Today or Tomorrow, But never Later. (Eyeless Jack x Ticci Toby)

Ch. 8

  Toby's POV

  I couldn't find the words to spoke so I just cleared my throat to get Jacks attention, he looked uneasy as he paused his fast paces and turned towards me. Seemingly frozen withe his attention on me, I struggled out the question, "W-Why ar-r-ren't yo-ou ta-lking a-a-about this d-door?" It took another a minute just to get the damn question into words, I couldn't even glance at Eyeless without feeling a tic coming. "We NEVER go down there, Slender keeps it locked off for specific reasons. I heard word of a horrific beast being held in there, and that no one goes in and comes out alive Toby. Don't try anything stupid.", that's a familiar phrase, I tried to nod but my head jerked down. Immediately as if instinct, my hands held my head, feeling a similar tic coming again.

3rd POV

  Eyeless stood in discomfort, the twitching male became silent holding his head, unmoving until his head jolted again. The sound was unsettling and the action seemed absolutely painful, but Toby had shown no emotion of such feeling. Jack ended up just looking away, suggesting with his hands for the other to continue following.

It was just past 2 in the afternoon, Eyeless had finished giving the grand tour while Toby rests in his room for the time being. Jack returned to the basement. Behind the door marked with an eye and many locks. The one specifically for a horrid beast. He sighed to himself, the voices once a whisper, now a loud crowd buzzing around his head. 'Did you guys see the way that kid acted?', 'Yeah, that freak made some ugly inhuman noises. Like, what the fuck is his problem?' Some bantered back and forth, careless to understand the truth, "Toby has a disorder called Tourette's, stop being such judgmental assholes.", Eyeless spoke to no one in particular. To outsiders, Jack would seem crazy, grumbling and arguing with himself, hence why he has the basement all to himself.
'Oh? Tourette's? I bet ya he can't even hold those hatches properly!', 'Not only that, Jack seemed off being around the child. Jack probably looks like the freak to him, the way his first reaction was to through his shoe at you!', 'Do you really think this boy will be any different from the many other beings in this hell hole of a heaven? You can't even see his face, let alone read his expressions for discomfort or disapproval!' Eyeless simply just laid on his bed, barely able to focus on one voice as they all chimed in at once. The silence surrounding him didn't help but magnified the demons banter, after about two years Jack learned that holding his pointed ears didn't do anything to silence them.

The demons are in his head, they're his problem. Just like the scars Eyeless keeps adding to.

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  Codey