Trust Me [Ticci Toby x Clockwork]

CHAPTER EIGHT: Betrayal

(My birthday's on December 20 :D So I'll be updating a lot for now on. So think of this as a Birthday Special. :3 )

Jeff led us to a different, bigger, town. My twitching uncontrollably continued, one twitch after another then a few cracks. Oddly, that Jeff guy has not a layer on my trust, yet he is our only hope to freedom out of this... this place.

Clocky rambled on to Jeff about stuff, boring really. I decided to just silently follow the two through the new surroundings. Now, my eyes were much distracted here- there were MONSTERS everywhere! And the place just looked like any other town- but this town was just murderers! Monsters..!

Awwwwwweeeessooommmeeeee!

Then my stomached peeked hunger, okay maybe not 'peeked' but- "GGRRROOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!"

The two in front just turned and stared at me as if saying: What. The. Fuck. But Clocky burst out laughing, "Toby's hungry, ain't he?" She teased me

"A-A-Am not!" I fought back.

"Your face is red." She giggled some more.

"N-No! I-I-I just... Blush easily.!"

"Wow, best excuse ever." Jeff joined in with a cackle of his own.

"Your horrible dude, anyways lets get Tobe's something to eat before we're dinner." She turned away to peer at all the shops.

"Yay!" I jumped up- then froze. "Hey! I'm-I'm not gonna eat you! Much less him, eww..." I shivered.

We spied at all the stores and such then came upon a cute-ish, small, cheap, restaurant. "Here!" Clockwork rushed in like a bullet. "How much do you have Jeffery??

"Don't call me that and... Enough." He replied.

"Enough doesn't help me."

"Deal with it, depends what we're getting."

She leaned on the counter looking at her choices. The cashier guy stared at her, his face turning red and more red by the second. Jeff just looked at the menu over her shoulder and I couldn't make out anything between them.

"U-Umm, ma-ma-ma-may I take your orders..?" The guy gulped.

"Uh," Clock' finished up her decisions, her hair had fallen over her shoulders in beautiful auburn curls and her eye gleamed green as her clock ticked, intimidatingly. He stiffened even more. "I want..." After that I couldn't here her.

"Hey don't I get anything?"

"Your getting what I'm getting."

"Hey! Your the one who got us into this mess"!

"And your the one who brought me to the mansion- and I'm the one with the money." Instantly she whipped Jeff's wallet into her hand (Somehow) and before he could even protest she already had paid.

"That was rude." Jeff's first comment.

"I live like that, you should know that by now." She said while we sat down. Soon enough the food came. "What did you get anyways?" I asked.

"Waffles, lemonade for me, soda for you guys, and Jeff got a sandwich." The food was placed in front of us. Instantly Jeff chowed down. "I don't want it..." I pouted, but took the soda.

"We could let you starve you know, plus this is too much for me so eat!" She impaled the plush waffle piece with her fork and pressed it at my mouth. "Eat." She demanded.

"No!! I shook my head but not opening my mouth. She tried many times before she took her hand and pressed somewhere on my face where my mouth suddenly just flew open and shoved it in. "Your boss would kill me if you starved to death." She stared me to nearly death as I chewed.

Hey... This is actually really good.!

I started munching ravenously on it, she laughed. "And you doubted me!" But I didn't stop, I even stole some of hers, she didn't mind.

When we were stuffed we left, but I glared the cashier guy to death and gave him the "I'm watching you!" sign. Jeff did the same, but teasingly stuck his tongue at him. Clock didn't notice. Maybe Jeff wasn't so bad.

We crissed, and crossed, but we ended up nowhere. Jeff was leading at this point. "Hey Jeffy, where are we going?" She asked, tired. Clock had been leaning on me for some time now. I heard the male's raspy sigh. "Sorry Clock'." He apologized for some reason before he tackled her to the ground. Pulling some short type of rope around her hands.

I knew he was bad news!

Instinctively, I tackled him off but he sent his knife into my shoulder. The gush of a warm fluid stained my clothes as I sent my hatchet into his side to stain his own. Clock rushed out of her daze and struggled to free her hands from the strange rope. "Jeff!" She was shocked.

I forcefully knocked his head against the roughly made ground until he was knocked out. My arm slowed me down, the cut was deeper then what I imagined. "T-Toby!" She called me over and I untied her, she instantly brought her hands to my shoulder. "Are you alright?"

"Doesn't hurt." I flatly stated.

"Because your weird, c'mon we have to get out of here!" She hissed and got up.

We ran for a long time until we came upon a suburb looking place with just a few shops scattered about. Clouds dropped their tears fast and hard on us, so we took shelter under a billboard or something of the sort. It was dark so I couldn't see well. She stole something from a salesman and was messing with my wound, not that I cared.

"Hold still," She growled and I did. She poured something sweet smelling onto my wound and after a while it felt fresh. Clock was sucking on whatever she poured onto my wound, which turned out to be a lemon and she soon smelled as sweet as it. She was upset, furious. Her expression had no color.

"Wh-" I embraced her before she could say anything.

"Betrayal i-is expected.."

She fell silent and we slept with each others warm embraces.