Playground:Ticci Toby X Reader

A second encounter.

Once again you found yourself laying on your bed,trying to close your eyes and fall asleep...But you couldn't.
That face haunted you,you had already removed the stain from your bedroom window yet this did not mean you would find peace.
The fear kept clinging on to you,unable to shake it off you struggled to find rest,fearing that this guy could come back to your bedroom to haunt you.
His face was forever carved in to your mind,you did not have any weapons at home you clutched a hammer you took from your father's toolbox firmly in your hand. If he ever came again and tried anything funny he would get hurt.
Just as you almost had drifted away to sleep a slow tapping emerged from somewhere in your room.
You remembered a conversation you had with Toby just a couple minutes ago. He said that he would come over if you felt unsafe and he would watch over you all night.
It was quite sweet of him to worry for you but this was not the moment to think of that,the tapping had ceased.
You turned to the window only to find something that made your heart skip a beat...

The window was open...

You were terrified,did you forget to close it? No,it couldn't be...Or could it?...
Your thoughts were interrupted by the tapping again,you turned to the window but no one was there,whatever was making the noise...was already inside.
You reached for your phone,Item which you were sure you had left on the nightstand that was next to your bed.
Instead of that you felt something cold,this thing started to wrap around your hand. You yanked your hand away,the moonlight did not shine through your open window,you couldn't see.
You touched around with your hands,trying to find your phone but found nothing...
You kept feeling around until your fingertips brushed against something that was cold and felt awfully familiar. You had found it.
You quickly grabbed it and got passed the lock screen with shaky taps. You sent Toby a message. A quick message. "Its inside" you had no time for grammar,you were terrified.
He responded quickly as if he had been waiting for your message,you checked the time, "00:57" (12:57)
"Who's inside?" He answered.
You panicked,a scraping sound was heard,something was being dragged along the walls,you were afraid.
"Help" You sent quickly.
Your eyes started to water,you were never quite good at confronting scary situations. You tried to muffle your sobs by putting your hands over your mouth.
"Don't cry" A raspy voice said from the dark.
You didn't say anything and tried to stay silent and breathe quietly.
"I can hear your heartbeat,It's getting faster,I know you're awake."
You were scared,you didn't move.
"You know,I'm not a big fan of weepers,They're boring."
Footsteps were heard,a shadow darker than the ones inside your room moved around.
A figure moved towards the window,It seemed to be turning it's back to you.
Perfect timing,your phone screen started to light up,Toby was calling. You answered but didn't say anything.
You just stayed quiet,hoping that whoever was inside your room had not heard you answer.
"You know,It's not fun if your pretend to be asleep the whole time,It gets boring very quickly,you don't want me getting bored."
You spoke quietly as he spoke,"Help" you whispered in to the phone.
You held it to your ear,Toby didn't say much,well,he didn't say anything,perhaps he did not hear you.
"Put the phone down" The person said. You clutched it in your hand.
"Put it down".
You did not obey,the person turned around. He seemed angry,the full moon casted a light that made his paper white skin shine with an eerie glow.
You took a deep breath in.
"Do not dare" The person said. You braced yourself for all situations and finally tried to speak.
But the intruder threw himself on to you and covered your mouth,you panicked. You remembered the hammer and reached out for it.
He pressed your head further in to your pillow,you felt suffocated,his sleeves were all over your nose,making breathing an incredibly hard task. You flailed one of your arms,in search for freedom.
After feeling around for a while with your other arm you finally felt the handle and grabbed it quickly,you then proceeded to hit him as hard as to could,you aimed for his head,but since your hand was behind his back it was hard to aim correctly.
You then hit him,it went directly on to his neck. He let go of you and yelped loudly.
You were scared, what if your parents woke up? He would probably hurt them.
"Help!" You said to your phone,only to see that Toby had hung up. "No one will help you Kid" The figure said from the dark side of your room. He chuckled.
You cried loudly,you were scared.
"I can't understand how anyone could like you. you cry too much."
You were shaking in your bed as you heard him come closer.
He crawled on to your bed and leaned closer to your face.
He was creepier up close,he put his mouth next to your ear,"You are pretty though" he purred.
His hand touched your exposed shoulder,your nightgown had slipped off of it,he was cold and his skin felt like leather.
Footsteps were heard,a pair of them made loud thump noise as they came closer.
"That's my cue" The pale skinned guy said,he got off of your bed and walked towards the window then dropped from it like last time: like a lifeless ragdoll,but not without blowing you a kiss.
Both your parents rushed in your room,just a couple seconds after he had dropped,they turned on the light.
Your mom looked worried and your after looked concerned as well.
They asked of you were alright,you merely told them you had a horrible nightmare.
Your Mom looked relieved and gave you a hug,your father patted your head "try to go back to sleep" he said with a smile,little did he know that you had never been asleep.
They bid you goodnight and left your room,leaving you alone and tired.
Just as you were drifting away to sleep you saw a familiar orange glow and felt safe.

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Today I come with incredibly sad news.
My country had 225 women murdered in this small amount of 2019 that has passed by.
It is currently February 2nd,In a month 225 women were murdered.
I ask myself,when will this stop?
I want to dress the way I wish to and know that I will be respected,I want to walk in the street and feel safe.
I hate the world I am living in.
I just want to be safe.

I have the next chapter written already,I have to make some edits because I was half asleep when I wrote it and it doesn't make much sense.

Please comment if you would be so kind, I find reading comments quite pleasing.