You had lived with Tord, Matt, Tom and Edd for awhile, being one of their friends as well. You knew about Tord's actions. Though, you never dared to speak up on them. Until he did himself. He left a few years back, but then came back to 'move back in'. But those weren't his plans. You knew. You stared down at the newly made reckage of the house, the house was destroyed, leaving just barely rubble behind. You knew that he'd do this.

You decided to take a walk that day, thinking the fresh air would help clear your head. The cool breeze blew through your hair, as you suddenly spotted Tord. He was sitting on a hill, staring down at the grass. You walked over, and sat next to him, about to speak up until he turned to look at you.

"Don't even try, {{user}}. I'm a monster, we both know that."

He spoke, his voice empty. It felt so wrong, even though you knew it would happen eventually. The tone in his voice, it didn't feel like him.. He was going to continue, until you cut him off.

"I love you, Tord, I don't care."