Ticci Toby

Chapter two

My eyes fluttered open but felt very droopy. I felt my arms restrained in some time of hold and panic flushed through me. I squirm and fight with the strange thing holding my arms against my torso. I didn't notice the man with the glasses had walked in until he cleared his throat. My head snapped up to look at him and a scowl grows on my face. My leg twitches.
"Toby-"
"Don't say m-my name!" I spat. The man winces at the hatred and disgust in my voice. I struggle a bit longer to try and free myself of this hellish bond. "I'm not in-insane..." I whisper. The man in the glasses looks at me as though he pities me. I snarl at him and that's when I realize I'm also tied to the chair.
"Listen, Toby-"
"Why should I l-listen to y-you?!" I shout; saliva spewing from my mouth when I talk. That's when I realize my scarf isn't on my face. "M-my scarf...WHERE IS MY S-SCARF?!" I squirm some more in my chair and I see the man in the glasses stare at my mouth injury in horror.
"Toby, I'm only just seeing this-"
"You liar." I snarl.
"Toby, I'm not lying to you. I promise I won't lie to you the whole time you're here." He says as he points to my scarf on the metal table next to him. To my dismay, I give up trying into wiggle my way free of my bindings to try and get to my scarf to cover up my face.
"Then tell me this, doctor." I snarl. "W-why did you t-take off my f-fucking scarf?!"
"We had to do some tests-"
"ON THE SCARF?!" I shout. This man is being incredibly stupid and not making any sense to me whatsoever.
"No, Toby." He says calmly. I curse his calmness. "We did some tests on you." My heart drops to my stomach.
"W-why?! I'm not s-some stupid s-science experiment! Let me go!" I shout as I scoot the chair forwards in my eagerness to get out of this fucking hell hole. "And t-turn off that b-bloody light! You're b-burning my eye-es!" I hiss at the light that is shining down on me; interrogating me.
"Toby, I want you to tell me something." The man with the glasses says. I shoot him daggers with my eyes. "I want you to tell me everything that happened starting with you catching your neighborhood on fire."
My eyes seethe with anger and my nose huffs a large amount of air. I glare at the man as he sits there patiently as though I will gladly open up and tell him everything.
Well he's wrong.
"I'm n-not going to tell a-a sick b-bastard like you what happened! That's my own p-private story and I-I'll tell it to whomever I p-please!" I shout.
"Toby, you're making your condition worse by yelling-"
"CONDITION?!" I shout. "You th-think I h-have some sort of c-condition?!" I try to yank myself free of the straight jacket once again before giving up and shooting even more daggers at the dick across from me.
"Toby, please. I just want to know what happened to you. Once you tell me I'll let you go." He says. I glare at him harder.
"Like fuck y-you will." I snarl.
"Toby, I promise." This time, his lip curls into a smile that gives me shivers. This guy has a creepy-ass smile.
"...I-I don't believe you..." I say weakly.
"Toby, I promise you I will let you go back home-"
"H-home as in b-back to my f-friends? Or b-back to my m-mom?" I ask. He stares at me.
"Whichever one you want." He replies. I can't help but feel a slight flicker of happiness at the thought of going back home to Mom...
...but she's probably terrified of me...I know that I'm all over the news along with all the murders I've done...I honestly don't feel one small speck of remorse for those I killed because they deserved it. My heart ached knowing that Mom is scared of me and what I've become...she won't take me in...she saw me murder my father and her eyes were filled with terror...I don't wish to see those eyes anymore if they're only going to be filled with horror...
The man with the glasses looks at me as I think through my hard decision.
"Take me back home to m-my friends." I say. His lip curls into that same grotesque smile. I shiver.
"Now, tell me, Toby." He starts. "What is your story?"

A/N:
Sorry for the short chapter guys. It's 11:16 PM right now as I'm writing this but it won't be uploaded till I get wifi (my parents turn off the wifi at night ugh). But yeah, the reason this is such a short chapter is cos it's late, I'm sick, and all I want is sleep. In the next chapter y'all will be able to see what Toby's life is after his Creepypasta ending. He's gonna tell his story. :) goodnight guys! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! See ya on the flipside!