Art By: @YeetSkeetDelete
It's Mondayyy! If you didn't know, I update every Monday, because Mondays suck, so I want to try to make them a little better for y'all : D
Enjoy~
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(Y/N's) POV:
It had been a few days since I woke up in EJs lab. For the most part, everyone was glad that I was okay. Some of the pastas didn't really care but I didn't mind. I think out of everyone, Toby was the most excited to have me back.
Toby was... complex.
Around the others, I noticed that he tended to keep his distance from me. However, once we were in our room together it was like we were glued together.
The first night after I woke up, Toby held me extremely close and rambled on about things.
"D-don't sc-scare me l-like that-t ag-again,"
"I w-was so wor-worried,"
"I'm s-sorry I le-left you a-alone,"
"Are y-you ok-okay?"
At some point I had just fallen asleep as there seemed to be no end to Toby's rambling.
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I had no idea what time it was, but something woke me up.
I felt movement in the bed.
At first I brushed it off as Toby just trying to get comfortable, but he seemed to be moving around a lot.
Then I started hearing the tics.
They started off minimal, not happening very often, but then they seemed to get worse.
I could hear the sound of his bones cracking and popping.
Something wasn't right.
I sat up slowly and turned to face him, but I was met with an unpleasant sight.
Toby was shaking and twitching violently, his bones cracking with each of his sudden movements. His eyes were wide open and his breathing was ragged.
My heartbeat quickened as I sat up more and leaned over him.
"Toby? Toby! What's wrong?! What's happening? How can I help you?!" I rushed out, watching helplessly as his behavior continued.
His eyes widened further as his mouth began to slowly open.
Strangled sounds left his mouth but soon after, he was able to make out two syllables.
"E....J...." he gasped out.
I jumped out of bed immediately and ran towards EJ's room.
After what had happened in his lab, I had been avoiding him, afraid he might found out I didn't tell him the truth. I didn't know a lot about EJ but I knew he was very smart. I was afraid if I talked to him, he'd figure out what actually happened.
I wasn't even that concerned about my hideout anymore, at least when it came to EJ. I was more concerned that if he found out the truth, he'd be mad that I lied and tell Slender. That, or he'd be upset I was completely unaware anyone had broke in. If I had known someone was in the house, I could have called one of the pastas and warned them.
None of that mattered right now though.
I finally made it to EJs door and I threw it open, not even bothering to knock.
The sound of the door hitting the wall immediately woke EJ up.
He sat up quickly and searched for the source of the noise.
I ran towards him, disregarding the fact that he had no mask on.
I had never actually seen him with his mask off, but I was told he didn't really like anyone looking at his face, so I decided not to bother him about. Secretly though, I had always wondered what he looked like without it on.
I didn't have time to take advantage of the situation though.
Toby was more important.
"EJ! It's Toby! Somethings wrong. I- I think he's having a seizure or something. I don't really know! But he told me to get you!" I whispered shouted, barely managing to keep my voice low enough to stop from waking the others nearby.
At this point, I was right at the edge of his bed, staring directly at his face.
He had no eyes, but if he did, they would have widened. Instead, I only saw his eyebrows raise in alarm.
I moved away quickly as EJ threw the covers off of himself and hopped out of bed. He only had on a black T-shirt and some boxers, but he made no move to put anything else on. Instead, he haphazardly grabbed his mask off of his nightstand and rushed out of his room.
I followed close behind him as he sped towards his lab.
"How bad was he? Were there tics? Were his bones cracking a lot? Spasms? Wide eyes? How well was he able to talk?" EJ asked breathlessly
as he ran into his lab and began tearing open cabinets.
Various pill bottles, flasks, and other items fell out.
"It was bad. I woke up because he was moving around so much. There were a lot of tics, cracks, and spasms. His eyes were really wide and he was just barely able to say your name to me." I replied back quickly.
EJ nodded his head and firmly grasped onto a small vile before he ran towards a drawer and yanked it open, pulling out what looked to be a needle.
He glanced at me before he raced out of the lab.
I wasted no time in running after him and managed to stay close behind as he ran towards where Toby was.
We ran into the room, only to find Toby in an even worse condition.
EJ hurried over and shoved the needle into the vile. Then he quickly extracted some of the liquid and didn't hesitate to inject it right into Tobys neck.
I cringed a little at the sight of the needle going into his neck, but my worry overpowered my reaction.
As soon as EJ injected all of the liquid, he jumped back towards me and held his arm in front of me.
Toby thrashed violently for what seemed like forever until soon his energy seemed to deplete and his eyes closed slowly.
EJ lightly put his hand on my shoulder and guided me out of the room.
"You'll have to sleep somewhere else tonight. We have a guest room, but there's a hole in the wall that mice and stuff have been getting in to, and I'm not sure if you want to be in there with who knows what. I'd say you could sleep in the lab, but I sort of found a... body... on the patient bed before I went to sleep and I haven't done anything with it yet so..." EJ trailed off as we walked down the hall.
"Hmm... okay how about this: you can sleep in my room tonight and I'll just sleep on the couch, because I'm assuming you don't want to be out in the open like that." He offered.
Sleeping on the couch was probably the last thing I wanted to do. There's no telling what the others might do to me while I was sleeping and completely vulnerable.
"Are you sure you're okay with that? I'd hate to kick you out of your own bed," I replied, turning my head to look right at him.
EJ rubbed his neck and and tilted his head towards the ceiling.
"It's fine. Toby would be mad at me if I let you sleep on the couch anyway," he responded, walking into his room.
"Okay... if you say so," I gave in.
EJ opened his closet and reached for some blankets on the top shelf.
"Um... Toby... will he be okay?" I asked, quietly, fearing the answer.
"I gave him a sedative mixed with a low liquid dose of his usual prescription. It'll get him through the rest of the night and hopefully most of tomorrow morning. I think Toby was so stressed out about you being knocked out that he forgot to take his medication. Then, when you woke up, he was too excited to remember to take them. That's why he was like that. Don't worry, though, tomorrow afternoon I'll make sure he takes his medication and after a day or so of recovery he should be fine." EJ explained, now facing me with a blanket in his arms.
He walked over to his bed and grabbed one of the pillows, then faced me again.
"Anything else?" He asked.
I hesitated.
"Um actually... could I ask you a few more questions?" I responded.
"Yeah, go ahead."
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I literally wrote like all of this today, but hopefully it's still good. It's also a little longer too, but not my much. I was really close to making it even longer, but I decided to save it for next chapter. : D
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