Ticci Toby's unknown childhood friend.(Finished For Now)

My Time Behind Bars ends in me becoming a creepypasta part one

Hello my little pup's you liking the story so far? sorry I'm moving these first few chapters so fasted I want to get to the good stuff, so ya. Sorry for also not working on my other story's I'm putting them on hold tell I get to a part in this story. so please be patient, I'm also going through a writers block, I don't know what to do, (if you haven't read my other story's and do not wish to then just don't bother with the last things) So any ways here's a chapter but please pay attention important thing's happen here. It's just been 4 years and Emily's hatred and sadness had been building up. What will make her finally snap? read and see- 

On To The Story ~>

~four years time skip from where we left off(don't hate)~

In my time in there Juvenal detention center, I stayed away from people as much as I could. I never spoke when ever I could and I never showed emotion. A few girls there try to hurt me but it didn't matter because the image of Toby on the floor, hurt more then any thing they could do. But one day I was watching the news and Toby's last name was said. I turned the TV volume up.

It was about a car accident. A girl and a boy where in the Car, the girl had died and the boy was injured. But the worst part was that that boy was non-other then Toby. My imagination got the best of me. My mind was making tons of horrifying images it was all my fault again. I couldn't protected him, I wasn't there for him. I could feel tear going down my face. The warden who had always been nice to me, must have seen me crying and got worried. She looked at the TV that had Toby and his sisters picture, and the warden understood. She walked up from behind me and put a comforting hand on my shoulder 

"Miss Jackson are you OK" the warden asked nicely

"my dear friend... its all my fault" I muttered threw the tears

"what" she asked

my tears where flowing now "Its my fault he got hurt, I wasn't there to protected him"

"come with me" she said looking puzzled

I was too shocked to deny so I did as she asked. We walked to her office with out a word, and as soon as the door closed and we began to talk

"whats wrong, you've been here for almost four years, your time here is almost up and not once did I ever see you show emotion? How did that news inflicted something no one ever could"

I was quiet for a very long time tell I said "that boy on the news, he was my best Friend before I was sent here"

"what happened to him?"

 "his sister and him had gotten in an accident"

"did he die?"

"no but he got hurt, because I wasn't there to protect him, and because of my slothfulness he had to go through life thinking he didn't have a friend in the world"

"how did you know he didn't have any Friends over the time you'e been here, plus he has you?"

"I was friends with his mother, she's been writing me and letting me know how his memory's been going, and no, me doesn't because off me he got hurt and got amnesia, forgetting that he and I where ever friends that event also landed me here because I lost control of my anger"

"I'm sorry for asking you so many questions, but don't worry life is full of pain but we all get through it and I'm share he will to and don't worry I'm sure someday you'll see him again and when he does he might remember you"

"thanks for the comfort"

"your welcome. Now hurry on back to your room its almost that time anyway"

With that I left her officer but steal felt worthless, I knew that it was my fault that he was being hurt, because I wasn't there to help pick him back up. 

The next day I got something I never though I would, I got a call form Toby's mom.

She had started with asking how I was, and how existed that I would only be in this place for three more months, but I couldn't hold it back and told her that I was sorry for her loss. She was quiet for a will then asked me if I had watch the news, I said yes. She then started to rush her words, thing about Toby and how he was and that he was okay and not that badly hurt , and for me not to worry etc, etc. But it sounded more like she was try to convince me and her self. So I just let her talk.

I loved Toby's mom she was more of a mom to me then my real mom. She was a really nice lady, it was too bad her husband was an alcoholic, he didn't deserve her. I really didn't like him. when ever I was at there house he was always mean to Toby. I wish Toby's dad could just go away to the bar one day and never return, then Toby and his family could live happily.

As soon as I noticed that she had stopped talking.

"Are you OK?" I asked worried

"y-y-yes" she stuttered

"whats wrong?" I asked.

I know she wasn't OK, she only stuttered when she was sad or scared

"i-i-it's just I can't believe my little girl is gone, my son is sad and he has no memory of his best friend and I can't do any thing to help him with out giving him pain" she said sadly

she was write the reason I never talked on the phone with Toby was because if he hears my voice or saw my face, it could trigger one of his memories of me coaxing his mind to go under strain, and his mind was the only place we knew of that he could feel pain.

I wanted to give Toby's mom a hug. She sounded so sad.

"hay it will be okay just think I'll be out of here soon and maybe if where careful we could help he remember with our making him feel pain" I said tying to comfort her.

But before she could say anything there was a sound of a door closing and foot steps

"Mom?" said a voice.

I knew that voice, it was Toby's

"Sorry Em I got to go bye-" and with that she hung up the phone. 

I was left there standing next to the phone with a pleasant smile on my face.

"Toby" I whispered to my self "thank goodness your okay"

With that I hung up the phone and went for a walk around the physicality with a kind smile on my face. A lot of the teens that have been there for a long time looked at me in stunned ,aw, for almost four years of me being there, no matter what happened, if I was in a fight or being teased or picked on I would not show any form of emotion so much so that people started to call me "The Phantom" because if i didn't want people to see me they never did, and with me being so emotionless it was like I was a ghost. 

Other then my looks there was nothing any one knew about me that made me stand out. But not today.

Today for the first time in years I was smiling and I had a look of kindness shining in my eyes as all the good memories of me and Toby replayed them selves in my mind. Like the time his mom took us out for ice cream and he ended up sneaking away and we found him in front of a bakery where they had cheese cake on display or the time we where hanging out at the park and I saw a spider and freaked out and ran and climbed up a tree and refused to get down until Toby promised that the spider was gone and he was laughing so hard at my reaction to such a small insect that he was hugging his sides and was on the floor, will I yelled at him that it wasn't funny and that he to stop laughing.

For the rest of the week the atmosphere was strangely pleasant around the juvenile detention hall. There where no fights, no arguments, not any thing to do with negativity ever since every one saw or here of the emotionless Phantom having a kind smile and a caring look in her eyes. All the guards that worked there had no idea why everything was so peaceful and every one hopes it would stay that way.

But what they didn't know was that these next few days was going to be there last. 
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Yes I finished this chapter Finally its only part one I'll work on part two soon. Sorry if it's not long enough I was running out of ideas for this chapter. So sorry for taking so long but I did it I hope you like it sorry for any mistakes I'll fix them when I see them. We see you next time my little pups don't for get to vote/comment and your not a pup fallow me and join the fun.