Tord was in his room. The voices in his head were too loud. Tords mental and physical health was going downhill. But he too stubborn to admit it...or tell anyone about it...especially Tom. Tord loved Tom since the very beginning...but Tord never said anything. But Tom was with someone else. Tord was jealous...and slightly hurt... Just knowing that fact made his head hurt and he felt sick to his stomach. Tord then grabbed his knife. It was now or ever. He wanted to leave this nightmare behind... He was too lost in his thoughts to hear his door open... Tord....? Tom muttered in a shaky voice.