Hidden (TicciMask)

Part 7

Toby POV

I sat down at the table and didn't look at the others. I felt them look at me but I just kept staring at the table. I would just have to sit here for a while and then I could go up to my room again. I was really hungry but the voices wouldn't let me eat, they said that it was better if I just starved, and in some way, I kind of agreed with them. It would be better for everyone. That didn't make me less hungry though, I didn't listen to them in the beginning and they wouldn't leave me alone for hours after that.

That's right, you have to listen.

You should just go away.

Nobody would miss you.

Freak.

Everyone would be so much happier.

You just ruin everything!

Remember the last mission? How you failed to do the simplest thing and ruined it for the others.

Do you remember how Masky took your punishment? He still doesn't know you knew about it.

And you did nothing. Nothing to help anyone.

You should just die.

Just think about how much everyone would smile.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" I yelled at them.

"Toby, how are you?" Someone asked. I hadn't realized I said it out loud until I heard that voice, it was like hearing something through a thick fog of sorts, everything just sounded dull and far away.

I suddenly felt sick. I stood up too quickly and my chair fell backwards, everything was spinning. 

I can't do this anymore, I thought, they won't leave me alone.

"I d-don't feel well, I'm s-sorry." I mumbled and ran out from the kitchen, up the stairs and into my room. I closed and locked the door behind me. I opened the desk drawer and shakily searched for my knife.

I found it and just held it for a moment, somehow I knew how this was going to end but I didn't care anymore. 

"I have nothing to live for." The thought crept into my mind and I realized it was true, everyone I cared for was dead or hated me. To be honest, this hadn't been much of a life even before that.

I took of my hoodie and folded it gently. I then pulled up the sleeves of my shirt and put the knife to my wrist. 

I was surprisingly calm as I made the first cut.

Freak.

So you're just gonna run? 

You're not any better than your father.

Taking the easy way out, just like him.

You can't even feel it.

You're just weak.

Too weak to even live.

It made me angry, couldn't they just leave me alone for ones? Was this the last thing I was going to hear?  

The blood started to dropp down to the floor. Why couldn't I feel it? Just ones? It was so unfair. 

I made cut after cut and they just got deeper and deeper. The blood was now forming small puddles at my feet and the room was spinning. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes.

Masky POV

"What was that about?" Jack asked and looked at the doorway where Toby had disappeared.

"I don't know." I said. "I should probably go see if he's okay."

"That's probably a good idea, call if you need anything. I'm just going to clean up here in the meantime." He said and started to gather the dirty plates. 

I walked out from the kitchen and up the stairs to Toby's room. I knocked on the door but didn't get an answer.

"Toby? Are you okay?" I asked and knocked again. Still no answer. I tried the door but it was locked. I started to get nervous, what if something had happened? "Toby, if you don't open this f*cking door right now I'm gonna kick it in." I yelled and tried to open it ones more. When he didn't answer I backed up against the opposite wall to kick the door in. 

The door flew open and I froze for a second. Toby was standing there with his eyes closed and blood running down his arms. A small knife was in his hand and the floor around him was covered in blood. I tried to speak but the sound was muffled by my mask and he didn't seem to hear me so I yanked it of and dropped it on the ground. 

"Toby...?" I asked, my voice trembling. He looked up at me and smiled.

"L-look Masky, it's your face!" He said happily and staggered to the side. He dropped the knife and I ran forward just in time to catch him when he fell. 

"Jack! Come up here quickly!" I yelled as I lifted Toby of the ground. He was surprisingly light, even though he was so very small. He curled up against my chest and sighed.

"Toby?" I said, trying to get his attention. "Toby...Look at me, please." He looked up at me and and blinked heavily.

"Why...Why did you...?" I couldn't bring myself to finish the sentience. He looked up at me and and blinked heavily.

"I j-just wanted to m-make e-everyone s-smile." He whispered and closed his eyes. 

"Toby! Toby please look at me!" I yelled at him, trying to get him to open his eyes again.

But he didn't.

This chapter freaking broke my heart ='(

Also, just not to hurt anyone, when I wrote the "Taking the easy way out" part, I wrote it as "a voice" and did not in any way mean that I think wanting/ trying to to kill yourself is weak because I know it's not and I really hate when people say that.

Anyway, have a wonderful day/ night and hope you enjoyed this part! <3