Info:
-you and Toby are 17 years old
-Toby may be OOC
-you are in 12th grade as a Senior
-you are a bit shy
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WARNING: sensitive topics ahead! Murder talk, blood, etc.
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Your POV
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Go for a walk, she said.

It will be good for you, she said.

Just kidding.

Did I fool you?

I wasn't forced to come on this little walking expedition. (Anyone else think of Attack on Titan here?)

I came on my own accord.

This has become a daily thing.

It's actually quite relaxing, and makes me more aware of my surroundings since I have to be careful at night. You never know what could happen out here after dark.

I forgot to bring my pepper spray tonight, unfortunately, so I will have to rely on my (nonexistent) brute strength to protect me.

My parents are fine with me going for a walk at night, as long as I carry my pepper spray with me to make sure I'll be protected; even if the slightest bit.

My nerves start to grow as it becomes darker, the full moon shining brightly due to the reflection of the sun's rays.

The moons glow shimmers down on the world beautifully, giving the world a mystical feeling.

Sure, it's a little creepy to be out at night, but you cannot deny that it's always beautiful.

Okay, you could, but whatever.

As I'm walking farther and farther from my home, the clock striking midnight, I decide that I shouldn't go much longer.

I pause and stare up at the moon, taking in its beauty.

What would it be like to be in space? On the moon?

To be honest, I'd rather not find out.

Just seeing pictures of space can freak me out. Seeing the never ending darkness and planets and stars gives me the creeps.

(That is actually true for me irl. Outer space scares the heck out of me.)

I shake my head and look back down to ground level, continuing my walk and not realizing that someone is right in front of me..

We collide and I fall to the ground as the other person stumbles. I wince lightly and get onto my knees, apologizing at the same time he is.

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!"
"I'm t-t-terribly sorry m-miss! I-I didn't see you th-there!"

I look up and the guy looks down at me, our eyes lock and we just stare at each other.

He's actually...really cute.

Pale skin, silky brown hair, orange tinted goggles that leave his eyes barely visible. What color are they? Who is this man?

He seems to be around my age.

He's wearing a tanish-brown colored hoodie with striped sleeves and a navy blue hood. Greyish-blue jeans, black converse, and black gloves. There are two hatchets at his sides in their holders that's attached to his belt. He also has a mask that covers just his mouth that has vertical stripes on it.

Overall, a really attractive boy.

He's about 5'6 in height, and I'm roughly around that height too (unless you're shorter, if you're taller...then you can figure it out lol).

Hold up...is that mask a mouth guard? (Because apparently he has his mouth cut open but he can still eat normally without it hurting. It's on his left side, I believe.)

Whatever.

No matter what anybody tells me, this boy is attractive.

Toby's POV

As the girl and I-I lock eyes, w-we just...stare.

She's the m-m-most beautiful p-person I've ever seen....

Her eyes...a d-dazzling EC.

H-Her hair..HL a-and HC.

She's p-p-probably around m-my height.

Who is s-she? I need to know.

What is th-this..feeling? I-In my chest?

M-My heartbeat...it's fast. R-Racing.

I haven't f-f-felt emotions in s-so long...and she just b-brought them b-b-back with one g-glance. So e-easily..

I f-feel the need t-t-to...protect her. C-Care for h-her...l-l-love her.. (not in a nasty way! Puh)

I n-n-need her...don't I?

H-Hopefully she a-a-accepts me for who I-I a-a-am...a cold b-blooded killer...

Your POV

The boy holds his hand out for me to take, which I do. He helps me stand up and I dust myself off, only taking my eyes off of him for a few seconds.

I realize that he's still staring at me, and my face heats up. (If you have glasses, you push them up during this time.)

His cheeks are tinted pink.

"Sorry about bumping into you..I wasn't watching where I was going." I apologize quietly, shyly keeping my gaze on the ground and shuffle one foot, keeping my eyes from staring at him.

He chuckles, "N-N-No...it's m-my fault. I-I'm sorry."

"It's fine. No worries." I wave it off, bringing my eyes up to meet his.

"I'm YN." I say, holding my hand out again for a shake.

"T-Toby." The boy says, shakily taking my hand in his and we shake hands.

As we let our hands go, his head twitches, as well as his arm.

"Are you okay?" I ask, eyebrows furrowing in concern for the stranger.

"Yeah, I'm f-fine..it's n-normal."

We continue to talk for a bit until I say, "Sorry to cut this short, but I really should be getting home."

Toby nods, "It's alright. I u-understand. Could I-I walk y-you home then? I w-wouldn't want a-a-anything to happen t-to you on the w-way back."

I agree and smile at him, "Sure, thank you."

"D-Don't mention it."

He walks me home and we say goodbye, agreeing to meet tomorrow night. Toby said he will just come and knock on my bedroom window, so I pointed it out to him.

Why did I trust him, you say? I don't know.

There's just something about Toby that makes me..gravitate towards him. He lured me in somehow, and I don't think I can escape now. And I don't want to.

I learned that he is my age; seventeen.

His full name is Tobias Erin Rogers.

He lives in the woods with other people his age; both older and younger. I assume it's an orphanage or a big family there.

His eyes are actually brown (author is assuming). What? Toby showed me.

And he also showed me that under his mask, on the left side of his face, his mouth is cut open. He said it's from an accident and that it didn't affect eating or anything. It sorta creeped me out, but I just think it adds character to him, so I accept it.

Toby even told me that he only takes his mask down when he's really comfortable around that person, so I feel honored. (He also told you about having Tourette's.)

I can't wait to see him again tomorrow night...

Toby's POV

I run b-back into the w-w-woods towards the mansion a-after dropping YN b-b-back at her house, adrenaline p-pumping in my v-veins.

There's something d-different about YN compared t-to other girls a-and just other p-p-people in general. I don't kn-know what i-it is! I'm just c-compelled to h-her!

I c-can't wait to s-s-see her again...

Your POV

I wake up the next morning feeling happy and excited.

And it's all because of Toby!

It's time for school, so I get ready and eat a quick breakfast, grabbing my backpack and heading to school.

I reach school and keep to myself, heading to my locker.

You see...I don't have many friends.

Just one. Her/his name is FN (friend name).

I scurry to my first class, silently urging for the day to go by faster so that I can see Toby sooner.

TIMESKIP-Two months later..

Alright. I've been hanging out with Toby every night for the past two months, same time as when we first met; 12:00 am.

My feelings for him have grown stronger after each day passes.

I don't know how much longer I can contain it..

I need to tell him soon.

But it's just...so hard.

I'm sure you understand. (#relatable)

Let's just see how tonight goes, and I'll figure out what happens next for when I confess my feelings later on...

Toby's POV

S-S-Something awful just h-happened..

Jeff th-threatened the love o-of my life....Y-Y-YN LN.

'If you don't stay away from that girl, YN, was it?, then she won't live to see the next morning,' Jeff had s-said.

So, I-I agreed to staying a-a-away from her...but I said th-that I at least want t-to tell her that I-I can't be around her a-anymore and maybe make u-up an excuse as to why...

It's g-gonna hurt....a l-lot.

I h-h-hate Jeff...

Here g-goes nothing.... *groans irritably*

Your POV

I stare at my open window, tears slipping past my eyes and slithering down my cheeks, slowly dropping to the floor.

Why..?

He just...said we couldn't hang out anymore and......left.

I sit on my bed and curl into a ball, my back leaning against the headboard.

Toby.....

Flashback

Toby enters my bedroom through the window, seeming glum and a bit angry.

I rush over to him worriedly, hoping nothing terribly bad had happened to him.

"Toby! Are you okay?" I ask softly, yet a slight urgency is evident in my voice.

He looks up to me and his features soften, tears glazing his eyes.

"N-No..." He muttered.

"What's wrong..?"

Toby sighs and looks away for a moment, "I c-can't talk t-to you a-a-anymore, YN...."

My eyes widen, heart thumping in my chest as I process his words.

"What..? Why...?" I question quietly, trying not to reveal the sadness in my tone.

"I....c-c-can't say. I-I-I'm sorry..." Toby hugs me tightly for a split second before flashing out of the window, running out of sight into the woods where he came from.

Reality

...Fine then.

I'll be just fine without him!

....Right?

I don't need him in my life..

Ugh...that's a lie and I know it.

I can't be mad at him for this.

He said he couldn't tell me why, so that means it must be serious.

'You're the m-most important p-person to me,' Toby had said to me a few nights ago. 'N-N-Nobody understands me l-like you d-do.'

'I won't l-leave you, Y-YN...not unless I-I have to p-p-protect you or s-something.'

Realization strikes through my veins as I understand why he's done this.

Why he has to stay away from me.

Toby's trying to protect me.

But from what? Or rather...who?

Toby's POV

I make i-it b-back to the mansion a-and b-b-bump right into J-Jeff.

Ugh...J-Jeff....

I c-could kill him....b-but I won't.

It w-won't make things m-m-much better, anyways.

S-Slender would p-p-punish me f-for doing so.

Besides....it's p-probably safer for Y-YN to be..w-without m-m-me.

Anything to k-k-keep her s-safe...and I kn-know she figured out wh-why I'm staying away b-by now. Sh-She's a smart g-girl..one thing I-I like about h-her.

"Did you do as I said?" Jeff demands.

"Y-Y-Yes...l-leave her a-alone."

Jeff l-laughs evilly and w-walks away.

Oh, how b-badly I want t-to grip my h-hands around h-h-his neck and choke h-him so he dies s-slowly...again, I-I won't.

As long a-as he doesn't lay o-one finger on Y-Y-YN...he's s-safe.

TIMESKIP-Two days later...Your POV

I go to bed and silently let my tears fall at the thought of Toby. He was my everything. He is my everything.

It just...hurts. So, so much...

I hear my window slide open and someone steps inside my room, and I get a sliver of hope that it's Toby, but I know it isn't.

A shiver runs down my spine and my blood runs cold as I open my eyes and see somebody I don't recognize by my window.

They turn to me and I bite back a yell.

He has long, black hair that is unkempt; white eyes with black pupils showing as the white ring around his eyes glow inhumanly. He has a carved smile on his cheeks.

He wears a dark grey hoodie and black jeans, a butchers knife in hand.

And in less than a heartbeat, the man is standing beside my bed and raising his knife up, about to hit my head with the handle of his knife, shouting, "GO. TO. SLEEP!"

Before I can process those familiar words, I'm out like a light.

TIMESKIP-Two hours later...

I wake up to find myself tied to a chair by a rope. My hands bonded to the chairs arm rests, my feet attached to the chairs two front legs.

I taste a soft material in my mouth and realize that a gag has been tied around my mouth to keep me from screaming loudly.

The words I heard a while ago comes back to me like a brick hitting my face.

'GO. TO. SLEEP!'

I know who that is!

I read about him online!

Jeff the Killer, was it..?

Yeah, that was him.

Anyways, said man walks into the dimly lit room and grins maniacally. My heartbeat quickens.

"I'm sure you already know who I am due to the look on your face, so I'll just cut to the chase." Jeff states briefly, stepping forward.

"I'm Jeff the Killer, and you are YN LN. Don't ask how I know your name. Oh, wait..you can't. Hahahahaha!"

I glare at him and roll my eyes as he howls with laughter.

I wait for him to stop laughing since there's nothing really I can do. Jeff stops minutes later, smirking maliciously.

"Let's have some fun...shall we?"

Toby's POV

I get an uneasy feeling in my stomach and my mind immediately wanders to YN. (I'm stopping with the stuttering during Toby's POV.)

I know something isn't right, so I run over to her house and break in though her window, which is surprisingly open.

This is odd since she never leaves her window wide open. YN may leave it unlocked, but not gaping open.

Red flag one.

I carefully check everywhere in her house, being sure that if her parents are home, they don't see me.

It's Saturday, and she normally spends her weekends at home, but she isn't here.

Red flag two.

Who are her friends? YN's only ever told me about one.

FN.

He/She lives nearby, I know that much.

YN told be about him/her, and that they live about a block away. I'll just have to figure out where he/she lives.

That shouldn't be too hard. I know what he/she looks like.

I run outside through YNs open window and go in the direction YN had shown me one night.

I eliminate most of the houses at once, already knowing who lives in those. It's not FN.

There are only two houses left. I take a chance and sneak into the [color] one. I check the house swiftly, not finding FN, but instead finding pictures of him/her and his/her family on the wall by the stairs.

Okay. FN isn't here, and that means YN isn't here either, obviously.

YN would usually tell me of her plans for the weekend, but since I ended us hanging out for her safety, she hasn't told me. We haven't seen each other at all for two days, and it's slowly killing me.

Tearing me down into nothing but little specks of dust.

Eating me alive.

That's enough of that.

Red flag three.

It's morning, by the way. (Hours after your kidnapping.)

If she's not home on the weekends, that means she's probably out with her friend, FN. Since neither of them are here, I'm lead to assume that they aren't hanging out.

Something is telling me, deep inside, that YN isn't here or anywhere in town. At least, not at any public places or homes around here.

Wait.....

Jeff.

Of course!

He threatened to hurt YN!

And he doesn't always stick to his word.

He never even promised to stay away from YN!!

Jeff kidnapped her!

And I know exactly where to find them!

Your POV

It's hours after Jeff kidnapped me, and I'm trembling ferociously. Terrified immensely beyond belief. In pain all over.

Jeff has been torturing me for a while, and is only just now giving me a break.

What did he do, you ask?

He punched me. Kicked me. Anything to hurt me.

Luckily, nothing sexual.

I hope someone gets me out of this mess...and fast...

Jeff's POV (oooo new POV)

Hehehe....my plan is working perfectly!

Kidnapping YN was so EASY!

Well, I did it at night, so of course it was easy!

A piece of cake, really.

I'm not going to kill YN. Ohhhh nooooo.

I'm just going to beat her into oblivion for a while.

I know Toby is going to try and come save her, but he won't succeed.

How do I know this?

Well, I don't.

The chances of either of us winning is 50/50.

Toby is strong, I'll admit.

But I'm stronger.

Do you really think his two hatchets would scare me? Hah! You're wrong.

Those pathetic things against my glorious knife?! Not a chance!

I'm doomed, aren't I?

Toby's POV

I make it to the abandoned building where I know Jeff is holding YN at.

I know Jeff's hurting her.

I know YN's afraid.

And I know that I will win this fight.

For YNs freedom.

For her. And her alone.

I infiltrate the building and hunt down Jeff.

You're going down..

Your POV

I hear shouts and banging noises coming from outside of the room I'm in.

I strain my ears to listen to the conversation and identify who they belong to, besides Jeff.

"Where i-is she?!" Toby?!

"Like I would tell you!" Jeff.

"Let. Her. G-Go. Jeff."

"Or what?"

"Or THIS!!"

There is a loud thump and I can only assume that Toby tackled Jeff to the ground.

I struggle against my restraints, trying to free my self so I can help Toby, but to no avail.

I'm stuck here, just listening to the battle between the two males.

Toby's POV

After my yell, I tackle Jeff to the floor, wrestling with him until I finally have him pinned down.

I punch him repeatedly, and then I swipe his knife away from him as I grab my hatchets, slamming one down next to his head dangerously close and I use the other to hold at his throat.

There is blood dripping down from his nose and mouth, bruises forming.

I can taste my own blood coming from my bottom lip, but I ignore it.

"Where i-is she?" I demand once again, threatening to dig my hatchet into his neck if he tries anything or doesn't speak.

"Not telling you." Jeff spits out, and I growl.

"Wrong a-answer."

I knock him out with the handle of my hatchet, knowing fully well that if I kill him that Slender would be mad and throw a hissy fit about it.

I head into the room closest and enter, spotting YN tied to a chair with some rope and bruises and cuts marking her body.

My whole being fills with rage, but I calm myself down and push it aside, running to help YN, who has already passed out; unconscious.

TIMESKIP-A few hours later..Your POV

I wake up in another unfamiliar room, laying on something soft.

I glance underneath me and see that it's...a bed.

I look off to my side and see Toby staring at me with a worried look gleaming in his brown eyes.

He immediately brightens when he notices I'm awake, and he gives me a gentle hug, which I gladly return as I melt into his touch.

"YN.." Toby mutters in relief.

"Toby.." I whisper back, closing my eyes as I rest my head on his shoulder.

We talk and clear things up about where we are and what happened while I was kidnapped and such.

Toby lays down next to me and wraps his arms around my body, pulling me closer to his chest.

"I'm s-sorry. I'll make s-sure th-that this doesn't h-happen ever again.."

"I believe you."

Toby kisses my forehead and we blush a bright red.

"I love y-you.."

"I love you too, Toby.."

Toby hugs me tighter and whispers one thing to me...

"I'm Sorry.."

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-CastrarWolf