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toga 💀 psychotic

HUGE TRIGGER WARNING: blood, selfharm, murder, a hint towards rape.

I was in a real dark place when writing this so it's super damn dark but I could see Toga as this etc so please be warned and if any of this does trigger you I beg of you not to read it.
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"I met Toga  a while ago, I met her through my sister, she was confident and kindhearted to me and my family so I felt instantly attracted, she had blonde hair that fell over her slim shoulders and bangs nearly covering her yellow eyes. Shes the type of girl who is known for beauty when in reality her inner demons destroyed her already. She had these cute little fangs that glimmered whenever she smiled at me, her tongue would go in between her teeth when she would laugh at my not so funny jokes. I believed I needed her in my life so I asked her out, that's when it started going downhill, on our first date she talked about her dream wedding and I hesitantly told her mine too, she yelled at the waitress for asking my name as well, she was easily jealous as I could see. I would talk to my sister about her but she would defend the insane girl. I called to tell Toga we couldn't work but that made her scream, she hung up and I just ignored it." I sighed and continued talking.

"Until I found dead animals in my front yard, words written in blood on my front door. That's when I called you." I looked up at the police officer in front of me, he was writing my every detail down as I was playing with my fingers.

"Is that all (y/n) ?" He said, I looked up nervously and nodded my head, I looked up to the clock on the wall to see its nearly dinner time, 7pm.

"I need to go, thank you for your time." I said as I was beginning to stand.

"I just wanted to let you know before you leave that Toga Himiko has been reported missing, have you heard anything about this?" I had my back to him now, I turned my head and smiled innocently, I tried to hide my happiness behind my teeth.

"No sir." I spoke as I walked out, I went quickly to my car and started driving home, it was a short drive but it felt like ages. I missed my humble wife, we were planning to have a child and I couldn't wait any longer.

As I got home and entered my house I turned on all the lights, I walked into the kitchen and screamed when I saw my wife lying on the floor dead.

"Alex!" I screamed as I ran to her body, I heard laughter from the bedroom which made my blood turn cold, I head the piter patter of bare feet running through the halls, as they entered the kitchen behind me I saw Toga.

"Hi baby!" She yelled as she ran up and hugged me, I pushed her off of me causing her to fall hard against the floor.

"What did you do!?" I screamed at her, she went to her knees and innocently looked up at me, her hands holding the knife tightly between her small hands that laid on her lap.

"She was ruining our family!" She said like her words made sense, I put my hand in my pocket for my phone and grabbed it, as I was about to dial 911 I heard her crying, I turned to see the knife to her throat.

"What would they think if they see two girls dead in your kitchen?" She said with a smile, the tears made her eyes glimmer. I dropped my phone and just stood there, terrified. She giggled, jumped up and grabbed my hand so I could follow her to my bedroom, as I walked in I saw blood covering the cream walls, she lifted her sleeves and started cutting her arms again. She put her finger in her blood and started drawing scribbles on the wall.

"What is this?" I asked, I tried not to show the fear in my voice but I don't think it was working that well. She smiled up at me, like she was proud of her artwork.

"Well this was our wedding, and this is when we first moved in!" Her smile was a bit too wide, a bit to cheerful considering the blood splattered amongst the walls, she kept explaining her 'artworks' to me but all I saw were the bloody lines colliding with each other, dripping with confusion.

"You can't do this!" She screamed, I looked at her confused and walked away from her, she knelt down on the floor.

"I cant do what?" I asked, I realised I was sitting in a chair, I looked to the sound of whimpering and saw her in a cage, her clothes torn, her arms scratched deeply from the glass she was lying on.

"You're psychotic!" She screamed, I looked down to see a man next to me, a handsome man. A man who enraged me because he made her happy.

"You're the one who's psychotic! Killing my wife, Alex! Just because you were jealous!" I screamed as I jumped up, she hid her head in her hands and started sobbing.

"For the last time, Alex is my husband!" She said with a shrill voice, I chuckled and threw the knife into his back, the memories of me slowly killing him, his painful screams sounded like music to my haunted ears, I look to the blood on the walls and down to my painful wrists.

"So, it was me." I said shrugging, she hit her hand against the bars of her cage making me chuckle.

"Now, let's make that baby we were talking about."