The Story Behind Ticci Toby

The Bullying

"Retard!"

"Stupid!"

"Dummy!"

"Weirdo!"

"Pussy!"

Those were just some of the words they spat at Toby. Toby was helplessly lying on the ground getting kicked and stomped at by other kids. They were his, hmmm, where can I put this? BULLIES. Of course no one helped him, they were all afraid that they might get beaten up too. Toby is only 15 and his birthday is in a couple days. "P-please stop!" Toby cried out. He couldn't feel the pain they were causing, no he didn't care about that. It was the words, insults, they were saying. For Toby, words hurt more than a bunch of bruises. All the other kids were 17 and 18 and couldn't care less for what Toby had to say. "Haha shut up freak!" One of them said. Toby just laid there, crying. "Why is he crying? I thought he couldn't feel anything" The other mocked. They all laughed. Everyone except Toby. Toby just started twitching. He was crying and hiccuping. "Look! He's doing that weird shit again! Ahaha! That's freaking pathetic!" They all started pointing and laughing at him. "Get. Away. From. Him" A stern voice came from behind. They all turned and looked. It was Timothy. "I said, get away from him" They all scattered around and ran,"L-lets get out of here!" One said as he ran. Timothy was Toby best friend. He ran over to him and helped him up,"Oh god are you okay?" Toby just nodded. "I-I-it's not like it h-hurts or a-a-anything" Timothy helped Toby up. "Do you want me to walk you home?" Toby just shook his head a no. "Are you sure?" Toby just nodded and attempted to give his friend a fake smile,"I'm s-s-sure" Timothy just shrugged,"Alright" Before Timothy can walk away, Toby called out to him. Timothy turned his head,"Yeah?" Toby just said,"Thanks...f-for saving me" Timothy just chuckled,"It's alright" Then they both went their separate ways. Toby quietly walked in his and tip toed upstairs. He checked in his parents room and sighed in relief. His mom was home. He smiled and said,"H-hey mom!" Toby mom looked up and gave a fake smile,"Hey Toby" He knew it was fake but didn't like questioning his mom. He went over to her and hugged her. She had dull eyes and an emotionless face. Never less she hugged him back too. As Toby was limping out of her room he heard his name,"Toby! Why are you limping?" His mother asked concerned and got up and walked over to Toby. "Was it your father? Did he do this?" Toby quickly shook his head. "N-no...its n-nothing mom, I-I'm fine" And quickly headed to his room and locked the door. He didn't want his mom to know about this. The only person who knows is his big sister Lyra. Toby collapsed on his bed tiredly and fell asleep.

CRASH

Toby woke up to a crashing noise from downstairs. "Stop it!" Was heard from downstairs. Screams was heard from all over the house. Toby shakily got up, he knew his dad was back. He looked at the time 12:04 AM. He sighed. As always, his dad would come home late and drunk. He would beat his mother and then goes to his sister, but she's barely here so then he goes to Toby. He goes in his closet to hide. He's been doing this since he was eight. Toby heard knocking on his door, more like banging. "TOBY OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" His father was yelling. Toby stayed quite, he wasn't afraid of anything, he's only scared of his dad. "TOBIAS ERIN ROGERS! IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR, GOD SO HELP ME YOU'LL BE A DEAD LIL BOY!" Toby just stayed quiet, as long as his door is locked his dad will eventually get tired and leave. Toby was half asleep until he felt something grip around his neck and pull him out of the closet. Toby started crying. His dad slapped him and said,"STOP CRYING LIKE A LIL GIRL! YOU STUPID WORTHLESS PEICE OF GARBAGE!" Those words stung Toby's heart. He just cried more and more. His dad was beating him worse then the kids at his school. He left bruises on Toby, bad bruises. Bruises so terrible that they turn purple to green and it takes weeks for them to heal. Toby felt something drip down his face, it was warm. It dropped and it fell on his hands. He looked down and saw that it was blood, his blood. He fell unconscious. Hours later he woke up in a hospital bed.

Beep.....beep.....beep

He turned his head and saw that beeping machine that kept rhythm of his heart beat. He heard the door burst open and turned his head to see whoever came in. It was his mom and sister. "Toby!" Squealed his sister. She came up and hugged him. "Lyra stop! You'll hurt him!" Lyra rolled her eyes and looked at her mom,"He can't feel anything anyways! Right Toby?" Toby just gave a little nod at his sister. He loved his sister more than anything. He smiled that he saw his sister again. Few weeks later he was back in school. Toby dad was never arrested because his mom doesn't have enough money to pay the bills and it's always his father who does that. "Hey pip squeak!" Toby turned his head and started twitching violently now. The other boys laughed and started to shove him against the locker. "So your still alive? Damn for a second there I thought you jumped off a brigde" The boys behind them laughed even more. Toby just stayed there with an emotionless face. "Come on do something!" Toby still didn't do anything. So then they threw him to the ground and almost broke on of Toby's arm. The principal came just in time to stop want ever was happening. They spitted on Toby face and walked in the office. Toby was excused for the whole day. "S-stupid bullies and t-their stupid f-faces" Toby said quietly to himself as he walking home. He felt someone watching him and turned his head. He looked around everywhere but saw no one. He shrugged and kept walking.

Who did you think was watching Toby?