Chapter 8 : Toby's Room

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(( Chapter 8. yeah a little early so. who cares? I don't. Lexi out~ ))

<Masky's POV>

I awoke with the sun shining in my face. I open my eyes and look around the room, until my eyes land on Toby, out cold and snuggled into my chest. The room has no movement besides Toby's occasional twitches. While I'm here, I take a moment to take my surroundings. The walls a dark an light brown mix, with green carpet, an orange shelves (( I know the description is a little different from the first chapter, but who cares. )). His hatchet holder was on the wall, holding his hatchets, and they still had blood on them. 'Probably from his killing spree...' I thought as I continued to look around. He had a lot of music stuff on his shelves, including things for his hatchets. Toby had a grey closet in the back corner. The bed I was laying on was in the darkest corner of the room, his sheets were a dark shade or navy blue.

Movement was detectable, and no, not Toby's twitches, I mean as in waking up. My grip on Toby loosened as he rolled out of my arms and stretched. "Morning Toby. How'd ya sleep?" Toby seemed to jump when I spoke, he turned to me and crawled back onto my chest. "I-I actually s-slept great. If y-you haven't no-noticed, I ha-haven't slept in a w-while." Toby yawned his reply as he laid his head on my chest, still waking up. "Why haven't you slept?" I asked, concern hinted in my voice. Toby looked up at me and answer, "Night t-terrors." I made an 'oh' noise and snaked my arms around Toby's waist, pulling him closer to me. We stayed like that for awhile, just lying there, cuddling. I mean what can you expect from a couple. Couples can be from fighting and abuse to Happiness and love. Toby took first movement by leaving my arms, getting up off the bed and me. Walking over to his shelves. Toby reached up and grabbed a small, round, orange pill bottle. Popped it open and out spilled two tablets. He took em with ease, probably because he's done this millions of times.

While he was doing this, I sat up and laid back on his pillow, shutting my eyes. I was like this for awhile till I felt pressure creep up the bed, and a warmth lay on my chest. I opened my eyes, looking down to see Toby, curled up on my chest, arms wrapped around torso. Smirking, I wrapped my arms around his waist, keeping a protective grip on him. "H-hey Tim?" a small, quiet voice spoke. "Yes Toby?" I reply, relaxing. "W-why do t-the others h-h-hate me?" my eyes shot open and darted to Toby to see his pale hazel eyes focused on my reaction. "Toby, you shouldn't care what they think of you. If they hurt you anyway, come to me, tell me and they'll regret it." I stated with a stern expression. After those words were spoken,
Toby seemed to relaxed.

<Time skip cuz I fucking can bitch>

Hours passed, Toby and I were in the living room watching the movie Divergent. My phone buzzed a rhythm signaling a call. "Hold on Tob, give me a little bit." I tell him as I stand up walking out of the room. I pull my phone out of my pocket and answer it.

(( hello~ my wolf pack. Sorry this chapter is short but I have a question. Should I do Short and early or long wait and longer? Please comment your answer love yall. Lexi out~))

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