Toki x Female reader
chapter 2
"I like you. You entertain me. We'll meet again soon, my dear"
These words floated across your mind every day since the night your parents were murdered. Constant paranoia flooded over you. How soon would you "meet again"? Even though you were moved far away from your home, you still felt you weren't far enough. You could be at the south pole and still feel like you weren't far enough from that bastard. Is he watching you now? Is he plotting to kill you? Why did he keep you alive? These questions needed to be answered.
You sat in your new bedroom, typing away on your laptop, trying to finish an essay for your biology class when your roommate, Jack knocked on your door. "Come in" you called out, looking up from your laptop and at the door. Jack opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind him. "Hey (name), how ya holding up?" He asked, sitting on the bed next to you. Jack was the school athlete. The one that everyone knew. He was a tall fellow, with a toned build. "I'm doing alright, just finishing an essay for Millers class." You say, returning your attention to your laptop. "Oh, did I disturb you?" Jack asked, looking at the screen. "No, no, you're cool" you say, tapping away at the keys. "Do you need any help?" He asked, crossing one of his legs. "Um, no I think I got this. Thank you though." You say, correcting an answer. "Aight. Hey, imma stop by the field and meet up with Tom, Cristian, and Ken. Call me if you need anything." He said, getting up and walking towards the door. "You're friends with Tom?" You ask, looking up in confusion. Jack turned around. "Well, yeah. Hes actually really chill" He says, cracking his neck. "Really? Cause in class he seems really creepy. Like, constantly blasting Disturbed through his headphones, and just, I don't know." You say, closing your laptop and placing it on the desk next to you. "Ahhh, he's not really a scary guy. He's more of a teddy bear when you get to know him. Anyways, I gotta go before I'm late. I'll see ya soon" he said, walking out of your room.
You heard Jack pull out of the driveway, and drive off down the road. You had known jack for a very long time, and was lucky enough that he was willing to let you live with him while the police department sorted everything out. Unlike most of your other "friends". You didn't really like to be home alone anymore, but you didn't really want to bother Jack anymore than you felt like you did. Standing up from your bed and cracking your back, you walked through the open door, and into the kitchen. You wanted something to eat, but you weren't sure what. Walking into the living room, there wasn't much of your interest. You hardly watched TV, and you didn't feel like looking through all of Jack's movies to find something to watch. So, you just walked back up the stairs and back into your room.
You opened the door, and froze. Your window was broken, glass surrounding the floor below it. And next to the broken window was him. The figure who had killed your parents. His metal mask had splats of dry blood here and there. His red eyes stared at you, locking you in place. "Well, hello again (name), did you miss me?"
To be continued...
