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Roy
Hearing Toby tell me stuff like ‘good job’, 'you're really good at that’, etc. makes my heart pound and makes me feel all flustered. Toby makes me flustered more than what is probably normal. To be completely honest I have liked Toby for a very long time. However, I am not sure if he even swings that way, and I don’t wanna make him uncomfortable and then mess up the connection that we share. That would be horrible.
Toby stands up next to me and walks closer to the lake’s water line. “Time to get the fish!” Before I knew it he jumped into the water and started gathering all the fish and tossing them onto the shore. “You did a great job! This will last us awhile!”
Once again I feel all flustered. He climbs out of the lake with his pants clinging to him. “H-hey Toby?”
“Mm?”
“What are you going to do about your clothes? I mean you have nothing to change into here and I don’t want you to get sick.”
“So, you're telling me I should take my clothes off?”
“N-no. I just mean-”
Toby puts his finger over my mouth, silencing me. “I know. I was just playing.”
We gathered all the harpoons and fish and brought them back to our hut and fire. Toby sent me off to go get water back at the lake. The basket that he had the berries in he wrapped in leaves to keep them clean and to save them from drying out. When I came back he had all of the fish skinned and all but two were wrapped like the berries . The two that weren’t wrapped were held over the fire as Toby slowly spun them.
“Hey Roy. Your back. Nice job on getting the water for us.” He smiles at me and places the fish down leaning over the fire. “Could you watch these for me? I'm gonna go look for some parsley to give it some flavor.”
“Sure.”
About twenty minutes later I had to remove the fish away from the fire and lay them on some clean leaves to cool down. I waited for what felt like forever for Toby to return. I know that I should trust him and think of positive possibilities , but he should have come back by now and I can’t help but feel worried.
I filled my head with all the times he was there to comfort me through any negative feelings that came upon me and closed my eyes and took deep breaths. A little bit later it started to not work anymore and I started to feel very anxious.
I wrap up the fish with the rest of the clean leaves we had and put them with the rest of our supplies and food in our hut. I then decide to go look for Toby.
“TOBY!”
I walk around the woods desperately shouting out his name. Each time I don’t hear his voice call back to me I feel my heart drop lower and lower along with the growing pit of anxiety in my gut as tears start to stream down my cheeks.
“TOBY! IT IS ME, ROY!”
I start running around looking back and forth looking for him. Switching my direction from left to right. I stop and my body starts to feel weak and forcefully starts to sway. I slowly take more steps. “Toby… if this is a joke, you win, you got me real good….ha….ha…Now please come out now….”
Eventually I hear water and a cool breeze slaps me across the face. I walk towards the sound and see a familiar bridge. Then it hit me. This leads to Elder Rose’s cottage. That bridge leads straight to Elder Rose. I can’t help but stare at it and see the memories of me and Toby crossing that bridge, and look over and think of the warmth of sleeping against him.
I’ll just ask elder Rose if she has seen him. I walk over and knock upon her cottage’s door. It slowly opens and then when I step inside and close the door behind me I take my shoes off and call out, “Elder Rose? Are you here? I want to ask you something.”
“Roy? Yes, yes come in. Sit down and we can talk.”
I do as she says and sit down. I then reach my hand over and when I don’t feel Toby’s presence it reminds me of why I came. I wipe the tears from my eyes and take a deep breath and try to gather my thoughts. Just then, Elder Rose stepped in and sat down across from me.
“Toby is not with you?”
“No…you see that is why I have come here.”
“Oh dear. Did something happen between you two?”
“Well, you see….he has disappeared and I was hoping you could help me find him….I just wish I could see him again….”
“How about you stay the night deary. It is very late and I will have people look for him tomorrow.”
“That is very kind of you, Thank you. I majorly appreciate it.”
She stands up and signs for me to follow her leading me to the same room me and Toby slept in last time I was here.
I walk inside and close the door behind me. I lay down on the painfully memorable bed and laid on my side looking at where Toby slept next to me. I reach out and grasp the pillow that his head was once laid on and bring it close to me. I feel that anxiety pit grow even more and my heart start to fall even lower and I grasp the pillow tightly trying to stop the void of him not here from growing but I was too late. A struck of loneliness hit me and I quietly started to sob myself to sleep, only being able to think about Toby.
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