TobyXreader(suicidal!)

New beginings

       Trigger warning

        You sat, staring at the wall, having a war, losing the war, dying inside.
       Where was Toby? Out killing. Where were you? Depends on how you look at it. The sane side of you was guiltily arguing with your new side. The insane side was slowly killing you. And your physical body just got back from a killing spree.
       You were starting to hate everything. Even Toby, somewhat. Yeah, your sweet, loving, phsycopathic boyfriend. You've been ignoring him. You couldn't even look at him.
       You hadn't eaten in days, no, weeks. Toby tried to bring you food but you wouldn't let him in. You were skinny, weak. You actually waited until you victims were asleep to kill them. You stopped eating after you had to kill your abusive parents.
       Do it (y/n)! The little voice in your head chanted. It wouldn't stop. You dug into your stuff and got your knife and carved the word 'done' into your arm. You bag an to feel heavy and you heard Toby come into the room. You passed out.

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       You were fighting with Toby, and he hurt you. you could feel the pain, it was like you were awake, you got pissed and threw Toby's hatchet at him and killed him.

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       You woke up crying. Toby was next to you with a worried expression across his face. You hugged him and he petted your hair and rocked you back and forth. "I love you (y/n), why do you keep doing this?" He whispered sweetly. "...Toby... I love you...but... you deserve better..." you couldn't finish. He kissed your forehead "I don't want better, I want you". Eventually you fell asleep thinking about your new life, and Toby.