Stalker? I prefer Admire. *Ticci-TobyxReader

Insane?

"WHY DON'T THEY BELIEVE ME?!

you asked yourself this questions over and over again and got the same answer that they just don't care only about themselves and their beers. You sighed and cleaned the fresh cuts that you just received locked in your dark room. Your eyes were locked on the window sill locked closed in front of you "we're they really real.....there's no way anyone will believe me" you say to yourself.

"You're right they won't...." A voice said coming from the right side of the room. It sounded like a girl about 15 or 17 "what makes you say that?" You didn't really mind that you might be going inside or that now you hear voices.

"Well for one you got hit by a car and might be inmaging things that aren't real and you have no prof" the voice was calm and sarcastic. You shakes your head knowing there had to be prof on something fingerprints blood stains something! Your eyes wide and you pulled out the note you left in your pocket from that smile dude but to your disappointment it was blank with with the words.....

"Your next....you're one of us"

You growled and crumpled the note "what a shame....you're one of them" you shakes your head "I'm not like those people and why are they even after me? The voice laughed "they were ordered to come get you and you are one of them look down" you hesitated for a second then looked down stairs your cast Black,white and a red operator symbol.

"What does this symbol have to deal with anything at the moment and why can't people believe me! Your voice came out sharp and angry you were staying to get annoyed from the voice and everything around you, "each person that was after you have been marked in their lifetime and you are as well which gives them another reason to come after you, why people can't believe you is because what you see they can't you're going crazy and you never noticed not even your dearest friends.

"SHUT UP!"

You yelled getting up from from the position you were sitting in and quickly ran over to the nightstand pulling out a razor. Yes you use to cut but then stopped when your friend (F/N) front out and forced you to stop and brought you into the world of movies and books So fun huh?

"You should put that back before you hurt yourself.......or if someone comes in" the voice says in a whisper.

You pretend not to hear it and walk over to the window holding the knife in your right hand you were about to look away when a figure moving fought your eye. You watch as the figure quickly turned the corner of the street from standing behind a near by tree. But before he did the full turn he twitched then kept going you were about to turn around but a hand gripped your wrist yanking the razor away from you.

You quickly turned finding you step father mostly one of the last people you wanted to see he grunted and forcefully pulled you out the room. You mentally cursed to your self for not hearing him come into the room when the door was locked you should have heard him.

"You been going on and on for hours up there talking to yourself and then this!.......you're going back!" He dragged you down the hall pass many empty rooms full of empty beer bottles. Yea you understood why he was yelling at you but go back where?

"W-Where?.....go back where?" Not even a second later your head was slammed into on off the walls. You went light headed for a couple of seconds "you know exactly what I mean" he says drawing you out the door to the car.

"Y/N stay calm" the girls voice came back when you say in the back set of the car.

"Stay calm yea stay calm is going to work at the moment" you say out loud forgetting anyone that was around you. " be quiet unless you want to get another beating!" Your step dad says getting into the car placing the knife on the passenger seat. Your eyes landed on the knife as the voice spoke for one last time"it would be a shame......."