Befriended A Psycho (Creepypasta Fanfic)

We First Met

I walked home from school, the breeze blowing through my hair. I always walked home, after all, I lived only a mile away. I'd never usually been interrupted unless I see a cat, then I immediately chase it. Life had been good for a while, except this one day. I was walking home from school, the usual, when I noticed two people walking towards me, with pretty pissed off expressions. I sped up, only to make the people go faster. When I turned around, I noticed Tommy and Gerald, my main bullies, behind me. They walked up to me and Gerald grabbed me by the neck. "You stole something from me", he hissed into my ear. I honestly had no idea what he meant. "What was it?", I asked. He gave me a look and​ growled at me before shoving me to the ground. Tommy grabbed my backpack and rummaged through it. I watched as he pulled out a phone, and it definitely wasn't mine. That was when I realized that someone deliberately put it in there, just to get me beat up. I watched in horror as Gerald pulled out a pocket knife and slowly headed towards me. I screamed for someone to help me, but Tommy shut my mouth. He drew closer and put the knife up to my throat. "Say goodbye, Mark", he whispered and pressed the knife harder. I heard someone yell from the woods behind us, and I turned to see. There was a boy, around my age standing in-between the trees. Gerald got pissed and ran for the boy, but froze when he saw the boy was holding an axe. "I hate bullies", the kid yelled and drove the axe into Gerald's heart. Blood gushed out of his chest and he fell to the ground, dead. The boy pulled the axe out of Gerald's chest, and headed for Tommy, who was holding me down. Tommy released me and ran down the street, but the boy threw his axe and it hit him right in the back. He yelled in pain as his body fell on the street. The boy walked up to Tommy and pulled the axe out again, which made him scream in pain. Since Tommy was still alive, the boy pulled up the axe and swung hard into Tommy's skull, immediately killing him. He pulled it out and headed towards me. I scrambled on the forest floor, but my arm collapsed below me. I realized that Gerald cut me on the arm when he came after me. Blood trickled out of the wound as the boy came closer. I was about to scream when he said,"It's okay, I wanted to save you." I stared at him in shock, half expecting him to murder me. He held out his hand and I grabbed it as he pulled me up. "My n-name's Toby, T-Ticci Toby-y", he said as he pulled me up. "I'm Mark...", I answered back. Toby had a stutter, from what I could tell. Now that I was closer, I could see he wore a scarf that covered his mouth, with lines that looked like he was smiling. He had orange goggles on,  that covered his eyes. A hoodie topped his head, but I could still see a little bit of brown hair sticking out. "Nice to meet you, Mark", he smiled underneath his scarf,"Follow me." I hesitated for a second before reluctantly following, after all, he'd probably murder me if I didn't. He headed towards the forest, the moon shining above us.