Ticci Toby x Reader

Hurt

You woke up in a bedroom. In a bed with white, silk sheets. The window was open and darkness seeped into the room. It was a pretty big room, bigger than the room you had at home.

Home. Where your family was at. Wait- no, where your family was dead. Everyone except you. Why did they let you live? You honestly didn't want to live. You hated life, life hated you. You spent days in your old room, not eating anything, sitting in the dark, picking at your skin. The room where he left you. The place on your arm where he'd kiss you...

You missed him. He haunted your dreams every night, turning them into nightmares. He haunted your daily life, slipping into the corner of your vision, but when you turn around, he's gone. Never was there.

Him....

You were awoken by a loud knocking at your door. "(Y/n) wake up!! We have waffles downstairs for you! (Y/n)!!!"

"Shut up! I'm coming!" You screamed as you slowly lifted up the covers and swung your legs over the side of the bed. You looked down at your feet. You were missing a toe, always have been since you were a baby.

You finally arrived downstairs in the kitchen and sat down at an empty seat. No one was at the table, or even in the house. I guess I took forever to get out of bed. You felt sad, no one was there. You're all alone, again. Definitely not the first time. Ever since you were born you were abandoned. Adopted and abandoned. Your life was terrible, in all ways possible. Nothing could make it better.

Your thoughts were inturruped when a tall black figure entered the room.

"(Y/n), we need to talk."

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Hey guys! So, so many people kept commenting, asking me to update so here you go c: I was planning on abandoning this story but since people still keep asking me to update, I'll be updating it weekly. Hope you enjoyed!