Chapter 7 : Song of my own

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< Masky's POV >

We sat there for away on the rooftop. Toby was shaking in my arms and holy hell is he a good singer. Im taken back at how he sings. Damn its like an angels. He we a sat there as another songs plays. Never To Late by Three Days Grace.

As It plays. I realized Toby is hurting worse then I thought. He wants to die. I wont let him. We sit there longer then expected. Toby's breath slows and twitch
every now and then, soon falling into a peaceful sleep. I turn off the music and grab the phone which must be stolen, and take Toby to his room.

When we get there, I set him down and take his goggles and guard and hatchets along with shoes away. Setting his guard and goggles on the night stand along with the phone, putting his shoes on the ground and hatchets in the holder, I realize that after i fixed his hands, he hasn't taken the pair of pitch black gloves off. I decide to slip them off only to come with new bites and scars. Then I decide to look at his wrists. New cuts and scars line them. 'Toby how long have you been doing this?' my thoughts were cuts off by Toby started to twitch and move in his sleep. "Dammit! Shit! Toby! Wake the fuck up! Its just a dream!" I shake him to wake up. "Toby!!" I yell once more. Suddenly he shoots up sweating like crazy. He brings his knees to his chest wrapping his arms around them then hiding his heading in it. From his posture i can tell he thinks im gonna yell at em. "Toby im not gonna yell." I state calming wrapping my arms around him.
Once Toby calms down, i let go and talk with him. He told me this dream was about his father killing me. That bastard couldn't kill me. He's dead.

< Toby's POV >

When Masky leaves, I grab my phone and go into an app that I use to make music, like your own songs. I replay what I have of a song Im working on. I dont know what to call it. ( Guys a heads up the song is gonna be one thats already wrote and online. Its a song by Get Scared ) Its been awhile since I last worked on it. My walls were sound proofed before Slender and the others left. Im glad too. So now I wont wake others when I have my night terrors. I pull the guitar out of my closet. Slender knew about it. Others... Im not sure if they know. I get everything ready and get to work.

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< still Toby's POV >

I finally finish. 'Hmm. What should I call the song? Its about being alive and other shit... Hmm. I got it!' "Yes! K-Keep Myself A-Alive!" I yelled with enthusiasm. After I calm down a knock was heard from my door. "Hey Toby. Can you hear me I've been knocking for five minutes! Whats going on in there?!" oh shit Masky sounds pissed. I walk over and open the door, only just enough to see my face and not the other stuff behind me. "Toby your door was open and I could here music. It sounded like a live band was in your room. What was that?" Masky calmed as I opened the door. "O-ok. I cant l-lie to you, b-but please dont tell a-any one about t-this." I told him. "Fine." Simple replay. "P-promise?" I wanted to make sure he wouldn't tell anyone. This music thing in big for me, beside killing and my sister obviously.
Masky sighed. "I promise Toby. Your secret safe with me." Once he's finished talking I let him in. When he walks in, his eye land the black electric guitar leaning against my bedframe. He looks at me questioningly. "You play?" he asked. "Y-yeah. I have two g-guitars. This one a-and-" Walking over to my closet I pull out a country styled guitar, not electric.
"When do you play?" Masky asked. To be honest, he looked interested in what I do. "I play w-when im a-alone or in t-the clearing I t-told you about." Explaining kept him content and not force it out of me. "Do you think you could play a song for me?" Masky asked. I flung my head to face him with a surprised look on my face. "You sung great on the roof, so you think you could sing for me?" My eyes gapped open. Masky wanted ME to SING for HIM. What the fuck is happening? "U-um. Ok. I-I'm gonna play s-something I wr-wrote. O-ok?" Masky shook his yeah and said, "Yeah. Fine. Just play!" I picked up my guitar and played the music. ( Toby singing ) (this is a real song by Get Scared)

I always ask myself
How could this darker cloud make me stronger now
I'll always ask myself
Oh will this go away?

When will this change?
Oh! I dont wanna,wanna wait
All of this pain
Oh! Will it, will it go away?
I ask myself this everyday

I just wanna leave this place behind
Everytime i see your face in mine
I just wanna leave this place behind
Everytime i see your face in mine

A sink and drink myself
To sleep i could just think im a lot stronger now
I gotta catch myself
To kick this over, make it go away

When will this change?
Oh! I dont wanna,wanna wait
Ohhh! Of this pain
Oh! Will it, will it go away?
I broke apart to play the game

I just wanna leave this place behind
Everytime i see your face in mine
I just wanna leave this place behind
Every time i see your face in mine

So whats your inner thought
You left me high you left me dry
So whats your life look like
Just don't fix mine, your all you've got
Never gazelling my head
Keeping me alive from my death
I keep singing da da da da da
I keep singing just to keep myself alive
Alive, just to keep myself alive

I just wanna leave this place behind
Everytime i see your face in mine
I just wanna leave this place behind
Every time i see your face in mine
I just wanna leave this place behind

Everytime i see your face in mine
I just wanna leave this place behind
Everytime i see your face in mine

So whats your inner thought
You left me high you left me dry
So whats your life look like
Just dont fix mine, your all you've got
Your all you've got
Your all you've got

When I finish singing, i set my guitar down. "Toby. That was amazing. You really know how to play." I totally forgot Masky was here. I jump a little at the sound of his voice. "T-thanks Masky." I feel a smile creep its way onto my face. I start disconnecting things. When im finished i sit down on my bed next to Masky. In an instant, Masky wraps his arms around and fall back onto my bed. I snuggle up to Masky's chest. "Hey Toby?" I heard Masky speak softly. "Ye-yeah?" I respond closing my eye. "Whats your name? I've only heard you be called Ticci Toby or Toby." Masky asked. My eyes shot open and looked up and Masky. I gave him the Are-you-serious face. When I seen he meant it i told him. "Tobias Eren Rogers." I did it surprisingly with out studdering.
I looked away and he kissed my forehead in reassurance. "Timothy." Did i hear something. "H-huh?" "Timothy. My real name's Timothy, but call me Tim." This came from Mas- I mean Tim. We snuggled back up and drifted off to sleep.

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