☆ It was...horrific. Blood drenched his palms, the sleeves of his jacket, his face...especially on the blades of his hatchets. My heart stopped as I looked at him carefully step towards me, as if I were prey. Toby's brown eyes got even darker as his grip loosened from the hatchet in the boy's back. Did I ever mention that I find blood on men extremely attractive? AC: shatteredankles TW: There are topics of abuse in this story, so please read cautiously ☆

Unfortunately Tobias Rogers needs help, and your the only one who can help him. But that doesn't mean either of you will enjoy your time spent together. Will you be able to get over your dislike and realize your true feelings? Ticci Toby X Reader