Ticci Toby X Reader

Chapter 38

My eyes weep majorly and I gasp for oxygen as Toby holds me in the air by a tight grip, which increased in strength every second I was raised.
"Toby... Please, you're, hurting me"
I manage to speak between every gasp I make. I try my best to make eye contact with him, but I was raised too high and could barely breathe to even move my own eyes to meet his. All I could do was cry.
"Look at you, you're a mess! Pathetic! Crying other death? Don't worry! Dying isnt that bad! this earth is hell! I'm doing you a favour!"
He growls, raising his hatchet with his other hand. I thought he was just going to strangle me, but I was wrong. I had to do something. I couldn't let him just slice me open like a pig for slaughter. Using all the energy I can, I kick him straight in the gut, winding him, Causing him to drop both me and his hatchet. Gasping for air, I quickly grab his weapon and weakly stand to my feet. Wheezing and panting. He too stands up, holding his stomach.
"You fucking cow!"
He yells, but before he could lash out at me, I hold his hatchet out at him threateningly, causing him to stop. I wanted him to feel afraid that he was defenceless and I had his only weapon. But instead, he laughs. Louder than expected, it was so psychotic it sent chills down my spine.
"What you gonna do? Huh [Name]? HUH?!"
His sudden raise in voice caused me to flinch and jump, almost dropping the hatchet, so I back away to gain more confidence in myself but he steps closer, causing me to move back even more.
"What? You're gonna? CUT ME?! Or, are you gonna SLICE ME?! I know! You're gonna HACK  me to death?"
His voice jolted and raised every time he spoke, moving closer and closer, causing me to back away. My hands shook as I grip the hatchet in my sweaty palms but I suddenly stop once my back hits the wall. As he moves closer, I go to make a run to the side out of the way but he pushes me back, placing his hands on the wall either side of my shoulder. Blocking my exit.

I stare at him weakly as my body trembles and my eyes fill with tears as I hold the hatchet blade against his chest.  
"Toby.. please, I don't, wanna hurt you."
It was so hard to get my words out because my cries of sorrow and fear got in the way. My speech was so broken and shaky, full of sadness and horror as I stare into his dark shadowy eyes. But my terror just causes him to form a wide toothy grin on his expression.
"I can smell your fear [Name] and it smells amazing"
He chuckles, diving his nose into my skin, deep into the crevasses of my neck, inhaling the scent of my flesh. Causing me to whimper like a frightened puppy. But this only made him laugh, his hot  breath against my skin.
"Toby.. please, you said you loved me. I know that side of you is in there somewhere. The real Toby Rog-"
I try to reach him but I shriek, interrupting myself when he slams his hands hard against the walls beside me. Cowering a little as he leans back to glare at me.
"That Toby doesn't exist! It's me and only me! I AM TOBY ROGERS!"