He's Prefect (TicciMask)

The Date

~Toby's p.o.v.~

I quickly ran to the mansion checking the time seeing it was 11:35 pm. I only had a few minutes to get ready then run to the hill. Once I made it inside I ran up to my room. I sat my gear on my bed then went to my closet. I picked out my clothes which was a black shirt that showed the bandages on my arms but I didn't really care then some jeans that had a few holes in them. I left my hoodie on my bed then checked the time once again. 11:45 pm. I ran down stairs then out the door. After what felt like an hour of running I made it to the hill 5 minutes before midnight. Masky was lean against the tree with a basket next to him. He gave me a slight smile then walked over to me and grabbed my hand taking me over to the tree. We sat down then he moved me to his lap. "Hey Toby, why don't you ever use your middle name?" he asked with a gentle voice. He always uses that voice when talking to me. I spoke with a scratchy voice "I d-don't r-really l-like it...w-why d-don't y-you use y-your r-real name?" He smiled then wrapped his arms around my waist "Well...Andrew...You are the only one that is allowed to call me Tim." I hated hearing that name 'Andrew' I never use that name. "Tim, w-why...?" I said slightly giggling "Because I love you, Andrew." he was starting to laugh but somehow didn't. I lightly kissed his cheek "I l-love y-you T-Tim..." He made a quiet groan before burying his face in my neck. He slowly moved away then pulled the basket a little closer then mumbled "Want anything to eat?" He asked silently. I shook my head then whimpered a little giving him a sign that I wasn't as okay as I seemed. I had finally tried the 'pills' Slender gave me the day I got here. All he told me was they caused pain. He was right...it caused pain. I could feel everything and all of it was really just pain. It was really just my stomach and a couple of bandages. Tim slowly moved away from my neck. He mumbled the back of my shirt "You okay? Should we go back?" he asked in his gentle voice. I shook my head then mumbled "It's just a little...pain" my voice was shaky but still scratchy. He looked at me in disbelief "pain?" he asked quietly. I nodded in response. He sighed then mumbled "Okay, we're going back. I don't care if you like it or not" I sighed and nodded then rested my back on his chest. He turned me around that way he could face me. He held onto me as he stood up grabbing the basket. He began to slowly walk back while I whimpered when I was shifted while trying to not fall.