MEANT TO BE MINE

Toma Pt.2 ~Cat~

AUTHORS EDIT: I have some one-shots pre-written from different times, so while I now write much shorter one-shots, I still have some 'draft'-but-finished-one-shots that haven't been published yet. I'll probably publish one of them each week on a Saturday/Sunday, so if it takes me a month to update...I've ran out of pre-written one-shots and haven't gotten around to writing more. Unfortunately, I'm in my 20's who has a 40hr+ week + adult responsibilities that greatly limit my writing time and makes it difficult to be motivated to write often. 

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Author's Note: This is based on the Toma one-shot that I wrote in the other yandere book years ago. Just like the last one-shot, the reader takes place of Len [I think that's what her name was] or whoever the female is. Once again, the reader doesn't travel through different universe. I think that's all that needs noted. If anything is off from the anime, just ignore it, it has been several years since I have watched it.

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You laid on the bed, a chain on your ankle giving you just enough room to stretch, stand, and reach the bedside that held a water bottle and fruit basket in case you got hungry while he was gone. The room was padded, the windows were covered by thick layers and if you got too close the collar on your neck would zap you till you moved away. You had tried to fight through it many times, but unknown to you, Toma had cameras in the room. He had increased it to a level that when you got too close, it would physically make you drop and you had to crawl away from the windows. The door that brought you to other parts of the house was locked off with several locks. The settings were placed to where you couldn't even speak without being shocked, till he turned it off. He mostly kept it on while he was at work, so he wouldn't have to chance you managing to bring attention if someone happened to pass by the bedroom and you be loud enough to get their attention. Then in the beginning when you would yell and fight him, a few times of being zapped with the strength to bring you to the floor made you quickly lower your tone the first time he asks you to lower your voice. 

You were trapped. You were no longer in the apartment he once kept you in. Nope, he had moved the two of you to a small house. With you 'missing' the cafe was short staffed, giving Toma more hours and 'temporarily' taking over your position. According to Toma, everyone was wondering where you were. One of the most loved host. The owner had refused to hire a new person or people, as he 'wasn't giving up hope and wanted to have your job ready to go when you were found'. Although, to you it was just another way of saying he didn't want to waste the money to pay someone that would get the job and realize they weren't fit for it and then have to keep paying people that quit. 

The known hosts was what brought in business. Those who brought in the money. The people who were frequently there because of you, to find out he had hired someone to replace you, would cause some financial strain over the next few years. Considering your situation, work should be the last thing on your mind. But that's pretty much all you had. Thoughts. The chain on your ankle barely allows for stretching and standing. A tv with some channels. Sleep. Coloring books with crayons. The room was very simple. Very boring. On occasion his voice would come through the pet camera, 'checking on you'. You were almost like a pet. A cat in a hamster size cage being smothered by what the human claimed to be love. 

"I'm on break, Darling." Toma spoke through the petcam, "Are you doing alright?" 

You glanced at the petcam, sighing as you looked back down at the floor you had been staring at during one of your many day-dream-space-outs. 

"I know this isn't ideal. It isn't ideal for me either. I wish things could be different, but eventually you'll come around and this can be more enjoyable for both of us. Tonight I-" He pauses as other voices hear your ears, replying to them and silence for a moment before he begins again, "Tonight I have something special planned for us, I hope I can make you smile again."