Tobys pov
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I was sitting on my bed cleaning and sharpening and cleaning my hatchets when I hear strange noises coming form masky and hoodies room, I walk over to their room and put my ear against the door and listen, that's when I realise that those are Maskys groans, the sounds that only I can listen too, I than realise that hoodie is in there as well, I stand there for a second before realising what's happening, my eyes start watering with hurt and anger, I though he loved me?, I slowly open the door and immediately see masky ontop of hoodie, "WHAT THE FUCK TIM?!", I yell out, tim immediately covers himself and hoodie, "Seriously you don't even come to room and say hi?, instead you come here straight away and hook up with him!?, Seriously tim ,I'm here for you to use for your own pleasure, did our relationship mean nothing?", before waiting for him to respond I walk out of the room, "oh and masky, we're done", with that I walk out the door and close it.
I immediately walk back to my room deep in thought, should I have really broke up with him before giving him a chance to explain?, no who knows how long this has been going on for...my mind immediately fills to the brim with doubt, what if this was all fake, what if everyone else knew that tim was having an affair with hoodie, did he even love me in the first place?, of course he didn't, why would he, I mean my tics are fucking annoying and not to mention the fact that I'm always so hyper, but I can't help it, if only c.i.p.a was emotional numbness as well...
Maskys pov
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Fuck, what do I do now?, Toby just walked in on me and Brian fucking, I should have known better, especially with his past with his abusive ex boyfriend... Shit I don't even feel anything for Brian except brotherly feelings, oh god just thinking about what happens makes me sick.
Tobys pov
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Lying on my bed I start to remember my ex boyfriend, slowly I start having flashback of the abuse.
"he, come on get up you fucking ticking freak, you're lucky I'm with you, it's not like anyone else will love you"
"come on you can do better than that, what do you expect to do with your life if you can't even do basic self defense"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DO WHAT I SAY, YOU'RE FUCKING NOTHING WITHOUT ME YOU FUCKING PEICE OF SCUM!".
Twisting in my sleep, the nightmares keep getting worse and worse until it gets to the point where he almost killed me when I walked in on him cheating.
Sitting up quickly I slide off of my bed and go to my bathroom, opening the top drawer I take out my razor blade, "I shouldn't", "no fuck it it'll make me feel better, like it used too", rolling my sleeve up I glide the blade across my skin, leaving multiple deep cuts I take out some bandages and wrap them around my arm, rolling my sleeve back down and try and go back to sleep.
