Ticci Toby X Reader

Chapter 41

Ticci Toby's POV
I shake my head to regain my self and come to my sense, checking to see if this was all real. It was. [Name] stood before me, her weeping eyes locked on me. I could see the fear in her eyes. Her entire body shook and panicked. She was terrified.
Fuck, what am I doing?!
Growling agitatedly to myself, I carefully remove the gag from [Name]'s mouth. Causing her to I instantly gasp for air, deeply inhaling and exhaling, taking in as much oxygen as possible.
"[Name].."
My voice remained deep and low, my stutter also appeared to still be gone, for the time being. Her eyes open wide, showing off the beautiful [e/c] colour radiating through, staring back at me with shock and confusion. Still however on edge. 
"...Toby..?"
Hearing her say my name so shyly and full of worry lit a fire in my heart and made me realise what was truly happening, not just around us, but between us as individuals. I said to her that my love for her was a lie. But that itself is a lie. I do indeed love her. It was an endless love that no torture could change.
"[Name], I'm so sorry.. Jack, Masky. Let her go."
Jack and Masky share glances to each other then stare back at me. Jack just does his usual thing and shrugs. Leaving to room. Causing [Name]'s left arm to drop to her side. But her right arm remains pinned as Masky disobeys me.
"Sorry Toby. But this bitch stabbed me in the neck with glass! She needs to be punished!"
Suddenly Maskys grip on [Name]'s arm tightened and started to twist. Her cries bellowed out through the room until you hear a loud snap.
"Masky!"
Her bone had fractured. Although, sadly this was an open fracture, meaning her bone that had snapped tore through the skin, ripping her flesh. She screams in agony as she stares at her own bone protruding through her skin. Tears streamed down her face. Her free hand clutching Maskys wrists. Blood gushed from the open wound as she cries in pain.
I hated him for doing this to her, I raise my hatchet and yell his name but before I could strike, Jeff calls out and stops me.
"Toby! What are you doing?! You're supposed to be killing her!"
As my hatchet remains in the air, Masky chuckling at his actions and [Name] screaming in pain. My head crooks to face Jeff, panting in anger as I watch his frustration grow.
He rushes towards me but I slap a free hand across his face, as he stumbles, I lower my hatchet and storm over to him. Punching him down. I wanted to continue to punch him but I needed to help [Name]. I rush to Masky, plunging my hatchet deep into his shoulder. He yells out but soon bellows once I yanked the blade out. Blood dripping more and more as he angrily turns to face me. But instead, he chuckles, pulling at a small knife from his pocket. He turns back and stands over [Name]'s figure as she fell to the floor clutching her arm.

I try to stop him as he crouched down to her but suddenly I'm grabbed from behind. It was Jeff. I try to push him off of me but his grip won't budge.
I painfully watch as Masky reaches out a hand, latching his fingers around [Name]'s protruding bone and giving it a yank. She screams her lungs, blood pours from the wound as it was made even bigger. The bone tearing up her arm as her flesh makes a sickening ripping sound.
"Stop! Don't hurt her!"
Neither of them listened. Instead, they both just chuckle. Jeffs grip tightens on me and Masky pushes his blade against [Name]'s face. Pressing hard and slowly dragging it down, causing a long cut down her cheek. She cries as he drags out the pain as long as he can.
I couldn't take it. Id had enough. Springing our my arms, causing Jeff to stumble back, I swiftly swing round, slicing across his throat with my hatchet. Blood splattering everywhere, on the floor and on my person. His bleached eyes stare at me as he gargles, clutching his hand around his throat, blood spitting from his neck and his mouth, droplets landing on my face, causing me to growl and slice his throat again, the wound became even bigger. Blood gushing down his chest as his body grows limp, falling to the floor.
I raise my hatchet one last time but before I got my chance, he had already fallen on his stomach. A pool of blood surrounding his head.

"You bastard."
Was all I heard from behind me. I turn to see [Name] unconscious on the floor. An angry Masky staring at me through his mask as he snarls. Without time to think, he lunges for me, but I easily doge, plunging my hatchet deep into his spine. He groans and falls to the floor. He tries to crawl away but I simply bend down and push my hands against the hatchet, causing the blade to sink further and further into his back. His gasps and splutters blood from his mouth, tapping the floor quickly with his hands as a surrender. Ripping the hatchet from his spine, he thought he was safe. He was wrong. Without thinking twice, I mash the hatchets blade down on Maskys skull. Taking a direct hit to the brain, almost through half of his head. His hands stop tapping and his entire body grows lifeless, his head hanging limp against my grip as I held onto my hatchet. I was proud of what I had done. I had finally stood up to these assholes. And it felt good.  Letting my weapon go, his head slumps to the floor with a thud. Blood escaping to join Jeffs pool. Creating one big blood bath.

Wasting no time. I hurry over to [Name]. Crouching down beside her, brushing a piece of  hair away from her face and tucking it behind her ear.
"[Name] I'm so sorry."
Carefully lifting her unconscious body in my arms bridle style, I carry her out of the room and head downstairs. I needed to get her to a hospital. I don't care if I risk getting caught and arrested. Saving her life was more important.