I'm In Love With A Killer | Ticci Toby x Enby Reader

1 | Fresh Blood

Song | System of A Down - Toxicity

[Y/N] POV

Alright! First day, how hard can that be? Working in an asylum...that's well known for holding killers. I thought it sounded cool at the time, but when I got here, I just hear screams and crying...some of the security had fresh cuts or stitches from the patients.
I mean, yes there are other places I could apply to but you don't get an opportunity like this everyday. Also this place will give me great ideas to write a book one day! I love doing what I learned and not many get accepted in this place. It's not everyday that someone like me works in a place like this.

"Excuse me...Mr- Ms...I'm sorry...what is it again?" I turned seeing one of the doctors. Well, not a doctor, more like a nurse. So far she seems like a very sweet person. Her name is Verónica, she has long dark brown hair that reaches towards her waist, her eyes are a pretty color of  a light amber. She's actually really pretty.
"It's fine just call me by my last or first name...Ms.Hernandez?" I asked as I saw her name tag hoping I pronounced it right.

"Yes, that or Verónica, I'm fine with any... again I'm sorry [Y/N]." She apologized. She had a worried expression on, like if she did something bad. It's not the first time someone had assumed my gender or well pronouns and felt really guilty about it after. I shouldn't be use to this. "Some new patients are just being brought here right now, we are asking for some of you to please return to your office... " She said and then leaned a bit closer to me. I lightly blushed by how close she was and just stared at her. "I was reading the files on them and one of them just got out of court marked as insane...he's killed many." She whispered and then backed away. "I'm not suppose to tell newbies, but I feel like you'd feel safer knowing... Anyways, I'll be heading towards the entrance to help some of the doctors."

Yeah. I totally feel more safe now knowing one of them is an insane killer....I wonder how many they have killed. Wait. This could be it. I can start my book now, first day of the job and there's already a killer.
"Hey, can I join?" I asked. Verónica hesitated a bit to answer but then nodded. She looked scared, I wonder how she manages to work here.
I start following Verónica already seeing some other doctors and security guards heading towards the entrance as well. "V, how many patients do they usually bring?" I asked hoping she doesn't mind the nickname.

"Excuse me?" She asked a bit confused but then lightly smiled. "Well, it depends on how much space we have here...some of them are sentenced to death, and only a few get sent back to prison or with their family...just a few...."

That didn't gave me my answer... "Ok, how much is a few?" I asked now confused on how this place worked.

"Every year... Maybe about two or three... It's usually someone bailing them out. It's very expensive. I'm sure it's now obvious that we aren't like other places, I've been working here for almost three years now and I've gotten used to some of the stuff that had happened here."

Then that's when the idea popped in my head. I know it's my first day, and my chances are very low but why the heck not, I'll gladly volunteer to treat the killer. "Do you have any information on the killer? Like name or their symptoms? I'm interested in treating them." I said giving her a smile. She gave me a look like if I was crazy and softly laughs.

"You remind me of myself a bit. I thought I could impress everyone if I managed to change someone...my dad raised me to give everyone a chance, and to try and understand everyone.... It went horrible."

"What happened....?" I asked seeing how her expression changed to a more sad look.

"It just didn't went like how I expected it to happen..." She said and then looks at her clipboard removing a few sheets of papers handing them to me. "These are the copy on the information on the killer. I don't think they'll let you watch over him, but you can still read through them if you want." She says as we both stopped near the entrance.
I took a look through the killers file. He's a twenty three year old male, he's diagnosed with tourette syndrome, C.I.P.A., PTSD, bipolar disorder, insomnia, Schizophrenia, amnesia. He killed his father at age seventeen, and set his whole neighborhood on fire to escape the police. After that he went on a killing spree for six years. During court he claimed that a creature named the Slenderman made him do everything. That he was his slave.

"Hey, [Y/N]. They're coming in." I jumped a bit hearing Verónica. I guessed I got zoned out from reading all of that... Now I'm really interested in this...wait, what's his name? I looked back down at the papers. Name: Tobias Eren Rogers.
There wasn't a picture. Only a description. Brunette, pale to almost grayish skin, hazel eyes, five foot nine.
I looked up seeing the patients being brought in one by one. My eyes quickly met with his as soon as he walked in.
He looked dead, his skin, his eyes, his face and expression...he had no expression. Just blank. I could hear small ticks coming from him.
I gave him a smile.

I can fix you.