Reasons: Part 4

Cry’s POV:
I woke up, and manouvered my mask to where I could rub my eyes, before fixing it again. Where was I? This was definitely not my bedroom. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to remember the events of last night. It all came back to me in an instant. Steven going missing, the blood on the sidewalk, and ending up here with Jack and Toby. Wait, where was Toby? He should have been sleeping beside me, but there was just an empty space where Toby had been resting peacefully the night before. Maybe he woke up before me. Maybe he was in the kitchen. He could have been an early riser for all I knew.
I got out of bed, stretching my arms and legs, before I noticed Toby’s phone on the table, and I sighed in relief. Toby wouldn’t have gone out without his phone, especially considering the circumstances. I walked out of the bedroom, and looked around a bit. Gryphon greeted me with slightly aggressive barks, probably because I reeked of cat. I shrugged it off, and continued my search for Toby.
“Toby?” I shouted, “Toby, where are you?” I searched a little more frantically now. I checked every room in the house and the backyard. He wasn’t here. Toby was not in the house. His keys and his wallet were gone, and my stomach dropped. What if he went out to look for Steven and got hurt? What if the person who took Steven got a hold of Toby too?
I felt panic rising in my chest, and my breathing became slightly erratic. Gryphon could sense my fear and panic, and he whined, laying down at my feet. I stepped over him carefully, and I ran to the front door. I whipped it open, looking around frantically. There was no sign of him.
“Toby?!” I screamed , shutting the door behind me, as I looked around the yard, and glanced down both sides of the street. Everyone that could see me was looking at me like I was crazy, but my terror was too great for me to care at that point. His car wasn’t in the driveway. There was no sign of him anywhere. Oh God, where did he go? I ran to the sidewalk, looking up and down it, and I started to run. I had no idea where I was going, but I had to find him. As I ran, I got so many strange looks from people. I still didn’t care. Toby was my top priority at the moment. I turned down a street, still running at full speed.
I stumbled to a stop after about ten minutes of running around. Toby was nowhere to be found, and I was completely exhausted. I hadn’t run this fast for this long since high school gym class, and it was definitely taking an effect on me. I shuffled on the sidewalk, heading back to Toby’s house. No one was going to like this. First, Steven went missing, and now Toby. This was not good.
I didn’t even react as a car slowed down beside me. I heard whoever was driving roll down the window. I was still unfazed, my attention focused on the cement pathway I was following. I didn’t want to deal with some random person asking for directions, or asking if I needed a ride or some bullshit like that. The only thing that stopped me was the voice that rang out, making my head snap to the driver.
“Cry? What in the world are you doing this far away from my house dressed like that?” I was shocked, my mouth agape, as my chest finally loosened from the knot it was in. I shook my head to clear my mind and break the trance I was in, before I jumped in the car and yanked Toby towards me. I heard his audible gasp, as I locked him in my arms. “Cry, what’s wr--”
I cut him off by screaming at him. “What the actual FUCK, Toby? Do you have any idea how terrified I was? You were gone and you left your phone! How much of a dumbass are you?” I was breathing heavily, and shaking, as I saw his shocked expression. “I can’t lose you, Toby. I just can’t,” Toby opened his mouth to speak, but I pushed his jaw up before pressing my lips to his. I finally relaxed, as I felt his arms go around my shoulders.
When we pulled away, I ordered him to get home quickly, which he did immediately. Once we got inside and shoved everything in the fridge, I pressed him against the wall, my mouth finding it’s way to his again. He wrapped his legs around my waist, before I brought him to his bedroom, and we crawled up onto his bed. The sheets were soon pushed out of the way, as I lowered Toby onto the bed. I started pushing up his shirt, as my lips traveled down his neck and chest. He gasped out, and I was about to venture lower, when the doorbell rang out.
We both pulled away, panting erratically, and tried catching our breath quickly. Toby recovered faster, and answered the door, before letting Pewdie and Marzia in. He then went into the kitchen to start on breakfast as I talked to the foreign couple. I had never been more relieved to be wearing a mask than right now. My face was still warm, and I didn’t have to look in a mirror to know I was blushing. Had Marzia and Pewds not shown up, Toby and I would be having sex right now. I tried my best to stay calm, and pretend that none of what just happened in the past five minutes happened.
“We called the police about the blood,” Pewdie informed me, and I was able to drag my attention from my lust to the situation at hand. “Sean and Jack are currently talking to the police about the cell phone and the location it was found. The cops suspect foul play,” he continued. Well no fucking duh there was foul play. I hardly doubt that Steven started having a period and dropped his phone, before running away into Narnia.
Pewdie and I kept talking for a bit, before Mark arrived. He sat down, taking my place, and I left Pewds to explain what was happening. I decided to venture into the kitchen, and I was thankful it had a door with a lock on it. I grinned evilly, as I quietly turned the lock to trap my fellow gamer in the room. I quietly snuck up behind him, slightly being distracted by his ass, and having to shake the thoughts out of my head before I did something I would regret.
I carefully wrapped my arms around Toby’s waist, making sure he didn’t mess up cooking. “You know, I heard the door open and close, before someone locked it. I’m not that much of a dumbass, contrary to popular belief,” Toby said, his voice laced with sarcasm. I grinned, before trailing butterfly kisses down his neck, to his shoulder, where I moved the shirt, and started sucking on the skin. One of my hands started trailing down before lightly groping his manhood.
Toby’s hands shook slightly, as he gasped out, before mewling quietly, and using the counter to hold himself up. I felt my own self being turned on by this, as I started whispering into his ear. “I wish Pewdie and Marzia hadn’t interrupted us, but no matter,” I said, huskily, as I started slipping my hand into his pants. Toby’s arms started shaking, as a louder moan started leaking from his mouth.
We both jumped when a knock was heard at the kitchen door. God damn! I know Toby’s childhood friend is missing and everyone is worried, but can’t I please fuck him before we keep going? I immediately felt guilty and scolded myself for being so selfish, before opening the door to reveal Mark.
“Hey, did you tell him about the cops?” Mark questioned. Oops.... I heard Toby ask about the cops from behind me. “Wait, if you weren’t telling him, then why were you in here with him? Why were you two alone for so long? Why was the door locked?” Mark looked between Toby and myself as I internally panicked. What if he finds out? I was about to spout out the first bullshit excuse I could think of, that I was helping him with breakfast, when Mark shrugged his shoulders. “Oh well, whatever.” He turned and left, leaving me speechless behind him. How were we friends? Oh wait, that’s right. He’s always a dumbass.
I sighed and rolled my eyes, before explaining the situation to Toby, as he finished breakfast. I saw the sparks of hope in his eyes, as a huge grin spread across his face. My chest felt like it had tightened, as I had the sudden urge to punch Steven in the face as hard as possible, before kicking him in the balls. Repeatedly. I felt guilty immediately after the thought. This was Steven. He’d never done anything wrong. He was just Toby’s best friend. It’s not like they were together, right?
I shook my head, and brought myself back to the situation at hand. There was a possibility of finding Steven alive, and for the most part, well. That’s what was important at the moment, not my own needs. Those could be easily taken care of in the shower. There was a man’s life at stake here. I swallowed, and gave Toby my best fake genuine smile. Once all of this is over, then I could go ahead and have a little fun with Toby.
I helped Toby put the food on plates, and we brought them out to Marzia, Pewds, and Mark, who were all still in Toby’s living room. We ate together, talking about anything other than the task at hand. I don’t think any of us could eat if we were talking about that. I couldn’t help but watch as Toby ate some sausage, and felt the want to have him eat a different kind of sausage. My thoughts were so preoccupied, that I’d hardly even noticed when we all finished.
I helped Marzia take the plates to the kitchen, before Sean and Jack arrived. We gathered around the dining room table to discuss a plan. We needed to save Steven, and quickly.