Maybe I can learn to be your friend, but I'll still be weary of you. But if it's love you want for me, kiss that wish goodbye. If you are here to be a better person like you said, maybe one day I will grow some kind of care for you. I will admit that I did start liking you just a tad bit, but seeing how you react to me having sex with someone who I trust and care about when I'm not even yours made me realize you're still an egotistical asshole. I'm not a piece of property. You want me to like you, then you have to earn it. That being said, I don't want to hear you say shit about my choices. I have sex with whomever I wish whenever I wish. Keep your nose out of my personal life. Thank you for coming to my fucking Ted Talk."

Once I finished my rant, I was left breathless and suddenly drained of energy. The only sound in the kitchen is my rushed breath and Tords wheezing one. What seemed liked forever, Tord finally looked me in the eyes. Sickness invaded his physical features, Though his tired eyes still managed to glare at me, "I am only trying to find out the best for you..." His voice was even scratchier than it was this morning. "The few days I've been here, I've come to see how used you are. Matt and Edd take advantage of your household skills. Grimy arse men take advantage of you at work." Tord's shaky hand wiped away some sweat that started to form on his forehead, "You feel you aren't important so you let people control you. You whore yourself out to feel loved and wanted. But what has that brought you, Tom? Nothing but pain and trouble." Tord paused to catch his wasted breath. "I know I have been horrible to you in the past.... and I deeply regret it. I want us to be best friends again like we were in Junior High. Pushing you from my life was my biggest mistake. Aside from almost killing you..." He licked his lips and rubbed his temples, "I have no excuses for the way I treated you all those years. I realize I was the biggest cunt to you and I never once thought I should stop. Never did I think I was doing any real harm.... fuck..." Tord rested his head on the table, "I'm so sorry Tom.... I just.... I just...." Tord shot up from his chair and ran straight for the sink.

Alarmed, I stood up just as Tord leaned over the sink and vomited, "Tord!!!" I ran up to his side as he vomited bile due to the fact that he barely ate any soup at all. Once Tord was done I hastily handed him a towel to wipe his mouth and took a deep breath, "Edd!!! I need your help!!!!" I yelled as I pressed my hand to Tord's forehead who just groaned in what I was guessing in pain. Pulling away quickly I shook my head, "You're burning up..." I whispered to myself and led him back to the table.

Edd and Matt rushes in just as I sat Tord down, "What happened?!" Edd asked worriedly, looking between me and a dazed Tord.

"We need to get him home. Now." I said seriously as I stripped off the hoodie Tord was wearing, leaving him shirtless and me trying my best to not look at his toned body. "He is burning up. He needs a cold bath and medicine. A proper bed to rest in." I used the hoodie to wipe away the sweat on Tord.

Matt went to Tord's other side, "Edd, go get the car." He instructed. Edd nodded and rushed out of the house, "Tord, can you walk by yourself?" Worry was laced through Matt's voice.

Tord attempted to sit up but was struggling. Finally he just shook his head and clenched his stomach with his non-injured hand, "Faen... I-I feel like the world is tilting..." he mumbled.

I gripped his shoulders to keep him from loosing balance and falling, "Shhh... don't talk, Tord... just focus on your breathing. Matt and I will help you to the car..." Looking over at Matt, he nodded. We both draped Tords arms over our shoulders, "Okay we're going to help you stand in 3... 2... 1"

Using all our strength to help the built man to stand, I had to keep an arm wrapped around his torso because Matt and Tord are taller than me and I can't reach Tord's shoulder for support. After a few struggling steps, Tord gained some strength to walk on his own. Matt and I still held onto him just in case. Before we even left the kitchen, Edd rushed back in and took Tord from us to speed up the process of getting Tord home.

When we were all settled in the car with Edd driving, Matt in the passengers side, and Tord laying in the back seat with his head on my lap, Edd hurriedly drove back into town. After a few minutes of silence, Edd spoke. "I think we should take Tord to a hospital..."

The word made Tord sit up in a panic, "NO!!!!"

Jumping at his outburst, I quickly laid him back down and ran a hand through his horned hair to soothe him, "Hush now... don't get all worked up or you'll pass out and we can't have that happen, Okay? Now take a deep breath and tell us why you don't want to go to a hospital..."

"I'm still a wanted man!" Tord yelled.

"Shhh... honey you need to calm down..." Matt said quietly from the front, his body turned in the seat to look back at Tord.

Tord shut his eyes right and tried to take deep breaths, "I-I'm a wanted man... I'll get sent to prison! No I'll get worse than prison! Fuck I'd probably get capital punishment! They will re-legalize the death penalty in England just for me!!!" I placed a hand on Tord's cheek to calm him and he just leaned into my touch. When his breathing calmed, he spoke again, "I... I also have spent enough time in a hospital bed..." He clenched his mechanical prosthetic hand.

Matt and I shared glances. He could see the guilt in my face so he reached over and placed his hand on Tord's prosthetic arm, "Okay Edd, you heard the man. Let's take him home. But Tord if you get worse, you know we will have to take you to the hospital... right?" Tord only answered with a small defeated nod.

The rest of the drive was silent. It wasn't a tense silence nor was it an awkward silence. It was just quite. No one spoke. No one knew what to say. So we were all happy to keep the silence.

When we got to our apartment complex, the only sound made between any of us was the occasional grunt of struggle and Tord's moans of agony. I, being to short to properly help Tord, went ahead of Edd and Matt to hold open doors for them. The security guard in the front desk didn't seem to care there was a sick foreign man in the lobby. He just sat and watched tv in his phone as we passed him and entered the elevator.

Pressing our floor button, the floor jerked as the elevator started to move. And when it did, Tord doubled over and started dry heave.

Matt squeaked and let go of Tord, "Oh god you sound like a cat hacking up a hairball!!" He yelled disgustingly.

My eye twitched, "Matt, He's dry heaving! This can mess up his organs! He can choke! God damnit Edd keep him standing up straight!" I snapped.

"I'm Trying!" Edd yelled back as he used all his strength to keep Tord from falling.

Tord mumbled something and we all went quiet, "What'd you say, sweetie?" Matt asked

Looking up, Tord showed off his sweaty, pale face, "I said shut up...." he coughed nastily, "Head hurts...."

I pressed my lips together in a thin line, "Sorry Tord... we are just scared for your health at the moment..." I cleaned the sweat from Tord's face again and the elevator dinged.

Sighing in relief I rushed out of the elevator to unlock the door while Matt and Edd helped Tord inside, "Edd help Tord into the bath. Cold water will be best for him at the moment. We have to get his temperature down." Edd have a stiff nod and guided the Norwegian to the bathroom. "Matt can you go to the pharmacy or a grocery store to buy some medicine?"

"Of course. Anything in specific to get?"

I thought for a minute before rushing to the kitchen to wright down the medicine, "I am not sure yet, but I have a feeling he has Pneumonia. But I think some flu medication will help a bit."

Matt's eyebrow knitted together in worry, "Pneumonia? Well I suppose that makes sense... but if that's the case, we have to take him to the hospital wether he likes it or not. If he goes long enough without having a professional treat it he has the chance of getting his lungs filled with fluid and pus and basically choke to death from lack of air. And if he dies on our watch we can get in trouble for not helping a dying man while under our care"

Sometimes I forget how smart Matt actually is, "Let's just give it the rest of today. If he worsens we will take him when he is asleep so we wouldn't have to argue with him."

Matt nodded and enveloped me in a bear hug, "Don't stress so much Tom. It's no good for your health. It also does nothing for your complexion. Tord will be fine so don't get worked up over it." I pulled away from Matt and gave him a questioning look. He simply gave me a sly smile, "Deny it all you want, Tom. I know you have feelings Tord." I felt heat rush to my cheeks and I looked down at my feet. Matt let out a soft giggle, "I should hurry to the store and get the medicine."

I didn't look up until I heard the front door shut. Taking a deep breath I went to the one of the two bathrooms in the apartment that Tord was in. Knocking on the door Edd let out a muffled 'come in'.

Walking in I instantly realized my mistake. It wasn't Edd who caught my attention. He was just sitting on the toilet lid, watching over Tord. What caught my attention was Tord laying naked in the bathtub full of cold water. His breathing was still shallow and he wheezed with every breath but I could've cared less about that at the moment. I was more flustered at the fact that I could see everything through the clear water. And god damn was it a sight even though he is sick as hell right now.

"Tom?" Edd asked calmly.

I jumped slightly as I was addressed and felt my cheeks heat up again, "I-I uh.... I was j-just checking on Tord. He seems to be doing great so I'll just go... haha...." I slammed the door shut and slid down it, covering my red face with my hands.

I heard Edd give out a laugh from the other side of the door and grew even more embarrassed. The door suddenly disappeared from behind me and I fell on my back, looking up at Edd who had a smirk on his face, "Get up and do or say what you were gonna do or say. No reason to get so flustered. Only a sick man trying to get better in here." He stuck out a hand to help me up.

I glared at the larger man and took his hand and he hauled me up, "Fuck You." I seethed.

Edd hummed, "Yeah you already have. Now stop being a little baby."

Shoving me forward, I tripped over my feet and almost fell into the tub with Tord. I let out a small shriek and shut my eyes, waiting for the rush of cold. Instead cold wet hands stopped me from falling in, "Hey there, Tom." Tord wheezed out.

Hesitantly I opened my eyes and looked right at grey eyes. The feeling of Tord's shallow breathing against my lips made me realize how close our faces are, "H-Hi.... Tord..."

Tord glanced down for a split second the. Turned his head and let out a cringing cough, "Mind... mind standing now...? I don't think I can support your weight right now...."

I he didn't mention it I would've never realized his arms where shaking horribly, "Oh shit, sorry!" I squeaked out and used the wall to push myself to my feet.

I set myself on Edd's disregarded seat on the toilet lid and Tord's weak voice wheezed, "Edd, Stop being a dick to Tom..." Edd leaned against the door frame of the bathroom and crossed his arms as Tord took a moment to catch his breath, "Tom is not someone to... to push around." I watched Edd's posture fail a bit before I looked at Tord as he was trying to get out of the tub. I quickly placed my hand on his shoulder to urge him to not waste strength. Luckily he looked at me and let himself sink back into the tub, "Tom is too good to you to have you treat him the way you do." Tord let out a cough that sounded like his throat was raw, "You don't deserve to have Tom call you a friend..."

I looked at Tord and he shut his eyes. Pressing my lips together I turned to Edd who looked guilty as fuck, "I know I haven't been the best to Tom lately but you better be damned if I think don't care for him. He is my best friend and I always wish the best for him."

Tord let out a strangled sigh, "Better not be lying or I swear-" Tord let off another cough and wheezed for breath.

I took Tord's face into my hands, "Stop talking." Tord's body temperature was a lot cooler than before, "I'm done listening to both of you. Tord you are sick you need to stop fighting everything and rest. Edd you need to stop picking little petty arguments with Tord. You aren't a child anymore, but if you act like a child you better expected to be treated like a child. Now if I can have my chance to speak...." The two larger males gave me a small nod, "Thank you. Matt and I have might of found out what Tord has." I didn't let them speak, "Pneumonia. If we are right, And i'm fairly sure we are, it means that Tord, you will have to- no. We are going to take you to the hospital." Tord cringed and shook his head, "Yes we are. We cannot risk you getting even more sick. You need to be professionally taken care of. I don't care if you want to or not. Matt and I, as we seem to be the only two with brains, will not have you have the potential threat of death. We will leave tomorrow morning. That's final. Nothing will change our minds."

I stood up and looked at Edd, "Please move so I can make dinner." I said with the coldest tone I could muster up. Edd tilted his head down in a sorry and stepped out of my way.

Walking past him, I went to the kitchen and slammed my forehead down on the table. When was I given the position of mother?