//your pov//

It's been ten minutes. Yet again, I'm here alone and nothing to think about but Toby. Toby. Something is missing to him. Did he have something on him he had all the time when we were younger? Or were we- wait, no! Fuck that! I was basically a Bully to him so that couldn't be. Could it be possible I am slowly regaining my memories? I think so. Or maybe not. Addie. We were friends? Like, what kind of friends? I guess it doesn't matter. She's dead. I got a small smile out of that so it was worth it. Was it though? I don't know. I smiled at Sally without killing a single living thing. How did I smile at her? And why her? I just met that little girl and I immediately smiled. Maybe I was trying to make her feel better. She was scared of me and now she smiled at me, showing that she could trust me. So I returned it. Why? As I laid there Questioning myself about the thing I just did, I fell asleep.

//the dream of a shitty past// \\also third person pov//

The wind blew on both Toby's and
Y/n's faces. It was cold but not that cold. The walk home was fine to. Y/n alway mentioned the little flaws in Toby. Like how much he ticked but she did that on a regular basis. It wasn't that bad to Toby. He didn't mind at all. He really liked the girl. He liked to make her laugh at something stupid or something completely random he did because Y/n would not accept it. This was the day Y/n realized that she was complete bitch to Toby. She felt bad for being mean sometimes.

"Hey Toby." The H/c haired colored girl said, breaking the silence. "Do you think I'm bad person?" She asked. He knew this was an important question. He could hear it in his voice.

"W-why d-do you ask-k?" He asked. He was now concerned for her. She never really showed sadness. Time to time she did. Her father was alway doing experiment on her like she was some kind of lab brat. To him she was.

"Am. I. A bad. Person?" She was now getting slightly annoyed by his answer.

"I me-mean, y-you c-could, if-f yo-you want-ed to-o." He replied, poorly. Of course, she did not want that kind of answer. She wanted just a simple yes or no.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked. Before he could answer, the sight of her house came into view. Hell hole is what she'd like to name it. "Well, thanks for walking me home everyday of my life again Ticci Toby." She said. She waved him goodbye and he did the same.

"M-math class-s I-is tom-morrow." He smiled and waved goodbye. He chuckled because he knew she hated math. She once said that if math was an object she would burn it and burn the ashes.

"God! Don't remind me idiot! I'll see you tomorrow." And with that, they parted and went their separate ways. Y/n went to her hell hole and Toby went to his. They were both unaware of each other pasts. Toby kept his to himself and Y/n did the same. As the girl opened the door with her house key and walked into her house. She was hoping for a good day. She went up stair to her room because she didn't want anyone noticing. She had it her and and sighed. She was unaware of someone hiding behind the door. Everything was black now in her view. Her father had hit her. She was now being dragged all the way to her father's office. The whole room was white just as a lab would be. Her father was very weak and was having a hard time putting his daughter on the bed. He finished got her on the bed and strapped her down. She ended up sleeping for a long period of time. It was now 11:46pm and that's where she finally awoke. Her eyes widen at the familiar sight. The white room, the pain in her head, the straps that held her down from moving. It is happening again. She struggled to get lose. Small whimpers was going out of her mouth. She did not want to call for help. No one helps anyway. Mother would ignore it, little brother wouldn't understand, father would increase it. Right now,
Y/n's father was out. He was seeing some people about the experiment he was doing on you. This would be the perfect opportunity to try to escape...again.

She struggled and struggled but no good came out of it. Just as she did, two men came. Of course, one of them were your dad, and one a stranger.

"This is her?" The man asked. His voice was deep and raspy.

"Yes. I expect you to take care of her while I'm away. I have the plans and tools here. But you will be taking young Y/n here first." Y/n's father explained.

"So you gave her the thing?" The man asked. He sounded very new to this. Calling "the thing" by another name.

'What an amateur.' Y/n thought. 'I can't believe this is happening. I have to stay strong.' She thought with sadness. 'Stay strong, stay strong, stay strong, stay strong!' She repeated to herself. 'Just think about the only thing that makes you happy...Toby...come save me...please....' As she thought a tear came down her face.

"The thing? Oh! Thanks for reminding me. I almost gave you a useless subject for a second." The father said. He went to some cuboid and pulled out a HIGE needle with some liquid in it. It was some green liquid color. It looked like it was glowing slightly. Y/n's eyes widen.

"N-No! Please! Father! No more! I can't! I-"

"Of course you can sweetie! It's for a good cause. Beside, you won't regret it after you know what's inside. You will be the first of them all!" Y/n's father sounds like a mad scientist. She noticed the man cringed at the sight of the needle. So did she. Her father injected her with it. She didn't want to move while the needle was in her skin. She had this strange fear of needles going in her and breaking at the process. Maybe because it happened before. As soon as the the liquid was injected into her arm, she immediately felt pain. It was burning and felt like it was boiling inside her. It was to mush for her, she couldn't even scream for help. No one was going to help her anyway. She was kicking and twitching violently. It hurt so much that she past out. The last thought was on her was 'Toby.."

Darkness. All there was, was darkness. You felt so empty. Nothing was there. It was a void. You soon felt something hitting your back. It felt rough. It was scratching your back. Your ankles hurt a little. You fluttered your eyes open a bit. The sky? It was now a little dark. Someone was dragging you. You looked to your side to see a familiar fence. You were in your back yard. You looked up to who seemed to cause you to be outside. It was the same man that was in the room with you. Soon, reality came to you and you rushed to a panic. You had to acted fast. You started kicking and managed to get out of his grip. "Shit!" He yelled out. Without hesitation, you got up and ran as fast as you can to your house, which was behind you. Was. The house was in flames. You stood there. Just staring.

"What the fuck...." You mumbled. Tears came down like a water fall. You were unaware of what was happening behind you. A sudden pain in the back of your head over flowed you. You fell to the ground. He hit you with a shovel...Then darkness again...

You felt empty again. You felt like you were laying flat on the ground. It was cold.

"Wake up, child..." I sudden voice came. You didn't know what to say. It was too dark. You came to a realization that you couldn't speak back to the voice. "Get up and fight Y/n...." Yet again it echoed.

'Who is Y/n? What is this place? Where am I? I can't...I can't move?' You thought. Then, you felt a shock in your whole body. Your eyes opened violently to still see the view of a house burning. It was now, for you, unfamiliar. You got up, you were fold with rage for no absolute reason. You turned around and faces a man. This man was about to attack you but you quickly dogged and run at him. "Fucking asshole!" You yelled. 'What is going on?! Why am I trying to attack this man?! Why is he trying to attack me?!' You thought. Once you ran to this man, he suddenly hesitated to take another swing with the shovel. This was your chance. You punched him so hard the he fell to the ground. But this didn't stop you. You jumped on top of him and kept punching him, over and over again. You decided to go to another level. You took your two thumbs and pressed them in where his eyes are. He screamed so loud, it made you smile like a freak. You then started to laugh at this. "Can't fucking handle it? You tried to attack me! This is what you deserve!" You yelled out. This was a new sensation for you. This made you feel great. More alive. Once you finish, you found a name tag on his jacket. "Frank Fisher...huh...jackass...trying to kid nap me I bet." You mumbled. You got up at the sound of fire alarm and police. 'Oh no...' You thought. You turned around to face the forest but as you did, a tall...man thing was there. There was no time to investigate this thing as the alarms went off behind the brining house. You ran the other direction of the forest. 'Now what?' You thought.

//dream land is now over.//

"M/n! Wake up!" A voice screamed. I immediately slammed open my eyes as I see Toby looking down at me. This gave me a jump.

"Ah! Shit! Toby! What is it?!" I yell. I slightly push him off me and I sat up. I gave him an questionable look.

"Y-you screamed my name! I- what's wrong?!" He also yelled. Huh...?

"I didn't yell your name! I was sleeping!" I yell too. "Nothing is wrong with me." I said.

"Oh yeah! Then why are you crying?!" He questioned.

"Toby," I in hailed. "I am not crying-" I stopped myself from speaking as I felt something wet going down my face. And the fact that I couldn't in hail properly. "Oh..I don't know." As I say that, I remember the very, very unusual dream. I look down at my legs. Then, I also remember that I was crying and I quickly run away the tears. "I'm fine Toby, it was just a nightmare."

"That was no nightmare! Where he at?! Who's trying to hurt you?!" He puts his fists up as if he was trying to fight someone.

"Ugh! Toby, I'm fine, see." I say, I feel so weird now. As if I just changed myself. I smile... I could see Toby's jaw dropped. Well, I see now. I guess I hardly smiled when we were kids to. Now I feel stupid for smiling at Toby. It was a bit heart warming though...

Wait what?

A/n

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