Lost In love (Jeff the killer X Ticci Toby) (Discontinued)

Chapter 18.

(Jeff P.O.V)

I guess I don't know how long I'd been passed out but judging from the dust that had gathered in my room when I got up there said a long time. My side of the room was still the same as always. The bed was messy and the desk still had its laptop, speakers, and headphones. The white hoodies and black jeans remained in the closet, and everything was still in my dresser. I breathed out and turned to the other side of the room. The bed was void of sheets and the desk was empty, the closet had no clothes inside of it and the dresser was also empty. I stared at the blank side of the room and lowered my head. How long had I been out? How much had I missed? I noticed the calendar above my desk and walked towards it. I pulled it off the wall but it was of no use. I set it down and exited the cold room, making my way down the stairs. My old room had been next to the hospital like room I woke up in. I'm guessing Dr. Smily and nurse Anne had been responsible for my well being. The hall by the staircase had been empty and all the doors were open. Belongings still remained in the room at least telling me that no one had left me here alone. I trudged down the stairs, my legs felt like lead and my head throbbed painfully. I could hear the voices of some CPs downstairs...but I didn't like what I was hearing.

"It's been nearly 6 years since he went into a coma, he shouldn't be forced to suffer." Hoodie said

"Well if your psyhco best friend Masky hadn't been jealous of Jeff then he wouldn't be in this mess!" Jane mumbled.

"Is Jeffwey ever gonna wake up?" Sally cried

"Of course honey. Everything looked good last night when I checked. He'll be okay." Nurse Anne said

"I agree with Hoodie. Let's just take him off life support." Eyeless Jack whispered.

N-N-No! D-Dr Smily said he could wake up any d-d-day now!" A voice I couldn't name yelled.

"He's been saying that everyday for the last 6 years. He might not wake up Toby..." Ben answered.

There was a loud bang and footsteps leading into the living room where everyone was. His voice was heavy with pain but he was pissed. "If anyone of you lay a hand on Jeff's life support I was personally gutt you and stuff your insides with candy!" Laughing Jack hissed. "The only person who is allowed to decide what happens to Jeffery is Slenderman and hes not here."

For some reason, my chest hurt and throbbed. There were some CPs who wanted to end my suffering and some wanted to wait. I slowly made my way back up the stairs and back into the hospital room I woke up in. I took the tubes coming out of my arm, stomach, and chest, and reconnected them to the machines. Sitting on the bed and pondering everything I heard just now. I've been in a coma for 6 years....6 fucking years. This means I missed watching Toby grow as a killer...I gripped my hair in my hands which I now noticed was ten times shorter then when I got shot. I shuddered and trembled violently, my head hurt and my chest ached. Why had things turned out this way...why had it come to this. Honestly I had one of two choices and I kinda liked both of them. One; I could sit here and act like a big baby and cry about my 'oh so pitiful life' or two; I could walk back down those stairs and throw knives at the walls next to the heads of CPs who wanted to kill me off. I picked the second one. I disconnected all the tubes again and trudged to my room once more. I pulled off the hospital gown I was wearing and put on my usual white hoodie and black jeans. I was surprised that they still fit me but I guess I did lose weight after 6 years. My jeans did ride up on my ankles so I guess I grew a little but not by much. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out the second to last drawer. Inside the oak wood laid at least 10 dusty knives. They were in good shape and since they hadn't been used they were still sharp as fuck. I slid my hand down the blade of one knives and it sliced my hand like melted butter. I chucked and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and stared at the man in the reflection. I took the knife and re-cut my mouth, blood dripped down and pooled off my chin like water. I spit into the sink and wiped the knife on my hoodie, covering that spot in blood. I went back to my room and grabbed the other knives in the drawer. I walked down the stairs silently and into the living room. No one noticed I was there and they were still talking about taking me off life support. I counted 6 people and raised the first knife. I tossed them quickly and the knifes stabbed into the wall. Everyone went silent and looked and the sharp objects next to their heads. Everyone in the room turned and looked at my non blinking eyes. I toyed with one of my knives and felt the blood dripping from my chin. "The only person who gets to decide if I die or not is me." I hissed.
Everyone stared at me and I could see tears form in Sally's eyes and Jane had her hands over her mouth. I licked the side of my mouth when there was a loud thud. Everyone's eyes darted to the source of the noise and my eyes locked with those behind orange goggles. His weapons dropped from his clasped hands and he twitched slightly with each of my movements. His mouth laid agape and the part of his mouth that had been burned off by the fire when he was younger was dry and chapped. His mouth guard was around his neck and his black hoodie was around his waist. I breathed out slowly, my heart pounding loudly in my chest. Toby was taller then when I last saw him and his muscles could be pointed out through his thin clothing (which was more like a second skin rather then clothes.) His hair was longer and pooled around his forehead in brown and black. And even though he still twitched he definitely wasn't the young and naive Toby anymore. "J-J-Jeff..... you're a-a-awake..?"

I nodded and he rushed at me. His arms wrapping loosely around my neck. His whole body shook and trembled in my arms and his sobbing was faint. I could only imagine the pain and suffering he must of dealt with since I wasn't even awake for the 6 years he was here. The sounds of people getting up filled my ears and more arms embraced me and my lover. I couldn't help the shaking that filled my frail body and since I was still weak from the years of neglect I had gone through I felt my knees buckle and everyone holding onto me tumbled to the floor in a heap of bodies. Everyone laughed and moved away from me and Toby who was still clinging to me. I leaned down and kissed his forehead softly only causing him to cling to me more. I chuckled and I could hear his whispered voice. "I d-d-didnt think you w-w-were gonna wake up....I w-was so scared...I m-m-missed you so much and I l-l-love you! Please don't leave m-m-me again....please."

I lifted his head slightly and ignoring the people around us I pushed my bloody lips to Toby's in a deep kiss. I wrapped my arms around his body and pulled him close to me. Small moans and pants passed his lips and echoed deep down in the throat. I pulled away long enough for us to breathe but he was already pushing against me again in need for my touch. I licked his lips and mumbled in his ear causing him to shiver and twitch. "I won't leave again. I promise."

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Jeff: Well damn took ya long enough.
Me: I've been busy and dealing with shit so fuck off.
Toby: I missed J-J-Jeff so much.
Jeff: I missed you to.
Me: Well fuck you guys to then.
Toby: Oh I missed you to!
Me: Uh huh.
Jason the ToyMaker: I missed you. ;)
Me: Go away Jason.

Anyway. Sorry it's been so long since I've updated. I know it's sort but I wanted to get something posted. Something is better then nothing right? Anyway hope you like it. Let me know what you think and don't be scared to give me suggestions about what I should do next. Happy scares! Bye readers!

Jeff: Holy shit Toby looks sexy!!
Toby: *Blushes*
Me: *facepalms* get a fucking room you guys. Haah...bye readers.