Ticks In Our Love

Broken

[Reader POV]

You looked at Toby with the little package between your fingers. He turned bright red and stared rambling on about how it wasn't his intention and how he knew you were saving yourself for marriage and all, twitching every other word, stuttering vigorously. You silenced him with a deep kiss. You pulled away from a very nervous Toby, "I w-was joking," you said with a laugh, "I w-wasn't s-serious."

Toby looked at you with disbelief and punched your arm, "N-Not f-funny (Y/N)! I thought y-you w-were serious!" Toby's punch left a mark, but you didn't want to upset him further, so you held back your yelp of pain. The night went on and a bruise formed on your arm.

"I-I'm s-so sorry!" Toby said, noticing the bruise. He grabbed you and pulled you close, "I d-didn't mean t-too." As Toby held you, you heard him whimper.

"Oh... T-Toby..." you said pulling him tight, "Y-You j-just don't know y-your own strength... t-that's all." you squeezed Toby and lifted his face, his eyes were bloodshot and teary. "L-Lets just g-go back to the m-mansion, ok?" you say, planting a kiss on his soft, twitchy lips.

You helped Toby up and packed the things. The whole way back, Toby drank, and drank, and drank. He went through the full bottle within 10 minutes. It must have been strong because he was looking tipsy.

{Toby POV]

I cant believe I hurt her. Im a terrible boyfriend. I finished off the bottle as we walked back. We walked up and (Y/N) went into the kitchen, and I fallowed. She unpacked and I took a six pack of beer out of the fridge. Sally ran up to me excitedly and I just pushed her out of my room and went to my room.

"Woah, Toby?" Jeff said as I walked by. I didn't talk to anyone for the rest of the night. The next morning I had a huge hangover, but I went downstairs to get another drink anyhow. (Y/N) looked at me worriedly, "T-Toby? Are y-you ok?" She said, looking at me with full concern. I grabbed another beer and grumbed under my breath. "D-Don't worry about I-it."

(Y/N) walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me, "T-Toby... p-please... d-don't shut me out..."

I shrugged her off. I don't give two fucks. I hurt her, why would she care, after all, that's all I do. I hurt people, hell, I kill them for a living. Its a great way to blow off anger, but i'm in pain. For the first time, I felt pain.