Addicted ( Ticci Toby x reader)

Chapter nine

(Y/n's POV)

I lay on the couch reading a book. While Toby did something in the basement he made it clear to not go to the basement and I agreed not caring until I hear a scream of women.

My heart drop, was he keeping a girl downstairs? One thing is to somewhat know what his job is and the other is having him torture women right in my face. I put down the book in hopes to hear another noise that maybe it was just an animal. Yet I hear another scream was heard. I got up and walked up to the door of the basement and quietly listened to the sound of metal chains and a soft voice asking to stop.

Fucking hell

I know I shouldn't get involved because of how Toby could react but I can't act like there is nothing wrong and let women get torture and killed.

I quickly go to my room and loudly slam it. I truly hope he would hear it and come upstairs.

I waited my breathing becoming heavier.

After a few minutes, he knocked at my door.

"(Y/n) what w-wrong?" He asked in an annoyed tone.

I take a deep breath and open the door.

"Why is there a woman in the basement?" I asked

He stared at me and walked away.

"Hey! Answer me" my fear left as I chase after him.

I grab his arm making him stop to my surprise he jerks his arm out of my hand making me fall pathetically to the floor because of the force.

He bends down and grabs my chin with his hand harshly.

"M-mind y-your own business, (y/n)," he said before walking downstairs.

I sure will not I got up from the floor.

Whenever he leaves I will try to help her. I thought as I went to my room.

I could hear more screaming than it would end and a few minutes past and it was heard again until he finally came upstairs.

I had made dinner in hopes of making him come upstairs and get distracted.

He didn't say a word and just sat down as I place her food down.

What am I a housewife now?

I sat down and began to eat not saying a word either.

The only sound heard was the noise of us eating and the clock in the wall ticking.

"I'm g-going to go g-get something, don't try going i-into the b-basement. I will know if y-you do" he said as if he knew what I was planning.

"Okay," is all I said as I grab our plates and start washing them.

I can feel his eyes on my back but he saids nothing.

I finished washing the few dishes and go to walk to my room but I'm stopping by a hand.

I didn't even hear him get up. He pulls me to him hugging me as he places his chin on my head.

I didn't hug back just stood there awkwardly.

"You k-know I c-care about y-you right?" He asked softly.

"Yeah," I responded with no emotion.

He pulls away now looking at my eyes then looks at my lips before kissing me.

I felt disgusted, he had just tortured women and now was kissing sweetly like he was just a normal guy kissing his girlfriend.

He pulls away knowing I won't kiss him back. But before leaving gives me another kiss on my forehead.