The Demonic Two (A Ticci-Toby Fanfic)

Chapter 1: Home Horrid Home

This is what she basically looks like now (when she's 21)(if you don't like it you can just imagine what she would look like). The picture above does NOT belong to me, I just used it. Full credit goes to the original person.

 1248 words total

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3 years, 3 fucking years I've been on the run, running from the police, from the authorities. I'm still running.... They never give up trying to find me. Some days they get really close to finding me and I just run, other days they don't even come close to finding me.

Right now is one of those days where they're not even near me. I take this time to gather necessities from my former home.... Yes, the one I killed my foster father in. The authorities left this shit hole of a home alone so it's safe to gather some stuff I wanted. I have my hood up so no one will recognize me and my white earbuds in my ears, plugged into my phone, Burn it to the ground by Nickelback is playing now. The song ended and  Control (Male Version) by Nightcore (original author and singer is Halsey) started playing and I sing softly along with it.

"They send me away to find them a fortune
A chest filled with diamonds and gold
The house was awake
With shadows and monsters
The hallways they echoed and groaned
I sat alone, in bed 'til the morning
I'm crying, "They're coming for me."
And I tried to hold these secrets inside me
My mind's like a deadly disease
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out,
"Please stop, you're scaring me."
I can't help this awful energy
Goddamn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?"

I looked around the street, to see if someone heard me because I got a little loud, no one did because they are either in there house or playing in the snow, also no cars are out in the road and not many people are not out because they can't stand the cold weather. The streets were filled with ice and snow, hence the reason there were no cars. I continue singing along as I walk to my destination.

"I paced around for hours on empty I jumped at the slightest of sounds.
And I couldn't stand the person inside me I turned all the mirrors around.
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out,
"Please stop, you're scaring me."
I can't help this awful energy
Goddamn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
I'm well acquainted
With villains that live in my bed
They beg me to write them
So they'll never die when I'm dead
And I've grown familiar
With villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them
So I'll never die when I'm dead
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out,
"Please stop, you're scaring me."
I can't help this awful energy
Goddamn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?"

I walked forward then took a right and was on Eclipse Street.... This was the street where my house is, I cant believe I made it safe and soundly. I thought i was going to get caught or something. I cleared my head and looked at the big, 2 story white house, the baby blue shutters on every window and the blue door. I walked up to the porch and looked at it... Hmmm... Same as how I left it... I sang the last part of the song.

"And all the kids cried out,
"Please stop, you're scaring me."
I can't help this awful energy
Goddamn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?"

As the song ended I stopped the music and pulled my earphones out, tucking them in my pocket carelessly.

I reached for the doorknob, but stopped quickly,  taking a deep breath I mumbled, "Home, horrid home."

Suddenly I felt the hairs on my neck and arms stand on edge and I felt like I was being watched.

I looked around carefully and didn't see anything and said to myself, "must be lack of sleep..."

I took a deep breath and opened the door, stepping in before someone sees me. I closed the door, removing my hood, leaving my brown hair come out, but I leaved my toboggan on. I looked around the house and seen everything was just as it was the last time I was here. Same plain white walls, same white sheet covered furniture, same pain that tugged at my heart. Sometimes I feel sad and regret killing my foster father and then sometimes I'm happy and grateful I did.... It's like one moment I feel this and the next i feel like that... I don't know what is happening to me....

I shook my head, clearing my head and looking around, my eye caught my old book bag sitting carelessly on the old wooden floor by the stairs. I got it, turning it upside down I empty it of my old books, pencils, pens, etc. I walked threw the house, grabbing anything that will be useful, I'll be gone for a long time, I'm not coming back here again... Ever.

I went to the kitchen, careful not to touch anything that I didn't want to, I did this to prevent getting fingerprints, hair, clothing or anything else they could identify me with on the furniture. I took a paper towel and opened the cabinet up, getting the can foods that consisted of pees, carrot, etc. Next I went to the utensil drawer and opened it, grabbing a black hand held can opener and putting that in the bag. Then I went to the stairs, going up them quickly and into a hallway I fount my old bedroom door on the left of the hallway, I find my wardrobe in the corner closest to the door and got a couple of outfits from that, I fold them up and put them in the bag along with the other things. I went to the bathroom, opening the mirror cabinet and grabbing medicine and a first aid kit, stuffing it down the bag.

I wonder if this place still has running water, I turned on the sink to test it out and sure enough- it did. Only the cold water worked but I didn't care, I just took a quick shower and dried myself, then I put on my clothes. I left everything else there as I head to the bedroom, as soon as I sat down on the big fluffy queen size bed I felt like I was being watched once again. I looked around and saw nothing.... Maybe I'm just going crazy... Yes! That's it!... No... I don't know...

I looked around my room and out the window, the sun had gone down and the night wind swirled around the cold air. The old oak tree branches lightly tapped the window and the wind howled loudly, I took a deep breath and yawned lightly. My eyes soon became heavy and I had trouble keeping them open, the darkness of the room soon engulfed me and I was asleep before I knew it.