Camp Creepypasta {Ticci Toby x Reader} [BOOK 1]

Chapter. 11: "Torture & Trouble."

"..ugh.. you bitch! Let me go!" I yelled and tried to break free from the ropes but it was no use. She laughed and turned around, she was smiling sadisticly and was sharpening knives.

"Don't raise your tone with me.." she stopped laughing and got angry, then walked over to me and stabbed me in the shoulder but it didn't hurt because of my CIP. She was smiling and there was an awkward silence as blood dripped down from my arm and I just stared at the knife that was still jabbed into my shoulder. Then she grew impatient and her smile faded,

"Why aren't you screaming?! There's a knife in your shoulder! You're bleeding! Just scream already!" She crossed her arms and stared at me in disbelief

"Uh, I think you've forgotten that I can't feel pain you dumb bitch. Remember? I have CIP, which makes me numb to any pain." I rolled my eyes and stared at her with an 'how have you forgotten?' face.

She then paused, made a face as if she realized and then I think she got some sort of idea because of what she said next..

"Alright.. if I can't make you suffer with psychical pain.. why not torture you with emotional pain?!" She laughed insanely

"Hah! As if you actually know anything that'd cause me so much emotional pain it-" before I could finish she cut me off,

"I bet your mom hates you after what you did." she spoke darkly

..no..

"no.. she doesn't hate me.. she.. she.. just doesn't understand.."

"Admit it, you ruined everything and it should've been you that died instead of Lyra."

I started having flashbacks of the night of the crash, I vividly remember watching the steering wheel crush her organs right before my eyes.

"no.."

"Admit it, Toby it should've been you." She continued

"...no.. no.. no.."

"Your mom hates you because you decided to go and kill your own father, not to mention try to burn down your entire neighbourhood." She laughed

"No! It wasn't my fault!"

"it was your fault, and you know that."

"STOP!"

"You deserve to die Toby, you always did. You're a worthless mistake." She smiled

"Enough! Stop it!"

"You're crying now? Pathetic."

"Stop it, Naomi!"

"Nobody loves you. Your mom hates you, your sister would is she were alive and your father was the only one who knew that you were a mistake from the beginning."

"THAT ISN'T TRUE!"

"but it is. Goodnight, Ticci Toby." And with that she jabbed another syringe into my arm and I fell unconscious.

..none of it.. was my fault..

~ Time Skip - 6 hours (5 AM) ~

I woke up in the basement again but my shoulder no longer had the knife jabbed into it, it was bandaged under my bloodied sweater and I was laying on the cold floor instead of being tied up to the chair. Naomi was nowhere in sight but there were still drops of my dry blood on the floor from when she stabbed me meaning all of that wasn't a dream.

Even tho I was unconscious for what I assume were hours, the entire time I just had awful nightmares about my past so I was incredibly exhausted and it felt like I had gotten no sleep at all.