(Tom's POV)

This is gonna be weird. I already know it. After a week of me being locked in my room, I suddenly decide to hang out with friends as if nothing happened? Perfect planning. My hand, curled up into a loose fist, hovers over the wooden apartment door. I hear chattering and muffled voices on the other side. Just knock. Just knock, idiot. I take a breath and knock lightly. The voices ceased and I hear someone shuffle closer to the door. A few clicks sound before the door creaks as it opens. A familiar ginger faces me at the doorway.

"Tim!" Matt exclaimed as he pulled me by the wrist. I stumble into the home.
"Tom," I corrected.
"Tom, what are you doing here?" Edd asked from his couch curiously. Tord was there as well, ignoring me.
"...right, I was gonna ask if you guys wanna go to the mall. I need to buy some stuff, so I was wondering if you guys wanna come along?" It was a stupid plan, but I was going to buy a pocket knife. A few other things also, but mainly the knife. It's to stop sleep obviously.

"I'm not sure host, maybe it's for your own enjoyment," Kov said in mock worry.
"Shut it," I replied under my breath, so the others wouldn't hear.
"Sure! I wanted to buy some more pencils anyway," Edd suddenly exclaimed after a minute with excitement. "Tord, do you want to come?"
"...alright," The monster in my head purrs with delight. Happy that the commie was coming along.

I wait by the door with Matt for Tord to get ready. As I wait, Matt spews some pointless chatter. I'm not listening, but every once in a while I nod or hum so he believes I am. Edd joins us and a moment later, the commie walks in, glaring at me. Welp this is gonna be fun.

~Timeskip to them at the mall~

We all split up to go to different stores, agreeing to meet up at the food court once we were done. Edd decided it was best to go in pairs, and like every cliché story, he pairs me up with Tord. We walk around in silence, passing interesting stores. My eyes catches the store I was looking for. This crazy mall decided it was a good idea to have a place that sells weapons. I see Tord noticing it too. Great, if he goes in, I'll have an excuse to go as well. Not to my surprise, he goes in and looks at the guns. I sneak off and look for the aisle with the knives.

Wow, that's a lot of knives. They were displayed on a board, the light from the ceiling perfectly shining on the blades, making them glow. I feel a small smile tug at the corners of my mouth. I can't help it, there are so many choices. There are even oil-spill colored ones.

I need a pocket knife. Just a pocket knife. I have to control myself. Looking around, I notice a small glass display with a sign advertising what's in it on top.

Pocket Knives
Price varies depending on which knife.

Silver: £38.99
Black Steel: £30.50
(Too lazy to list more)

There were various types in the display. Some were closed, others were half open. I decided on a black steel one and went to look for an employee.

~Small Timeskip to after Tom buys the knife~

I received the knife in a cheap plastic case. I put it and the receipt into my hoodie pocket. I look around for Tord, so we could head to the food court.
"Hey commie! Are you done yet?" I call out when I get closer to where the guns are.
"Sure," He replied, looking away from a particularly dangerous looking gun. "Did you buy anything?" He asked with curiosity.
"N-no, I didn't," Fuck. Me and my stutters will kill me someday. He looks at me, skeptical. He shrugs and we leave the shop. Heading to the food court, we walk in silence. Well, for him at least. I'm talking to Kov with thoughts.

"So, will you use it at home?"
Maybe. Why do you care?
"Just asking,"
Do you think Tord saw me buying it?
"Doubt it, but there is a chance," Kov replied.
"Why would he care? As long as you aren't bothering him, he'll just mind his own business. It doesn't matter to him that you want to hurt yourself,"
Yeah, he wouldn't care. He'd probably enjoy it to be completely honest.

"Jehovah,"
Maybe I will use it once we get back.
"Witness, come on,"
I can already imagine the knife slicing my skin and the blood pouring out.
"Thomas,"
I fidget with the box in my pocket.
"TOM!"
"Huh- what?" I asked, startled.
"I said, Edd and Matt are over there! Do you not listen?!"
"S-sorry..." we walk over to the table with the green and purple clad friends. I sit down and just notice how short I am compared to the other three. Pathetic. I notice that Tord is staring at me, but I don't make a comment.

"So, Tom, did you find what you were looking for?" Edd asked, sipping his can of cola.
"Yeah," I replied, no emotion in my voice.
"What was it?"
"Mm...something dangerous," I hum, leading them on a bit with Kov. Tord looked up at the mention of it being dangerous. I'm bored. This should entertain me for a bit.
"Uh, heh, what is it?" Edd asked, his motherly instincts showing.
"Guess," I replied, feeling playful.
"Tom, better tell me or else I'll—"
"This 'thing', you didn't happen to buy it while we were at the weapons shop, right?" Tord said, cutting (pun not intended) off Edd. He sounded serious. Kov purrs, liking Tord being serious. Actually, just liking him in general.
"You went WHERE?!" Edd asked loudly, though not loud enough for people to notice. I (1000th word) smirk.
"Yes commie, where did you make me go because I had no choice?" He grumbles at me.
"The weapons shop," he mumbled to Edd. Edd shoots into a full-blown lecture on how irresponsible it was for us to go in the store even though he very well knew how Tord was. I was fidgeting with the knife in my pocket, having taken it out of the box already. As I enjoyed seeing Tord hang his head in shame while Edd was lecturing, I flipped open the knife. The handle was cold at first, but warmed up from my hands. I travel from the handle to the open blade, feeling around it.
"Ow!" I squeaked quietly, Edd not hearing me. I extract my right hand from my pocket. A small cut was on the tip of my index finger. Blood was already bubbling at the open wound. I place my finger in my mouth at an attempt to stop the bleeding before the others noticed. A familiar taste of metal spreads on my tongue. It was also a bit sweet and tangy. Like pineapple. It was delicious.

A/n:
Holy crap this chapter is long. Excluding this a/n, it's 1190 words. Hope you liked it. (1210)