Lost (A Ticci-Toby Love Story)

He's Home... But Things are Different..

It's been 2 weeks since Toby was in hospital and Rebecca's heart was breaking even more, sure she had made another friend, James, but she missed Toby. 

Toby was there her whole life, even when things got tough, she smiled gently at the thought of the chestnut haired boy, his goofy smile sketched into her memory, as he pulled harshly onto her back pack, the papers rustling. 

Rebecca climbs into the car, her green orbs on the brink of tears once again.

'Crybaby.' the voices chanted once again nagging at the back of her head as the car pulled out of the driveway, opening her cars window, letting the breeze kiss her cheeks as she closes her eyes, opening them shortly afterwards letting the silvery clear liquid fall down her soft cheeks. Wanting to turn towards the longing for Toby to be with her, desperate to jump out and run to him. Staring into the nothings of the forest, before resting onto a pale large figure inside of the green forest land, the lighting making it seem as if he had no face. Peering closer out the open window, noticing he in fact had no face and was wearing a black tux with a deep yet bright red tie. She jumps back, gasping and furiously rubbing her puffy eyes, looking out the window once again, trying to find the figure only to have him disappeared into what seems like thin air.

Grabbing her phone out of her already messy backpack, sending a quick message to Toby.

***

On the ride back home from the hospital, I was sitting in the backseat replaying the incident in my head. It was two weeks ago when me and my sister got into a bad wreak, causing my sister's death. I sat in the backseat, fiddling with my phone, when the screen popped up. It was Y/n. 

Rebecca- Hey Toby

Me- Hey Butterfly

Rebecca- Are you ok? 

Me- I'm fine. I'm coming home now.

Rebecca- Really?! That's great! I will see you after-school, ok? 

Me- Ok. Love you bestie!

Rebecca- Love you too bestie!

I smile a little but that smile soon faded. We pulled up to the house and saw my dad's car.  “Why is he here-e?” I ask quietly as I look back at my mother who opens car door.

“He’s your father Toby, he’s here because he wants to see you.” She responded in a monotone voice, trying to sound less shaky.

“Yet couldn’t drive up to the hospital to see L-Lyra before she died,” I narrow my eyes out the window.

“He was drunk that night, honey, he couldn’t drive-”

“Y-yeah when is he not,” I say as I pushed the door open before my mother and stumbles out onto the driveway where I met my father’s gaze before looking down at my feet with a stern expression. Mother stepped out behind him and met father's eyes before walking around the car.

Father opened up his arms, expecting a hug from mother, but she walked past him and put her arm around my shoulder and started leading me inside.

“Connie,” father began in a raspy voice, “What no welcome home hug, huh,” She ignored his obnoxious words and walked past him with me under her arm. “Hey, he’s sixteen he can walk by himself,” father began to follow us in.

“He’s seventeen,” Connie glared back at him before opening the door to the house and stepping inside. “Toby, why don’t we get you in your room to rest okay? I’ll come get you when dinner is ready-”

“No, I’m sixteen. I can w-walk by myself,” I say sarcastically and glared back at father before stumbling up the small staircase and turning into my room, where I slammed the door violently.

I walk to the window, watching for Rebecca's car. I miss her! 'Nope. You don't miss her!' The voices start. 'You fell in love with her!'  

***

'It's been three hours! Rebecca should be home soon, but what if she's hurt?' I think. 'No. She couldn't be'

'maybe she found someone else?' The voices whisper in my head.

'She wouldn't do that, would she?' My head spinning with wild questions.

 Becca's car pulls in, it shining in the sunlight. I run to the window clutching the window sill, flinching softly as her figure emerges from the backseat, her newly dyed, red hair flowing in the wind, the sunlight making her skin glow. She jogs over to my door. 

'Wait-- My door! She's coming to see me!' Grinning, I run to my door before flinging it open, bolting down the stairs, tripping a couple of times while running to the front door. 

I open it with so much force that it hits the wall, not caring for the wall at all. "Toby," She squeals. I pick her up and hold her tight in a hug, spinning her around. "T-Toby, I can't breath" She whispers into my ear, giving me goosebumps.

"S-sorry, Butterfly!" I drop her back to the floor.

"W-woah!" She shouted, wobbling before hitting the floor with a 'thump'. We both stare at each other. Her twitching once before erupting, turning into giggles, I join in with laughing and offer my hand, she takes it still laughing. 'Now we know why you fell in love with her,' The voices say, as I stare into her eyes. 'Cause she's perfect.' I think as I hug her again.

***

 I pull up to the house and I see Toby's mom's car, I see smile like an i***t and rush up to the door. When I get there I eminently hear someone running through the house, and the door swings open to reveal Toby. "Toby," I squeal and the next thing I knew I was in Toby's arms. He was holding me so tight, I couldn't breath. "T-Toby, I can't breath" I whisper into his ear.

"S-sorry, B-butterfly!" He says, dropping me back to the floor.

"W-woah!" I shout, wobbling before hitting the floor with a 'thump'. We both stare at each other. I started twitching then I erupt into giggles, he makes sure I was alright before joining in with laughing and offers his hand, I take it still laughing. 

"A-are you ok?" Toby asks, holding my waist and checking my facial expression. My face starts burning up at the current position that we both are in. 

“Yep, Perfectly fine. Ahahaha” I say laughing awkwardly, looking at the ground hiding my burning face.

”Why are you looking at th-the ground?” Toby’s voice ringing in my ear full of confusion.

”Your wooden p-planks are very nice today?” I question what came out of my mouth, but let it go freely. He laughs, sending butterflies to my stomach. He lifts my chin up with his fingers, my face getting hotter by the second. Our faces get closer together and our lips parting slightly...