"Toby is something wrong?" I knew what was wrong, I still played innocent though. "Yeah..." his voice was scratchy and I instantly wanted to hold him tighter but he pulled away.
"My... dad..."
So he did know. Oh Toby! I'm so sorry! I reached for him but he stood up and started pacing around the room. I watched, a sad expression on my face, I hope he's okay!
He took a deep breath and let it all out.
"Raven! That little son of a bitch killed him! Shot him! Just so she could get out of prison! God dammit I hate her! She had the nerve to fucking taunt me and she a little piece of-" "Calm down Tob-" "don't you fucking tell me to calm down! I haven't had contact with my dad for years! YOU'RE Raven's friend! YOU'RE the one who was going to be sent to boarding school! I hate you!"
I was hurt, the clock ticked but I felt like I was stuck in time. He... hated me? But... but he loves me! Didn't he? I love him and he loves me and that's how it's always been! It's not my fault Kings is dead... is it?
I covered my face in my hands and groaned.
Tony was glaring at the floor, his hands clenched into fists.
"And you made me cross the damn city to make sure you were alright!" He grumbled.
That's it!
"This isn't my fault! I didn't ask to be shot!" I snapped. I instantly knew it was a mistake because he glared at me in silence. I was to prideful to say sorry so I stared back at him, hoping he would secretly forgive me... I knew his emotions must be haywire from the shock of hearing his dad was dead.
Finally I broke the silence. "Toby I-" "don't fucking say it." I stopped. "I don't want to hear it." That last bit was so silent I barely heard it and it made me shiver. With that he stormed out of the room, crashing into my nurse on the way out.
I felt tears pricking my eyes but I swallowed and held them in as I watched him go. People stayed out of his way, the security guard glared at him.
I knew it was partly my fault somehow. He was confused and hurt right now and I'd have to somehow tell him I didn't mean the words I said. The words I meant were very different. But I guess only the person who knows the words they mean can translate what they are being said to.
A louder sigh escaped my lips, chapped and rugged.
This was no time for being sorry for myself.
This was a time for sadness and comfort.
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Caught - FINISHED
AdventureA young girl is found lying dead on my street. People are getting scared. And my only parent left is blamed. My dad was found later by a dust bin...drunk. He has never touched a drink in his life. But then again strange things are happening. And mos...
