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It Takes Two- Chapter Thirty (Final Chapter)

Todd spotted the hammer, a wicked smile spreading across his lips, and reached over for it. He began rambling about how he wasn’t going to let anyone, especially Tord, take you away from him.

“Shame we never had sex…but I supposed bashing your head in with suffice.” He straddled your waist, looming over you with a malicious smile, and held the hammer tightly. “Any last words?”

“I do actually.” The knife was right next to you. You grabbed it. “It’s been knife knowing you. Shanks for being a dick!” You said before stabbing him in the chest.

Todd dropped the hammer, falling over as he began coughing up blood, he had a vice grip on your wrist though.

“Sorry babe. Say hi to the devil for me.” You said. All your emotions started to pour out as you stabbed him over and over.

Todd’s grip loosened as he bleed out, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around your torso and pulled you off the now dead maroon leader.

Your instincts kicked in, and you started to kick and wave the knife around.

Tom was able to take the knife from your hand, holding you so you didn’t hurt yourself. Tord dropped to his knees, cooing softly at you to calm you down some.

“It’s ok, it’s ok, it’s me.” Tord held your face in his hands for you to look at him, tears blurring his vision. “It’s over, you’re safe, it’s ok…”

You flinched when he touched you, your flight or fight instincts still doing their work. But you started to calm down, and you started to cry uncontrollably. Tord began humming one of the lullabies he’d sing to you as a child, stroking your hair while holding you close.

You continued sobbing and held onto one of his hands. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Things had simmered down since this time last year, the red army was stronger than ever, you and Tord had fixed your relationship and you guys were thick as thieves now, you managed to make new friends (Connie and Carla would always have a special place in your heart though), everything was pretty good.

You found yourself in your brother’s office, looking through photo albums when you came across a picture of a boy standing next to a much younger Tord. He had wheat colored hair, golden freckles that stood out against his lightly tan skin, and chestnut coloured eyes.

He reminded you of your beloved older brother in some strange way.

“Tor Tor, who’s this boy?” You held up the photo album for him to see. “Was he your friend?”

“That would be Niklas, our older brother.” Tord set aside his paperwork and motioned you to join him by the fire. “I’ll tell you about him, it’s a long story and kinda sad but also funny.”

You nodded slowly as you sat beside him, photo albums in your arms, and listened intently as he began the tale. ~~~~~~~~~~~ A word from the author: Thank you for reading! I never thought this would be as big (or as long) as this. When I first started this, I thought it would be about 5 chapters at the MAX. But thank you for reading, and I’d also like to thank Opi, for letting me use their blog to post this fic, and for helping me when I couldn’t come up with a chapter (and letting me make them a character in my story and then killing him off.) And second I like to thank you guys, the loyal readers, who inspired me to keep going with all the likes and reblogs and stuff. I could have never done it with out the help of all of you. Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere, I’ll write more stuff for this blog. Also…. I’ve been thinking about writing a small spin off to this, mostly about the two soldiers who died holding hands, and I wanted to know if anybody might be interested in reading it?

Signing off but not for the last time

- The Author.

#txt post #submission #iw tom #iw tord #sib au #It Takes Two fic

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