23. Taking care of you

                                    

                                          
Tom's POV:
                          
I left Tord's room after I realized he passed out. I sighed and cleaned the bucket. I really didn't want this to happen. I should really do something about it.
                          
I saw Edd. He smiled at me and waved. "Hey, Tom! How's Tord?" He asked. I just looked at him with an upset look on my face. His smile quickly faded. "What's wrong, Tom?" He asked. I looked at him with a serious look.
                          
"Welp, I tried to get Tord to eat, but he just immediately threw up...." I said and looked down. Edd gasped. "Tom, do you...mean that he's anorexic?" He asked. "I guess..." I answered. Silence filled the room for a while.
                          
"I think I should get him some pills. We can't let him starve to death." He said. I nodded in agreement. "Yeah."
                          
"You know, what? I'll go buy him some pills while you try to find something about anorexia." He said. "Good idea." I answered and took out my phone. I sat on the couch and Edd went out to buy those pills.
                          
I searched something about anorexia. It didn't take long for Edd to return with a small bottle of pills. "I got them." He said. I nodded and placed my phone on the table. 
                          
"I'll go check on Tord, Edd." I said. "Okay." I heard him say before I started walking towards Tord's room. I quietly opened the door to see him still sleeping. He looked adorable when he was sleeping...
                          
But then, I noticed that he looked kinda uncomfortable. He looked upset as well. He started shaking. 'I guess he is having a nightmare...' I thought.
                          
I came closer to him and started to pet his hair. I didn't know if that would help, but at least I tried. He looked a bit calmer. I smiled when I saw him smile as well.
                          
I left the room, carefully trying not to wake him up. I closed the door and searched for Edd. I saw him in the kitchen, reading some kind of small paper. "Hey, Edd. I'm back. What's up?" I asked him.
                          
He looked up at me. "Oh, just reading more about the pills. It says tha he have to take them twice a day. In the morning and in the evening." He said. "Okay."
                          
I sighed. "Edd, do you think we'll be able to get Tord out of this?" I asked him. He sighed as well and looked down. "I hope so, Tom. I sure hope so..."
                          


                          
Tord's POV:
                          
I woke up and rubbed my eyes. But my right eye was covered in a bandage. I groaned quietly to myself. But then, I smelled something bad. It was coming from me. I sighed.
                          
'Wow, I haven't took a shower in...uhh... I don't even remember when!' I thought to myself. I decided to take a shower today. I sat up on my bed and yelped in pain coming from my leg. My head was hurting a lot.
                          
I felt dizzy for a while, but then it stopped. I took my crutches and tried to stand up. After a few tries, I finally stood up. I closed my eyes and sighed in relief. I wanted to walk away and take a shower, but when I opened my eyes again, I was in my bed.
                          
'Why is this happening to me?' I asked myself. I wanted to call someone for help, but didn't want to bother them. I tried to sat up on my bed again, but couldn't.
                          
I tried my best not to blink or close my eyes so I wouldn't be in my bed again. But now thatnks to that I couldn't even sit. I rolled my eyes.
                          
'Okay, I have to call for help then...' I thought to myself. I opened my mouth to say something. I waited a few seconds, but nothing came out. I tried again, but all that came out was just a quiet groan.
                          
'Great, what now?' I asked myself when suddenly someone opened the door slowly. I glanced at the door and Tom came in. He smiled at me. "Oh, you're awake!" He said. I nodded slowly due to the pain in my head.
                          
"I have some pills for you." He said. I raised an eyebrow. "P-pills?" I said in a quiet and raspy voice. I coughed a few times. He nodded. "They're going to help you eat." He said.
                          
"Eat? No, I'm never going to do that ever again!" I said and closed my eyes. I wanted to open them again with nobody in the room, no pills and no food, but when I opened them again, I realized this was reality.
                          
"Tord, please. Let us help you." He said in a soft voice. I sighed, knowing he wasn't going to give up so easily. "Fine..." I said and rolled my eyes. He smiled and handed me the pill and a glass of water.
                          
I put the pill in my mouth and swallowed it. I drank the water and handed him the empty glass. He smiled at me again. "So, how are you feeling?" He asked. "Weird. I always close my eyes and somehow imagine that I'm standing up and walking away from ym room, but when I open them again, I'm back in my bed." I said.
                          
His smile faded. "Oh... I'm sorry for that. But why would you want to leave? Do you need anything?" He asked. "It's just that I smell really bad and I can't remember the last time I took a shower. But how am I suppose to take a shower if I can't even get up?"
                          
"I'll help you!" He said. I smiled at him. He offered me a hand and I accepted it. He handed me my crutches and then I was finally standing up. I closed my eyes and opened them again to make sure I wasn't imagining this, but thank god, I wasn't.
                          
We walked out of my room and I saw Edd and Matt talking. Edd noticed me and gasped. He smiled and ran up to me with Matt behind.
                          
"Tord! You're okay! How are you feeling?" He asked. "It could be better..." I answered. "Aww, don't worry. It will be okay." He said in a comforting voice. "Yeah, we'll take care of you." Tom said with a smile.
                          
I smiled as well. "T-thank you, guys..." I said. "No problem." Matt answered. "Anyway, Tord wants to take a shower so we'll get going." Tom said. I nodded and we continued to the bathroom.
                          
He opened the door for me. "Hey, do you need help with that?" He asked. I blushed. "Uhh, no. I-I'll be okay..." I said. "Alright then. If you need anythong, just call us, okay?" He smiled and closed the door.
                          
I started getting my clothes off. The top was easy, but when I tried to get off my pants, I just yelped in pain quietly. I stared at my leg. 'What did I put myself into?'