Missing

(9) A Nightmare

Okay, so the song I put up there reminds me of Masky and Toby's relationship in this story. Is that weird?

Oh, and WARNING; Subjects of suicide are in this chapter. If you don't want to read then just don't read the part where I put three dots in a row. 

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Tim

It took us about forty-five minutes or so get back to the car, Emily still on my back in a deep, and much-deserved, sleep. I gently placed the female in the car, being careful to not wake her up. Upon finishing this task I closed the door and turned to Toby and Brian. 

"Okay Hoodie, I need you to stay here with Emy. Protect her with your life. Got it?" I asked, and in return, Brian nodded. "We'll be back by next afternoon...I hope," I muttered the last part. I swiftly shook my head and turned to only look at Toby. 

"Okay, Kid, this is your first mission. Remember, don't hesitate to kill these people. You saw what they did to Emy's family, they'll do that to you," I explained, making sure Toby fully understood the consequences of hesitation. 

"I-I understand," Toby nodded as he pulled his mouthguard up to his mouth, and his goggles over his eyes. I felt slightly saddened he was covering his face, but what could I do? All I wanted to do was look into his coffee-coloured eyes, though, unlike coffee, his eyes always seemed to be missing something. I wasn't sure how to explain it, they were just longing for something. And, most of the time, his eyes looked scared.

"Good," I then faced the woods and sighed. "Just stay in the car Hoodie," Not looking back I headed towards the woods. The once brilliant, and bright sun was now setting. Yellow, orange and red colours dancing across the sky. Damn, now all I want to do is sit down and watch the sunset with Toby in my arms. His head pushing onto my chest as he slowly drifts off to sleep. 

"S-So," Toby stuttered interrupting my fantasy, "W-Who is this E-Emily girl?" He asked, catching me off guard. "Y-You two s-seem rather f-friendly," Toby added, with a hint of jealousy? Tugging at his voice.  

"Oh, Emy? I just know her from one of my missions," I laughed nervously as I ran my hand through my brown locks of hair. "We became kind of close, mostly because she had nightmares at night," I explained as we walked in the slowly darkening woods. 

"I-I see," He stuttered looking down, a clear frown coming across his face. 'I-Is he jealous of Emy?' 

Toby

Damnit! Why does my heart hurt!? Masky just said he was close to this girl, whatever...I-It's not like their dating or anything...Right? Even if they were why should I care? I and Masky barely know each other. He can date whoever he wants...If he wants to date this Emily girl he can...Though, I do wonder...Does he like guys? I couldn't help but ponder this question. Actually, I couldn't help but ask the question about myself. Do I like guys? 

"You good Tobes? You seem pretty quiet over there," Masky asked with a nervous laugh. "What you thinking about?" Once he asked that I felt my face warm-up, though I wasn't sure why. 

"I-I was, umm, h-haha," I started to stumble over my own words. My voice going from my normally smooth tone to a higher one. 

"Hey," Masky said stopping me. " You know you can tell me anything," He gave me a reassuring smile, or at least I think? His mask lifted a bit so I take it he was smiling. 

"I-It's just...I was t-thinking about y-" I stopped myself. Maybe I shouldn't say I was thinking about his sexuality. "-about m-my sexuality..." I let my voice trail off.