I walked into the room that I shared with Tobin. Tobin was sitting on the bed, but she got up when I came in. Her hands reached out and grabbed me by the throat, holding me above her head, pinning me to the wall. I grabbed her arm, trying to pry her fingers off my neck, but she was too strong. I struggled, kicking and hitting, but it did nothing. A cruel, cold grin spread across her face. "Tobin, I can't fight you." I said finally. I stopped struggling, exhausted. Tobin's grin got wider, and she started to slowly squeeze my throat. "Tobin, please!" I begged, looking into her eyes, which were darker than normal. "This isn't you! I know it isn't! Come back to me!" Tobin gave no response, but continued to squeeze my neck. Eventually, everything went dark.
Tobin's P.O.V.
I stared in horror at Thalia's limp body lying on the floor. Hope and Abby came running into the room, and Hope knelt down by Thalia's side, checking her vital signs. "Tobin, what happened?" Abby asked. "What did you do?" "I don't know!" I said. I was scared and confused. "It was like someone was controlling me, making me choke her. I didn't mean to do it, Abby! You've gotta believe me!" "I believe you, Tobin." Abby said. "I know how much you love Thalia. But she doesn't know that it wasn't your fault. It would probably be better if you weren't here when she wakes up." I nodded. "Love you, baby girl." I said, kissing Thalia's forehead before leaving the room. That was the last time I saw her.
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USWNT Oneshots
FanfictionA variety of oneshots involving the US Women's National Soccer Team. Ranges from funny to romantic-ish to feelz.
