Toby's pov

The guys have been quiet for this whole trip and we've been walking in silence for 6 hours. I am unsure if I should break the silence or just keep quiet. Maybe they are being quiet for a reason. I sighed not knowing what to do, maybe I should just keep my mouth shut and my head down. My legs felt weird and tingly but I am not sure what this feeling was.

"Alright! Let's stop, I'm hungry!" Hoodie said, way too loudly. The three of of us all stopped and sat down, Hoodie on a stump, Masky on a log, and myself on a large rock.

He reached into his backpack and grabbed 3 sub sandwiches, throwing one at Masky, one at me, and one straight up into the air so it fell in his lap. Luckily they were wrapped in plastic wrap so they did not fly everywhere. I watched the other two take a bite of theirs so I assumed it was safe to eat. I took a bite of mine and almost swooned from the taste. I had not eaten something this good since my sister had been alive. My face fell at the thought of her but I shook my head and made a desperate attempt to distract myself with the sandwich.

Masky's pov

I watched Toby take a bite and his face change from excited to sad then more of a forced excitement. I wondered what was going through his head, I wanted to help him. I sighed and looked at Hoodie, he was already watching me and shook his head. I sighed again and looked back to Toby who had looked as if he had just watched Hoodie and I's exchange. He looked confused and concerned, I cleared my throat getting Hoodies' attention and looked away from Toby. Hoodie looked directly at Toby causing the younger boy to immediately shift his gaze. The ticking boy sighed in defeat, quickly finishing his food, and left Brian and I to smoke. I put the cigarette between my lips, handing Hoodie one as well. We both had our masks up pulled up enough to expose our mouths but nothing more. Hoodie lit the match, putting it under my cigarette as well, lighting it up. I inhaled and blew out the smoke, allowing the familiar and soothing feeling consume me.

"You s-should stop. Y-You know." Toby stuttered out. I rolled my eyes and dropped the cigarette, stomping it out.

"There." I said rather annoyed before walking over to where Brian was sitting. Toby followed but sat away from the both of us. It seemed that he still didn't trust me after the incident with my condition. I growled under my mask, he wasn't supposed to see me like that. At least not at this time, I'm trying to get Toby to want to be a creepypasta, not scare him away! I groaned and shook my head, looking back at the map in Brian's lap, making sure we were going in the right direction. As soon as I confirmed the direction we were headed in, I stood up, signing that we should get going. Toby and Hoodie had already gotten themselves ready to go and we headed off through the woods. It was around noon so we still had plenty of daylight left.

Brian walked ahead, my previous knee injury slowing me down significantly. Toby slowed to my pace and walked beside me, he seemed nervous as we walked in silence. I soon got lost in my thoughts, cursing this stupid mission but it had its benefits too. I get to spend time with Toby, out of the mansion, alone with him all except for Brian. I inwardly groaned, there was no way in hell I was thinking this right now, and of Toby. I gripped my hair on my hands, physically annoyed and disgusted with myself. This is a mission, pay attention and think! Think with your head, not your dick, dumb ass! I thought, trying to clear the images and thoughts out of my head. I pulled out another cigarette and lit it, this time Toby didn't say anything. He just looked at me with a small flicker of fear and discomfort in his eye.

I ignored him but it had caught my attention in the first place. Sure, being observant makes me an exceptional proxy, but this? This was annoying, suddenly everything that Toby seemed to do, I noticed. If anything was off in the slightest, it would come to my attention, and it worried me! Why did I care so much for this boy? He wasn't special, nothing special about him, he's just another messed up teenager. We're all messed up in one way it another, but this guy, there's something about him that makes him more intriguing to me. I can't put my finger on it, and it's annoying as hell! I growled, biting my cigarette, causing me to accidentally burn my tongue. I flinched and the cigarette fell out of my mouth onto the forest floor. A small leave caught fire and I stomped it out, it didn't bother me. Toby on the other hand, seemed quite bothered by it. At even the sight of the flame he seemed like he was going to pass out.

"You alright kid?" I asked, curiosity finally getting to me. Toby looked at me nervously and nodded slightly without a word. We walked a few more yards in silence before Toby spoke up, I guessed he was sick of the silence, I know I was.

"T-Tim, w-why have you b-been avoiding m-me lately?" He stuttered heavily, cracking his neck at the end of the question making me flinch.

"Avoiding you? Why do you say that?" I questioned him, putting another cigarette in between my lips. I put my hand over the front end and lit it up. I took a deep inhale and exhaled most of the smoke, Toby coughed, shaking his head at me. I smiled a little and waited for him to answer my question.

"A-After that m-morning, you s-stopped talking t-to me at-at all." Toby twitched, stuttering heavily, it wasn't all that bad when we'd found him, so how come it was worse now?

"After what morning?" He gave me a funny look before his face began to turn a bit red.

"Y-You seriously d-don't remember?" The ticking boy asked me, seeming a little bit hurt but he quickly recovered. I knew exactly what he was talking about, the morning I woke up next to him and panicked. I had no idea what I'd done that night, all I knew was that I woke up holding onto Toby. I left before he woke up and just planned to forget anything happened. After that, I couldn't face him, and I didn't dare ask anyone if they'd heard anything coming from my room that night. I looked to Toby and saw a hopeful gleam in his eyes, he looked like a little puppy. I swallowed roughly, how could I bring myself to crush that small look in his eyes, finally, I gave in.

"All I remember from that day is that I had an episode and when I woke up, I was waking up next to you." I paused to take another breath of my cigarette and read Toby's broken expression. He looked lost and disappointed, but there was also a small sliver of relief. Had something really happened that night? We both were fully dressed and the sheets were clean so there's no way we had sex. I thought, there's only one one to find out though.
"Toby," Toby looked directly over at me, I swallowed, unable to believe that I was about to ask this. "That night, we didn't," I paused, "you know." Toby looked at me confused, he had no idea what I was getting at. I buried my face in my hands and inwardly groaned. "Did we, have sex?" Toby's eyes widened and his face burned a bright red, even underneath his mask. Oh no I thought, did I actually screw him?

"N-No! Nothing like that!" He shouted, completely embarrassed by my question. I sighed from relief, thankfully I hadn't done anything too stupid. "I've never even done that before," Toby mumbled under his breath but I heard it as clear as day, both of us were aware of it.

"You're a virgin?" I asked, almost happy about this news, though I wasn't sure why. He nodded and awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, blushing again. "You didn't have a girlfriend before you came here?" Toby looked up at me and smiled awkwardly, laughing a bit.

"I'd hope not," he chuckled, "Tim, I'm gay." He revealed, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I suddenly felt really giddy and excited, I pulled out my cigarette and dropped it to the ground, stomping it out. I tried to play it off cool by pulling down my mask to hide my smile and possible blush that was there.

"Really? That's cool," he nodded and I cleared my throat, "so am I." I nearly punched myself in the face as that left my lips. Why would I even say that? Toby looked up at me and smiled.

"I know." He said, smugly.

"You know?" I inquired, how the hell does he know? Is it that obvious that I'm gay? Does he know I like him? No, I don't like him, I can't. That's stupid. I don't like him.

Toby's voice cut through my thoughts sharply, "Yeah, I heard you." Heard me what?! What did he hear me say?! He didn't hear me in the shower, right? No, he couldn't have. Relax, Tim, you're fine, he doesn't know. I attempted to calm myself but to no avail. "The day we first met, you guys came to the cabin I was staying in and I heard you outside." Outside? What was I doing outside? There's no way in hell I was- "Brian said that you were the gay one and that you should retrieve me." I sighed in relief, he hadn't heard anything that completely shattered my image in his mind.

"Oh, I see. Yeah, he was joking around. I wouldn't go after you." I told him, trying to reassure him that I wasn't a creep but instead I saw a broken expression fall over his face. "W-What's wrong? Did I say something?" Toby huffed and walked a bit faster to get ahead of me. "Toby, wait!"

"What?" He snapped, his glare was real but so were the tears coating his eyes, I'd fucked up. He looked like a kicked puppy as he struggled to glare at me.

"What did I do wrong?" I asked, wondering what exactly I had done to change his mood so quickly. Maybe it was because he was bipolar, but that couldn't just be it, could it?

"We didn't have sex that night, Tim. But I still feel used!" He yelled, why does he feel used? What had I done to him? "You took my first kiss and I let you!" My eyes widened, I'd kissed him?! And I was his first? I felt the excitement rise in me again. I clenched my chest to get rid of it but it stayed. My head fell out of shame and embarrassment, it was so unlike me to act this way, I was so confused! Why did I feel this way? I'd never felt like this before, so why now? I looked up to see Toby missing from my sight. Panic hit me, I ran forward and saw him walking behind Brian a few yards ahead. I sighed in relief and tried to run to catch up with them. I stopped a few feet away from them and continued to limp lightly behind them.

For the rest of the way, I couldn't stop thinking about what Toby had said. I'd kissed him, but how come I didn't remember? My thoughts swirled violently around my head, the image of kissing Toby never leaving my mind once. I only stopped when Hoody's arm hit my stomach. "It's late as hell, I'm going to bed, we can resume in the morning." Brian snapped, laying down on the leaf covered forest floor. I looked over to Toby who was climbing up a large tree, to keep watch I assumed. Instead, he fixed himself in one of the thicker branches of the tree and tied himself to it.

"Well, I guess I'm going to keep watch for now," I whispered before a rustling came from the tree Toby had climbed. I looked up and saw him making his way down the trunk. He touched the floor and immediately looked directly at me. He sighed heavily and sat at the bottom of the trunk signaling me to come sit next to him. I walked over and sat down in the darkness, the crickets chirping loudly around us. Toby suddenly spoke up, startling me.

"Can you quit playing with my feelings? I know that I was an idiot to think someone like you would care about me, but it still hurts. So if you don't mind, quit it, I'm already damaged enough. Or is that not enough for you?" Even through the pitch black darkness, I could feel he was glaring at me.

"Toby, I didn't know that I kissed you, I was being honest! I have no idea what happened that night after my episode. I must've been delusional when I kissed you, otherwise I wouldn't have done it." I defended, trying to make the situation better but it only proved to piss Toby off even more.

"I heard you the first time! I know! You wouldn't have kissed me had you been in the right state of mind!" He yelled, standing up, "I'm going to go blow off some steam. Do not even think about following me, Masky." He hissed and stormed off before I could even tell him to stop. I sighed, putting my head in my hands. What have I done now? I thought to myself, leaning against the tree trunk.