You huffed up at the figure

"You again? You know, you're in huge trouble" you snapped, the boy jolting slightly from the fact that you weren't screaming, or running.
"That was my friend you know! My only God damn friend!" You shouted. He opened his mouth to speak but you held up your hand
"Save it, you owe me so fucking much right" you growled. The boy sighed and you shook your head, realizing you were still back against his chest you moved away and faced him.
"Anyways, what the hell are you doing out here? Why are you killing people? Who are you? My name's Y/N by the way-" you rambled on, you ADHD making you totally forgot about your dead friend. You stopped as the boy twitched suddenly, his neck cracking at an inhuman angle
"I-I know who y-y-you *twitch* ar-r-e" he stuttered.
"Of course you do, hey, what's wrong with your neck?" You questioned carefully, aware of the axe in his hand
"I-I-its nothing. I just h-h-have tourettes" he sighed. You shrugged half heartidly
"That kinda sucks.... Hey. Um, so what's your name?"
"I-I-I'm Toby, but everyone else calls me Ticci T-Toby" His mask lifted in what you assumed was a smile. You nodded
"Like I said, you owe me Toby but uh, I'm about to start freaking out now" you laughed slightly
"I'm just going to kinda leave now" you sighed, your eyes darting down as the loss of your friend was finally registering in your brain. You then walked away, pulling out your phone and dialing 911