Ticci Toby X Reader

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You woke as small wet splatters of some liquid fell onto your cheek, it just so happened to be Macrov's drool. You reeled back in disgust wiping your face with the sleeve of your now filthy pyjamas and sat up taking in your surroundings, you sat with a small chain and shackle around your left ankle that was pinned to a wall only giving you a small space to walk, to your left sat a sleeping Alma, in her hands was a bear, her favourite teddy bear. You looked around noticing the room you were in was small, the walls pasty and slightly cracked, paint chips decorated the floor, the only door was a bulky white metal one stained with what looked like blood, you felt the hope flee from your body talking it all in. Macrov yapped at your side glad to see you were okay, you grabbed the walls helping you up and stood leaning tiredly against it. Footsteps and thuds fell from the ceiling above, someone was upstairs. Listening close you heard a few pairs of footsteps above which made you shudder.

Why me!? Why Alma!? Why Macrov!? Why today!?

Grumpily you rushed towards the door but the shackle held you down making you fall forward onto your chest with a loud thud. A groan of pain escaped your lips as you rolled onto your back to look at Alma who was snoring softly, her face wet with tears. Your heart sunk down and you hugged your knees to your chest. Footsteps were gaining on you and you felt as though this would be the end of it all, you thought you were dead for sure. The metal door swung open with a clack hitting the wall sending shivers down your spine as a boy with blonde hair and a green tunic, dressed sort of like link stood ahead of you. He smiled evilly down at you walking closer and closer, he landed at your side and knelt over you. His hands brushed your (h\c) hair out of your face.

"Hey there." He smirked.

You couldn't find the words.

"Aw something wrong?" He asked mockingly

"N-no" you forced.

He chuckled and wrapped a warm arm around your shoulder. You trembled but didn't dare look up at him. His hand grabbed your chin roughly yanking it up to meet with his face only an inch or so away. Your mind fell into a heavy abyss.

"Hmm your pretty cute." He soothed tilting your head back and forth slowly.

You grunted and shoved his hand away, that pissed him off. His eyes turned black and the iris became a dark shade of crimson red, they started to bleed down his face and you stiffened in fear.

"What's the matter princess?" He asked cockily as he leaned in.

You couldn't help it, it was a reflex, it was just an urge pushing to be for filled. You raised your hand up and slapped him, hard, very hard. He parted his lips slightly as a snarl carved his face and he jumped on you.

"How dare you hit me!" He howled pinning you to the floor.

"N-no get off me!" You wailed as his face moved closer.

He thought for a moment listening to Macrov's barks and snarls before yanking you to your feet.

"Let's go for a walk." He chuckled unchaining your shackle and dragging you towards the open metal door.

"No please, let me stay here with Alma, please." You begged looking back at Macrov who stood protectively over Alma who was still asleep.

"You wanna stay? Your gonna wish you'd never hit me honey, just you wait. Your mine now." He smirked.

He tugged you upstairs against your will, you pulled and pleaded and begged to go back but the blonde only laughed at your pleas. Finally he stopped at a door and opened it shoving you inside. You stumbled clumsily and tripped over a chair sitting by a computer only to fall back and land hard on your back. The boy shut the door and locked it with a click before turning to face you with a deathly grin.