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

3 | Introduction

Song: System of A Down | Radio

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This chapter will have some language you might not be comfortable with [T slur [I'm trans so dw 😅😂]]

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-[Y/N] POV-

After that small incident, Leo got in trouble when he came back for giving me his new patient. But the boss was kind enough to let me continue be Tobias' doctor! Great! Even thought i wasn't allowed to see him the first few days after that.

"Excuse me! [Y/N]?"
I heard with a knock from my office door and got up. "Come in." I said as I picked up my clipboard and notepad since I was ready to go see Toby as his official doctor.
Verónica walked in with a container and handed it to me. "Here, I love cooking and it's just me but I sometimes cook a bit too much for myself. I hope you don't mind your food being spicy."

"Aww, thanks Roni! I like spicy. What is it?" I asked as I went and opened it seeing some sort of tacos in green sauce...and sour cream on top?

"My father used to make them for me all the time when I was younger, it's basically chicken tacos in green sauce. I hope you like it...also be careful with Tobias."

"I will... Thanks for the food, I'll eat this after my small meeting with him." With that she smiled and headed off. I like Verónica, she has this mother like figure, I think I heard her once say that she wanted children. She would make a great mother.
I placed the container on my desk and made my way towards his room. Last thing I heard is that they have to keep a nurse to watch over him. He has this nasty habits of biting himself, scratching, or just banging his head on the wall just out of pure boredom, and that's what he told the nurses! I can't wait to get into his head. In a good way of course. Medical reasons. Also for my book.

When I reached his room, there was a nurse entering. She noticed and gave me a smile. "Hello, are you his doctor?" She asked.
"Yes I am, it's [Y/N]."

"Right. You're the new one. Don't mind me, I'll just be changing his bandages." She says as she opens the door and walks in. I follow behind seeing Toby in a straight jacket.

"So...what happened to him?" I asked and looked over at Toby again seeing him getting up on his knees and looking at the nurse. "Karen, can you take this off al-already? I'll stop scratching..." Toby asked giving her a smile as he ticked. He really seemed comfortable with her.

"It's Casey... And you said that the first time and now this is the third time we had to put you in that jacket... Oh, when they brought him in, there was a gash on his left cheek. He forgot how he got it. The real problem is that it was badly infected, so when it heals it will leave a hole there." She says as she goes towards him and reaches for the bandage that was on his cheek. Honestly I never really paid attention to it. I thought it was something like a small scratch, so I was very surprised when I saw the huge gash on his cheek when Casey removed the bandage. I can even see gum and teeth!

"Karen that hurts, my arm hurts. Please take it off??"

"You can't even feel shit Toby. Stop complaining." She sounded like she was done with him, but then smiled. It's like they knew each other pretty well. I'm jealous, I wish he opened up to me like that, I'm supposed to be his doctor.

"You're so mean to me. Letting me suffer like this." Casey just laughed as she cleaned and covered his gash with another bandaid.
"Since your doctor is here, I'll remove it. Let this dry up well, and stop picking the scabs out!" She said as she poked the bandaid and then went on her way to remove the jacket. "Security should be near by if he causes any trouble or begins hurting himself. Take care Rogers." She says as she walked out. I gave him that nickname...ugh, whatever. He shall open up to me!

When the door closed I turned to look at Toby and he was laying on his bed softly yawning. "It's twelve, and you're tired?" I asked.

"It's late..." He quietly said.

"Twelve in the afternoon."

"Ok." He said and turned his back on me. Jesus Christ, he's being dry!!

"So Rogers, I came to check up on how you're doing. You'll be seeing me a few times of the day. I haven't gotten my schedule yet, but it should be out soon. Think of me as your therapist slash psychiatrists." I said and then softly sigh not getting a reaction from him-

・"Oh! I remember y-you now!" He said as he sat up, lightly scratching his head. "Y-You're the tranny that called me crazy and psychotic. " ・ I gave him a small glare when he said that and watched him got up making me take a step back. "L-Let me q-quote what you said "You're crazy. Insane. You're an emotionless psy-psychopath, that's why you killed your fa-father and many other innocent lives."" He said also giving me a glare. Great, I forgot I said all that shit. Well he deserved it for calling me that! Whatever, I won't let him show that it hurts.

"Hey... I'm so sorry. I got angry, I just...wasn't feeling so well that day. I'm actually new, and it was a surprise that I got a patient on the first day. Can we start over? I'll start. Hello, my name is [Y/N], you can call me doctor [L/N] or [Y/N]. I'm your doctor, and I'd like to be your friend as well. My pronouns are they them." I said as I placed my clipboard and notepad down and gave him my hand. I wanted to show that I can be someone he trusts.

He stared at me for a good few seconds and then grabs my hand tightly squeezing it. "My name is Toby Rogers, and I-I kill people th-that pisses me off. So I h-hope we can be good friends as well doc. My pronouns are nor / mal" He says in a VERY mockingly voice. Well, a good start I guess? I just gave him a smile and then tried to pull my hand away as he was squeezing tightly onto it. It was starting to hurt... I looked at his hand and noticed how it had strange scars all over his fingers. I took my other hand and brought it close. They were bite marks, it looked like a few chunks came off as well. This couldn't have happened recently though, they look all healed up, except for a few small marks like scratches. Toby probably noticed and let go of my hand pulling his away. He surprises me with something every time.

"So...let's talk. Get yourself comfortable, I just wanna see how much you can remember about your family and life." I said as I sat down waiting for an answer this time.

"I've said th-this mmmany times before. I don't re-remember....! Well.." He stopped and looks away.

"Well?? What is it?" I asked curiously.

"The nurse...Casey. She reminds me of someone, her blonde hair, her laugh.... I d-don't know who. But we were very clo-close, I remember that, but then some-something hap-happend to heeer annnd...-" His tics and stutters got worse as he kept talking and I went and reached for his hand. Was he talking about his sister??

"Did the name happened to be Lyra...?" I asked softly seeing his reaction completely change. Like if something ticked inside of him.

"Y-Yes... But Lyra died! Sh-She's gone!" He yelled as he held his head ticking uncontrollably. Shit, maybe I triggered something?? Or... Maybe he's remembering. I need this to continue.

"Toby, calm down! Yes, she's gone, she's your dear sister, she died in a car crash-"

"NO! She didn't! H-He killed h-her! He caused the car crash!" He sounded angry, who caused it? Was he talking about this Slenderman?

"Toby, who killed her? It was just you and your family in the car crash, it was all an accident. Who could've caused the crash?"

"The....The Slenderman... He wanted her to die." He mumbled as his voice trembled. He sat down and covered his face as he began to cry.

"Toby..." I said as I got up to try and comfort him. I placed my hands on his shoulder and softly rubbed them, he sounded really convincing for the Slenderman thing. "He's a figment of your imagination, you didn't want to believe that she was the only one that didn't survived, so you made him up, So you can have something to put the blame on."

"Shut up! I was there! I know it was him... He follows me everywhere.... I remember that asshole ruining everything!"

"Toby, you remember what happened now before the fire?" I asked quietly.

"I...I do." He says as he removes his hands and looks at me.