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My neck cracks as I have another twitch attack. Whatever that thing is, it's out to get me...I've seen it before and in Dr. Oliver's office...what the hell is going on?!

"Toby?"

I jerk my head to the side as Mom walks in and I sigh in relief. I put my hands over my face and grip my hair with my fingers.

"Are you doing alright?"

"A b-bit s-s-st-stir crazy-y is all." I reply. After last week's breakdown in Oliver's office, Mom has kept me indoors. Meaning I haven't been outside in a week. No job, no fresh air, nothing.

"I'm sorry, Toby. I really am." Mom says. I know she's not. She's just happy she doesn't have to deal with my breakdowns. Even though it hasn't stopped me from having nightmares...

"I j-just want t-t-to get out-t of th-the house." I say.

"I know, but I can't let you do that." She says.

"I-I don't unders-stand your r-reasons th-th-though." I say.

"I know, Toby. And it's for the best that you never find out."

Okay, that was a little weird.

She doesn't want you to escape again.

I look around me for the source of the voice and Mom quirks an eyebrow at me.

"Toby, you okay?" Mom asks. I look at her with wide eyes.

She doesn't want you to run away again.

I realize the voice is in my head...but it doesn't sound like my sub-conscience...

She doesn't want to see your name on the news again.

"Toby?"

She doesn't want to find out you're a murderer again.

My eyes widen even more and I jerk and twitch. Mom backs up a bit and stares at me cautiously. My eyes jerk up to her and I see fear. Real fear.

"Y-you're s-sc-scared of m-me." I say, my voice hinting something along the lines of psychotic.

"Toby, no I'm not. I would never be scared of my own son-"

She's LYING!

"Liar." I whisper. My mouth twists up in an unfamiliar way and I feel my actual sub-conscience try and pry me away from this state.

Calm yourself!

Liar, liar, blood's on fire!

Tobias Rogers!

Liar, liar, axe held higher!

Stop it!

Liar, LIAR, BLOOD SPILLED EVERYWHERE!

"TOBY!"

It seems like my eyes open because when I snap back into reality, my eyes start to speckle with black as my vision clears up and my hands are around my mother's throat as I'm holding her against the wall.

Shock pours through me and I let go of her. She quickly stumbles away from me and gives me a look that proves she's terrified of me.

I start to shake everywhere. My body is a wreck of shivers and twitches and I feel tears blur my eyes.

"M-mom." I squeak. She shakes her head and bolts out the door without another word. I cover my face and let out hot, shaky breaths.

What did I just do?!

A/N:
Hey guys! I am soooooo sorry for the late updates! I've been really fucking busy lately and I haven't had time to write these books! We're in the process of moving to a different state and I have work 'n' shit going on, so sorry if my posts are super late.

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