Caught - FINISHED

I really like you!

I woke on a bed. It was dark and I did not recognize the room. Scared, I got up. "H-hello?" My voice cracked. My eyes were dropping already. I was very confused, was ny dad still here? "Ah your finally awake." "Wh-who are you?"

A light turned on. I blinked in the bright light and groaned. It felt like I had a concussion. Toby was standing there. "Hey! I'm glad your awake!" He sat next to me. I noticed my head hand a bandage on it and I remembered how my dad had hit me. I never thought he'd stoop so low.

I gulped. "Toby what happened to my dad?" He turned very serious, his stance changing and his eyes holding sympathy. "My dad's dealing with him." "Oh..." I didn't know what he meant by 'dealing but im guessing it wasn't good.

We sat in silence. Then I noticed a bandage wrapped around his head. "What happened!?" "Oh that. Well your dad...kind of punched the living crap out of me." He said, looking almost embarrassed.

I looked at his head. "Oh my god I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" I fussed over him, an impatient look on my face. "I'm fine Hope! Relax!" He took my hands and gently pulled them down. I guess his dad had already dine some fussing and he was over it. How could he forgive me just like that though? It was MY dad after all...

"I just...thought it was all my fault." "No way! Hope! It wasn't your fault!" He refrained from saying 'it was your dads!' Which I was grateful for.

"Thanks Toby." "Any time. Hey do you want to watch a scary movie!? It'll take your mind off things!" It was a good suggestion and he could avoid any more questions I hurled at him. "Okay."

Two hours later~

"T-Toby th-that was terrifying!" I had been stuck to his arn the entire time. "I know. I love and hate the Conjuring. I've watched it so many times and it still scares me." He smiled at the memories.

We sat back down on his bed. "Your probably starving." He gave me a questioning look that made him look quite adorable. "Yeah actually." I said as my stomach grumbled. "Good thing my dad is such a good cook!" He exclaimed happily as he made his way downstairs.

*

We ate pasta and then went back to his room.

"Do you really think my dad would do that? Kill an innocent girl?" "Maybe...he did punch his own daughter. And he was drunk. and he did try to rape your friend." I shifted, I didn't know about the raping Raven part. This was so messed up.

"Yeah I guess." "Hey." He lifted my chin up so I was starring directly into his eyes. My heart skipped a beat. Boys didnt usually do this did they? I guess he sensed I was put down. "I will always be there for you." I smiled. "Thanks Toby!" He made me feel better.

I curled up against him and yawned. "Your just like a cute kitten. You know that right?" He said, jokingly. I smiled sleepily. Whatever.

"I only look like a kitten when I'm with you." This time he yawned. I turned the complement back on him, although saying kitten wasn't really cool so I said the first thing that popped into my mind. "You look just like a lion." I regretted it immediately. Who says stuff like that?

He took it fine though, even giving a kingly laugh as he pat my head.

"A kitten and a lion...I like that!" "Hm." I snuggled against his chest and closed my eyes. He was so warm I could feel his pulse. He put his head on mine. "I really like you Hope."

"I really like you to Toby." I thought nothing of it, to tired to think much anyways. He turned off the light. "Goodnight! My little kitten!" I giggled at the nickname. This was fun! "Goodnight my brave lion."

But then his phone buzzed. He groaned as he got it and then sprung up. "HOLY SHIT!" He said staring at it with his jaw wide. "What!? What happened!?" I panicked thinking of horrible things. I wasn't prepared for what he said next though.

"Your dad escaped from jail!"