Ticci Toby X Reader

Chapter 59

Toby gave me a worried look. I knew what he was thinking. I was weak but I needed to help.
"A-Are you sure-"
"I'm sure."
I interrupt him. Causing him to let out a long sigh as if to already regret what was going to happen, but he soon nods and stands to his feet, rushing to where EJ and Painter fought.
I watch as he goes but instantly turn my attention to LJ who's groans turned into an eerie chuckle.
"So you think you can handle me? Jack may have ruined my eyes, but I can still hear."
He cackles with a wide toothy grin  as he creeps his way in my direction. Toby, Painter and EJ's fight had somehow migrated across the room so now it was just me and LJ in the centre. Where his entire hearing was focused on me. Oh god what am I going to do..?!

I keep a close watch on LJ as he begins to circle around, listening with his evil expression and sockets filled with blood. But my attention is suddenly grabbed when I hear a familiar whine of pain. It was Toby. I look in his direction to see EJ staggering to his feet and Painter harshly punching Toby down. Watching this, I couldn't help but gasp, however as soon as the breath of air left my body, I instantly let out a scream as I feel five sharp claws scratch down my entire back, slashing deep within the flesh. Crying in pain, my body falls to the floor as I pant and wheeze for air.
"I can hear every breath you make! Every step you take! Every noise you create!"
LJ laughs menacingly as he pounces down, grabbing my hair and yanking me back. But due to my numb body, I also ended up rolling onto my back, causing my hair to twist and become even tighter. I couldn't help but scream and yell as blood spills from my spine and the tightening sensation on my skull got worse and worse.

I felt my body be dragged and thrown, only to make hard impact with the concrete wall, causing a gasp of pain to erupt from me. But that only allowed LJ to pin point where I had landed. As he stalks over me, I had to move, get away so I can be out of his senses. Crawling on the floor flat against my belly I shift myself along weakly, going around LJ who seemed to have not noticed I moved. However I was wrong, as I continue forward the harsh pressure of a foot against my back sent shooting agony all through me. The open wounds gushed with blood as more weight and force was applied.
"Did you think you were going to get away? Silly girl, you're not going-"
"HEY LJ!"
A voice interrupted him. A voice I didn't recognise. I look up best I can, watching as LJ turns around. What followed next was the squirting and spraying of blood from his throat as he gargles and falls to the floor, laying lifeless in a pool of his own blood. Someone had sliced deep across his neck. Looking over at my rescuer, I saw a guy with blonde hair, bloodshot eyes and what appeared to be elf ears, standing over LJ's corpse, dressed all in green. He looks down at me and soon looks away, calling Toby's name. That's the last thing I hear and see before everything around me fades to darkness.

[A/N: <Added 10 mins after chapter was created> I'm getting slightly annoyed with the comments such as, "why is the reader so weak?."
Seriously guys 🤦🏻‍♀️ you can say 'no offence' all you like but I still take offence to it as I see it as a criticism to my writing. Now, of course everything writing piece needs criticism but it's the same thing all the time!
The reader went through torture=lost blood. The reader was thrown=aches and pains. The reader was gashed with claws= OH LOOK, more blood loss. The reader was pulled, dragged and thrown=more aches and pains. And then got stepped on. With all the weight applied. Not being funny, but I'd be pretty worn out myself by now! 🤦🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️]