(Sorry this took so long to update! Ive just been...procrastinating...and stuff...ugh just read the story! ~Carli) Your music was so loud that you didn't hear the door creaking open slowly...
Then a loud girl-like squeal screams over your blasting music. Instinctively you pause your music but the door slams shut before you can do anything. You giggle thinking it was probably Max forgetting you were in here. Then, a knock comes from the window. Steam covers the glass so you can't see who the person is but you open the window anyway. As you make out who it is you hug him tightly. "Toby! I th-thought you were leaving!" You sadly squeak as he wraps his arms around your waist. "Well, I did, but didn't I say I was coming back?" He sweetly says back. You nod your head slowly and realize tears prick the corner of your eyes. "D-Don't cry...I'm here now...don't worry," he says as he embraces you more. You stop your crying and let him inside. "This is where you live now?" Toby asks. "Y-Yeah, it's actually pretty nice..." you say back. "So, I heard that murder spree at the orphanage. You did a good job. You're definitely not merciful I see," he giggles. You let your hair droop over your face to hide your embarrassment. "I-I didn't mean to kill everyone! Zero did it--" you yell back with a red face but cut yourself off. "Who's Zero?" Toby questions. "U-Uhm..." you start. Good job dingus. 'Sorry!' "Zero is...uh...just don't bother...I rather not talk about it..." you say as you hang your head down. "Oh, did I bring back bad memories? I'm sorry..." Toby says as he embraces you in a hug again. You stay in that hug for a while feeling the warmth of him through his sweatshirt...
~Max's POV~

I leaned my ear against the door during (Y/N)'s conversation with this 'Toby' character. I listened in on every word, hearing how she killed the orphanage and something about 'Zero'. 'How could she kill that whole orphanage? I thought she was just some girl at the orphanage that made it out of alive...who knew she was capable of killing that many people. Should I keep this to myself or tell my parents...?' Questions were overflowing my mind as I realized I wasn't paying attention to their conversation. Sigh, what do I do?
~Your POV~
After you and Toby talked for a while chit-chatting about what's happened, he said he had to leave again. But, he promised to come to your window every day and talk to you. So you wouldn't be alone, that is. You pulled on your dirty clothes you wore before this and slowly tried to open the door. It wouldn't budge so you kept pushing. It was like someone was pushing against your force. You pushed harder until the door flung open and you flew out of the bathroom and flopped face-first on the ground. You groaned in pain and shot your head up to see who did this. Then, you say Max hysterically laughing to himself in the corner. You shot him a death glare so he stopped laughing. You slowly walked over to him ready to punch him, but instead you put your hand out for him to shake. He was confused but shakes back. "Prank war on!" You said as you let go of his grip and run to the guest room/your room. You search through your backpack and pull out your sketchbook and a pencil. You quickly jot down ideas on pranks. You were scribbling too much that your pencil tip broke and you growled in annoyance. You dash for the door but feel a gooey substance on your body as you walk out. You realize you ran into a prank, which was string covered in honey covering your doorway. You yell in anger and see Max again laughing at your foolishness. I just want to kill him already. 'Killing isn't always the option you know?' Whatever. You roll your eyes and wipe the honey off of your face and hands. You run downstairs to your 'mom' and 'dad' to tell them what Max did to you and where a pencil sharpener is. "Max did this to you?!" Barbara questions. "Max is going to be punished for this!" Robert yells. A smirk appears across your face. "And I just took a shower too!" You angrily yell. "MAX!!" Robert yells. Max slowly walks downstairs. "What do you want?" He questions. "Why did you put honey on (Y/N)?!!!" Robert screams with rage in his voice. "I-I was just p-playing a harmless p-prank!" Max stammers. "GO TO YOUR ROOM!!" Robert screams. Max runs upstairs and slams his door closed behind him. "I'm sorry you had to see that (Y/N), he won't be allowed to play on his XBox tomorrow for doing this to you. Now, the pencil sharpener's in the office down the hall and you should take another shower. Sorry for Max doing this, we'll make sure he apologizes later to you," Barbara states. You nod happily and go to sharpen your pencil. After you sharpen your pencil you bring your backpack into the bathroom with you just in case Max does something to it. As you unpack your stuff you pull the bloody hatchet out and try to clean it. It finally gets a nice sheen but there are still blood stains covering the blade. You sigh and stuff the axe back into the bag and turn the shower on. The water slowly drips but then picks up speed. As you take your clothes off you put your music back on, blasting like last time.
~After shower~
You wrap a towel around your hair and play some games on your phone. You realize you've been on your phone for an hour now and it was midnight. "Oh crap..." you mumble to yourself. You pull on your clothes, grab your backpack, and cautiously walk out of the bathroom. You're waiting to be pranked but nothing happens. You just shrug it off and go into the guest room. You flop on the bed, instantly falling asleep...