Praying for a sinner || Ticci Toby x Reader

☾🌧 | Chapter 2 | 🌧☽

Two teenage boys were found murdered in the woods, one was apparently killed by what was suspected to be a hatchet while the other was stabbed 23 times. Cameron Oxford and Jackson Smith were both found late last night after their parents reported them missing along with teenage girl Y/n L/n. The boys bodies were found several meters apart which has lead investigators to believe that Jackson, age 17 was murdered first. Cameron, age 18 was suspected to be the second of the high-schoolers to be brutally murdered. The teenage girls school bag was found along the other boys bags as well as a large amount of cannabis. What was suspected to be a fun evening with some friends turned into a horror story. The  body of Y/n, age 18 has not been located and investigators are unsure if she has even survived the attack as investigators discovered a rock with a large amount of blood located another several meters away from Cameron's body. 

THIRD PERSON / PARENTS POV

"Honey turn that off" d/n said "she's alive" m/n said through tears "I can feel it" she whispered   "I know she is hun now come on it's not healthy to keep staring at that box" he sighed while reaching for his wife's hand, she pulled away "but what if it updates while I'm not looking" she cried "You need some rest you've been up since yesterday morning, I promise you I will wake you if they find something" he let out a warm smile "okay but you have to get me the second they have anything" she said taking herself over to the stairs "I promise love I will". And with that the father sat there. He sat there for hours. In that stupid armchair that y/n loved. She loved it because it was dads chair. They would constantly wrestle to see who got to sit in it. He sat there. In that stupid chair. Reliving all of y/ns life. The news didn't update anything for the rest of the day. D/n just sat there. M/n cried herself to sleep. Remembering all the times y/n had woken them up when she was little. She would climb into bed and jump on them. Those are the memories she wanted to remember.

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YOUR POV

I woke up to cold damp air, my head was pounding, I reached up to rub my head that's when I felt the dried blood on the side of my forehead as I sat up I took a deep breath in pain 'oh god what is that smell' I thought while covering my nose, I looked around the unfamiliar room. The walls and the floor was like a concrete substance, I was on the floor with my right foot chained to the wall behind me. I pulled on the chain to see if maybe it was loose at the wall but of course it wasn't. I stood up to look outside the large metal door, this door was seriously like something you would see in a prison, in fact I'm pretty sure this is a prison door. While trying to peer out of the space in the door I heard voices coming down the hallway 'shit' I thought as I picked up the chain to stop it from making a noise as I ran back to were I was laying and pretended to still be asleep keeping the chain gripped tightly in my hand. "She's still out" one of the voices spoke "should we make sure she isn't dead she's been out for a while" another voice spoke. I heard the lock of the door open and footsteps enter the room. I wait for the perfect moment. One of the figures leans down to feel my pulse, I feel their fingers touch my neck. He turns to say something to the other person in the room but I don't give him the chance. I quickly wrapped the chain around his neck and pull his body basically on top of mine, he tries to fight the chain by pulling it off but I'm holding it to tight "unlock this damn chain or I'll kill him" I spit to the other person in the room "d-do i-it" he choked out through breathes "okay okay" he fumbles the keys in his hand as he leans down towards my ankle. When the shackle unlocks I kick the guy in the face and throw the other man forwards on top of him running out the door and locking it behind me.