Toby's POV
The last few weeks have been horrible.
Ever since I killed the stupid slut, I've been hiding. Jeff is seriously trying to kill me and EJ won't talk to me. I shut poor Tim out and I know he hides it, but I can hear him crying in the bathroom every night, wishing for his old Toby back.
Hes gone.
He made a mistake and now he's gone.
Im sorry Tim.
I walked over to the bathroom door and heard silent sobs from the other side. Just hearing him cry broke my heart. I slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
The sight I saw was horrifying.
Tim's arm was covered in blood and he held a dripping red razor in the other. I looked closer at the cuts and realized they spelled something.
Toby.
My heart sank and I started tearing up. Tim looked at me and cried harder. I kneeled down and held him in my arms begging for forgiveness.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so so sorry!!" I said fast squeezing him tighter. "I forgive you Toby." he said and smiled.
I can never forgive myself for what I have done.
(sorry guys. Short chapter. Thanks to @Sydney_Skellington for this. And im sorry if I spelled that wrong.)