Safe (a Toby Turner fanfic)

True Torture

TOBYS POV

Kat was unconscious for a few days. and in those few days I was madly in love with Holland. She was Kat's main nurse so she was in the room most of the time. I found out she is an amazing person. She is strong, beautiful, loves The Wanted, and has a great sense of humor. Don't even get me started on her beautiful face. She is an angel. Blonde hair that curls perfectly at the bottom, luscious red lips, and she is a cute size, she is only 5 0" so she is just the right size smaller than me. I can't say what color eyes she has. She doesn't just have ONE eye color, because it changes all the time. I'll just be sitting there talking to her and they will change from a hot baby blue to a sea grey. She is perfect. And I love her.

I was sleeping on the chair next to Kat's bed when Holland walked in and took out Kat's iv. I didn't think she was supposed to take those out yet since she hasn't woken up yet.

"Why are you taking those out? She could die." Holland came over and sat on my lap. My heart was racing.

"Don't act like you still care for her. Your mine now Toby. Kat is disgusting and ugly. A stud like you needs a girl like me." This angered me. Kat isn't ugly, She perfect.

"Kat is better than you are, at least she isnt a bitch." I said knocking her off my lap. She stood up and gave a laugh under her breath.

"Your going to wish you didn't do that." As she said this the door of the hospital room came open. In the doorway was a small guy. He had a single spike on his head holding up all his hair. He reminded me of Mitch Hughes (or bajancanadian). I could instantly tell this guy was a complete dirt bag. He just looked like someone I wanted to fly off a cliff. He walked up to me. I didn't know what to do so I tried to step away, but he cut me off. He shoved a rag in my face. as I breathed the chemical in, I began to get sleepy. and eventually passed out.

KATS POV

I woke up with a huge pain in my chest. What happened? Where am I? I was tied to a chair, it kind of looked like Toby's basement but it was more dusty, and smelled like death. (Yes it has a smell!) I couldn't see much because I was extremely dehydrated so my vision was blurred. I looked at my feet and saw a gallon of water along with my clothes. I just realized all I had on was a bra and panties. I wiggled me hand around the chair just enough to get the cap off the water. Using my feet I lifted the jug up and got the water in my lap. I drank at least half the gallon before stopping for a breath. I could already tell the water was helping my eyes. I closed my eyes for a few minutes and then slowly opened them back up. I could see the room fully now. And with that I noticed a bloody Toby sitting in a chair right across the room. the room was the size of a tall walk in closet. He didn't look very alive and I didn't know what to do. So I did what I thought was best. I cupped some water in my hand and flicked it at his face. He jerked up, he looked at me with devil eyes. But when he realized it was me his glare softened.

"Where are we?" I whispered to him

"I don't know. But I do know they plan to kill us. slowly. painfully." He said this staring off into space. I wish I knew what they had been doing to him. I can only imagine. He was covered in blood and had cuts and bruises all over his body. some of his hair had been shaved off. No. I take that back. Some of the skin on his head was gone. The top layer had just been ripped off. I wanted to cry just looking at him.

"We are getting out of here." I said.

"These ropes are extremely strong your no-" He was cut off by me breaking chair.

"What? I used to take karate and it taught me some weird things." I said. He grinned a little. He wasn't happy Toby anymore. He was sad and scared. even if he didn't say it I could tell. I used one of the legs of the chair to cut the ropes around Toby hands and feet. When he stood up he quickly wrapped his hands around my waist and kissed me passionately. I smiled when he released me.