I step outside after watching Jeff groan and sluggishly walk to his bedroom. That's just him acting like normal, he's done it all the time ever since I came here.
"Rake? I'm here! Come and get me!" I yell out into the woods- but I remember a bunch of things. My family, friends, school. My normal life.
So much has changed ever since Toby broke into my house that night. I have to admit, I miss a lot of the past, but I'm glad I stay with Toby. I suddenly remember Mac. His eyes. The jail. I wonder how he's doing.
Then I remembered Ace. The 'bully' that was always attracted to me. He wasn't a murderer like the creepypastas. He wasn't even a bully... He was just trying to protect me and get my attention, and he listens to me when I have conspiracies and stories to tell.
Then we have Mark- my best friend. I can't believe I haven't hung out with him in months. What kind of best friend am I? Why did I leave them in the dust to live with other people.
I have to go back.
I started to walk faster and faster until I was in a sprint. The darkness was playing tricks on my eyes too, shadows walking across the path in the moon light. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me and suddenly saw the lights of houses flickering between the tree branches as I ran up onto a street.
"Mark? Ace? Mac?" I ask and start panting, bending down to breath and take a break. I needed to see people I new in the past. They would keep me sane. I knew I couldn't go to my parents- a certain murderer killed them. I'm still pretty angry at Toby for that. I knew all the creepypastas didn't want me to leave them but I also don't appreciate them killing off the lovely people who raised me.
I looked up and saw the houses, some with lights on- the daring people who stay up at night. I remembered this street though- it was the one Mark lives on. That means Ace and Mac will be there too.
I gulp and walk down the sidewalk, watching bushes and shadows until I was standing under a dim street lamp. A cold breeze brushes by and chills me to the bone, and I shake my head. I must go on.
I stare off and look at another street lamp- which was flickering. It was right across the street from where I was standing but I suddenly saw a tall, black monster with tentacles coming out from its back. I freeze and shake my head, and the monster went away.
"What was that?" I asked myself, but forgot about it immediately when I recognized a house next to the flickering street lamp. "Mark's house!" I whisper in excitement and start to run over to it, almost forgetting to take steps. I smile as I walk onto the driveway and knock on the door.
Hopefully Mark or anyone else was up- but Mark was usually up, playing his scary video games that keep you up all night. The door opened up and welcoming brown eyes looked down at me. "Mark!" I shout and suddenly hug him. "Y-y/n? It's been so long! Where were you?" He looked really sad but happy to see me- he also hugged me back. "I missed you so much Mark!"
I really did. What would you do if you ditched your best friend? You'd probably feel terrible for what you did. In Mark's arms, I felt like I was at home. A happy home with people I had a good childhood with.
"Y/n what've you been doing this whole time? I was so scared you weren't ganna come back again..." He started to trail off looking into space. I frowned, "Mark, I'm really sorry. I wanted to visit you guys and spend more time with you. After all, you are my best friend- you may think like I'm a horrible person though now." Mark and I stop hugging and move over to the couch where Mark resumed his video game and kept talking to me. The night went on with us just talking about some problems we have and the good things in our lives. We both missed each other a lot but we were happy to see each other again.
"Y/n!" We both hear two voices say. I turn around and a huge smile appears on my face.
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Fanfiction[Completed] [Warning: This is a fan fiction.] Drew this cover but looks like trash rip. This is also my first book! (I'm kind of active) See you! This is a really old book and I wrote it when I was a wee lad so it will probably suck but whatever. R...
