Needus Deletus Lmao (Ticcimask)

Chapter 19

Toby's POV

I fucked up.

I fucked up bad.

I sigh. "Okay, j-just calm down T-Toby... Maybe you can a-apologize? No. That's a s-stupid idea. UGH!! I'm such a fucking dumbass!!!" I yell. I sigh. I stand up and exit my room and go downstairs.

"Have a-any of you s-seen Masky?" I ask. Jane points to the door.

"He left just a minute ago." She says.

"Thank you." I say quickly, leaving the mansion. I look around.

"Masky?" I call. Nothing.

Shit.

"Masky!" I call once more, louder this time.

Still nothing.

I hear a stick or twig snap in the distance. I follow where I heard the sound. I see a flash of a yellow jacket.

Masky. I follow. He walked with his head down and hands shoved into his pockets. I felt guilt start eating at me quicker. I walk forward, though step on a fallen twig. Masky's head snaps up, and I hide just in time as he looks over.

"W-Who's there?" His voice cracked. I think my heart did the same.

"S-Show yours-self coward!" He hisses. I look at Masky. His hair was ruffled, sticking up everywhere. He didn't have his mask on, so I could see how broken he looked. I slowly step out from behind the tree. Masky narrows his eyes.

"What?" He snaps. I suddenly felt as if this were a bad idea.

"I- uh... I-I-.." I couldn't speak correctly. It was if my mouth had disconnected from my brain. I shut up, looking at the ground.

"I'm s-sorry..."

Silence.

Then a scoff. "Right." He says. I look away.

I swear to god, if this douchebag doesn't accept the apology, we're gonna make you at least slap him.

Shut up.

Whatever.

"After all," Masky says, making me look up. "Aren't I just a filthy traitor?"

(My heart aches as I write this. ;-;)

"Masky- I-I didn't mean it-"

"Whatever. Yknow what Toby? Maybe if I'm just a traitor I should leave. Leave everything. Leave the mansion. Leave you." I stop moving. It felt as if my heart had broken into tiny shards, never to be fixed once more. Masky glares at me. My breathing was quiet and shaky as I shook, staring at Masky with pleading eyes.

"I'm sorry.." I whisper. He only scoffs again, turning and walking off. I drop to my knees after I can't see Masky. I sob.

"No, no, n-no, I'm sorry please... D-Don't leave me.. No... Need y-you.." I cry. I grip my hair, sobbing more. For once the voices were silent..

"N-N-Need you... Don't go.. Please.. S-Sorry.." I whimper. Masky was gone.. Masky was gone and it was all my god damn fucking fault!

"Please..." I whisper. "Don't l-leave me... I need you... You're t-the only one who k-keeps me sane in t-this hell of a world.." My breathing eventually calms down and my crying stops. I wipe my eyes with my hoodie sleeve. I stand. I grit my teeth. I start walking back to the mansion.

Maybe if I'm lucky, something can kill me while I walk.

Later

I sat in my bathroom with my knife. I was just... So.. Hurt, and... Broken..

I glance down at the knife. I grip it tightly. I started cutting in different places other than my arm. I stare at the wounds. I had a few cuts on places like my shoulder, chest, hell even a few on my stomach. Blood oozed and dripped from the self inflicted wounds. I cut for the last time on a final place.

It was my throat.

Blood dripped. It slid down the exposed skin of my throat. I drop the knife in the sink. I stumble back, hitting the wall behind me. My vision blurred. I then pass out, falling to the floor.

Maybe.. Just maybe.. These will be my last seconds to live before I go to heaven. Or hell... Whichever one works. I heard rapid knocks on the bathroom door, but they were distant to me.

Finally, I let go of the little sanity I had left.

The little sanity Masky had gave me.

Clockwork's POV

SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!

"Toby? TOBY!" I bang on the bathroom door to his room. I wanted to apologize for everything I've done.

But he wouldn't answer the door and I was starting to get worried. I would just open the door, but its locked.

"Ugh fuck it." I mutter. I step back a bit before kicking the door open.

(FBI OPEN UP-)

What I saw horrified me.

Toby was on the ground, motionless and bleeding out.

"TOBY!!!" I scream. I run over to him. I check for a pulse.

Still there.

"Oh thank god. EJ!!!!!!!!!!" I scream. He quickly comes running up the stairs and into Toby's room.

"What? Whats wrong?!" He asks.

"Toby needs help. NOW!" EJ nods. He quickly comes in and picks Toby up. Toby twitched faintly. EJ leaves the room, Toby in arms.

"Oh, Toby.." I mutter. "What have you done?"

Later.

Toby's POV

I slowly wake up. My eyes flutter open. I sit up.

"Son of a b-bitch." I hiss under my breath. I grit my teeth. I stand up, exiting the room. EJ sees me and was about to say something but I shove past him. He looks at me, worried. I trudge downstairs.

Attempt one of suicide: Cutting.
Fail.

I walk through the woods. I find a small clearing in the woods. I sit on the soft grass, playing around with my hatchet. I hear something snap in the distance. I don't do anything. Suddenly I'm pinned to the ground by none other than Rake.

"Hey Rakey-boy." I say in a monotone voice. He hisses.

"Go ahead, kill me. N-Not like I have anything t-to live for anyway." Rake tilts his head, almost as if he were.. Confused? Eh. Whatever. Rake gets off me suddenly. I look behind me. Masky stood there with a gun in hand.

"Hehe.. Protecting your boyfriend, now, are we?"

"He's not my boyfriend. At least, not anymore." Rake grins. My heart shattered. I grit my teeth. I sit up.

"Let h-him kill me. Not like I have a-anything to live for anyways. Thanks t-to you." I hiss. Masky was shocked. I pick up my hatchet that had left my hand when Rake pinned me to the ground. I attach it to my belt. Rake grins more before scurrying off, leaving Masky and I. Masky opens his mouth.

"Don't." I snap. I turn to him. I glare, walking up to him.

"T-Toby?"

"Do you k-know how much you h-hurt me?" Masky's eyes widen behind his mask.

"You filled m-me with pain, leaving me t-to somehow deal and cope with a-all the hurt. For once, I actually thought I-I was loved. But I was wrong. L-Like each and. Every. S-Single. Time." I hiss.

"Toby, I-"

"No. No Timothy. Don't. B-Because I know you'll just e-end up hurting me again." I shove past Masky. He stumbles back. I storm off. After a few minutes I see a lake.

...

Attempt two of suicide: drowning...

Hehehe.
I love leaving these on cliffhangers.

BYEEEE.~