Creepypasta 7 minutes in heaven

Ticci Tobias

ou had been sitting down next to Toby, having a pancake eating contest. You were both on your sixth pancake before Toby gave in. "Urgh..." He groaned doubling over the table. "You win..."

You stood up and pumped your fist in the air "YES!" Your stomach grumbled and you clenched it with your hand. "Damn.." Pinkenema came up behind you two, and shoved a tray of cupcakes in your face. "No thanks.. I'm full."

"Choose one~" She sang, and when you hesitated, she glared at you, an insane look in her eyes. You chose a cupcake, and began eating it. There was something lodged in your throat, and you began coughing, eyes starting to tear up. Finally, you hacked up the object that was making you choke.It landed on the floor with a soft thud. You picked it up a plastic miniature hatchet. "Where did this come from?"

"Seven minutes!" She grabbed your sleeve and dragged you into the closet. "Hey!" you whined and feel another body run into you.

"Sorry.." You already recognized his ginger voice.

"Starting now." Pinkie giggled and slammed the door shut.

You run your hands over his chest, you had been waiting so long for a perfect moment like this to make your move. "Toby... I've really liked you for a lo-" You couldn't finish your sentence and you're melted into his gentle kiss, you pull away and meet again. You continued your short and sweet kisses. He caresses your sides as the kiss roughen.

He growls and starts biting your lip making you giggle and open your mouth slightly. His tongue slips into your mouth wrestling your own tongue. Then he did something you didn't expect; his hand runs up your back and gently cradles your head. His grip on the back of your neck tightens and you pull away.

"Toby! Don't get too rough!" You scold/tease until you feel the pressure on your neck increasing. "T-Toby..." The pressure was building until it was downright pain. Your breath hitched as you felt something warm trickle down the nape of your neck. As you looked up at the boy causing the pain, he released his grip, and gave you a sadistic smile. The pain stayed there, and it dawned on you that the warm liquid was your blood.
"Toby?" You said quietly, trying to convince yourself that what you thought wasn't true. Pain shot down your spine as the rusty blade dug into your flesh, deeper then the small cut before. You screamed, but not for long. Toby shushed you, covering your mouth with his hand, and dragging the hachet across your skin. Blood stained the wall that you were now forced against, dripping down your back.
You let out soft plead, but the blade was too deep. Everything faded to black as your body went into shock from the pain.