A killer's wish (Yandere Ticci Toby x reader)

____Chapter Twenty____

Happiness really wasn't written in the stars for Toby now, was it? Everything he had worked so hard for was now ruined, it was all being thrown out the window. The feeling of you trembling in his arms made Toby outraged. He wasn't going to lose you, not now, not ever. And why are they so hellbent on taking you away from him? Can't they see he's better this way? Well, one things for sure, those selfish assholes aren't going to win, he's going to have you until death do you part. Ha! Even death couldn't take you away, he'd crawl right back from Hell and take you with him.

Toby instantly shook his thoughts away. Now wasn't the time to get distracted.

Toby took you by the shoulders and gave you intense eye contact, you looked so horrified. You were even zoned out from reality, your breathing quick and frantic. Toby lightly shook you to keep you from staying spaced out. You had been so brave throughout this whole trip, he didn't need you becoming soft right now.

"(Y/n), listen to me." He sternly said, catching your attention. "We can't afford to get caught right now. I need you to get in that car and drive as far away as possible, okay?." He demanded in an aggressive tone.

You were shocked, "B-But Toby! I can't go alone! What about all those other times? I can't do this without you! I—" you were interrupted with a hug. You couldn't understand, why wasn't he running with you? Toby pulled away gong you you a tender smile, he softly cupped your cheek with his right hand. "It's okay (Y/n), I'll find you later. Im not sure which killer is here so I really need you to go. I don't want to lose you so please, be safe.."

He pulled you into a kiss, it was sweet and comforting but the warmth in your stomach was gone as soon as it had came. You gave him one last tight hug "Please, don't keep me waiting.." and with that you ran out the front door. Once you set foot outside the house, you felt your anxiety rise up in your chest.

Frantically, you made your way to the car shakily unlocking the car door with your noisy keys. This was horrifying, which killer had found them? How many of them were there this time!? Can Toby really reason with them? Oh god, oh god, you needed to vomit. Ugh! There's no time for that! You needed to leave and you defiantly needed to find safety! You sat down on the driver's seat punching the key in. You tried to start up the car but it wouldn't start! Why wasn't it starting?? You yelled in frustration harshly hitting your palms on the wheel.

You continued trying to turn the car on until the sound of the engine roared. A big smile of relief made it's way to your face. Yes! You quickly put on your seat belt, you went to go adjust your mirror but froze. A familiar white masked figure sat in the back, just staring at you. Before you could properly reach for the doors handle and make an escape a rope instantly wrapped around your neck. You choked and gagged the brown rope burning into your skin, you scratched and against the rope.

You can't breath, it hurt, it was scary. Tears welled up in your eyes. You couldn't think straight, the killer was breathing harshly against your ear. You tried to get the rope off you neck but the masked figure pulled the rope against your neck tighter and tighter. You could feel the blood swell in your head. The man behind the mask felt a sick sense of joy watching you struggle for your life, you could feel his rush of excitement radiate from behind you. You tried yelling for Toby but only small whimpers came out. Your hands desperately searched around the consul of the car for something, anything! But to your luck nothing was found. We're had all that dumb luck gone? Where!?

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This was single handedly going to be the worst day of Toby's life. He stood still in the house's hallway listening for the stalker in the house. He had been frozen in place quietly listening for any movement. But panic had suddenly arose when he heard the car honk a few times. Toby gasped realizing (Y/n) could be calling for help. He ran to the open door ready to go and rescue you.