Toxic-Human Qurantined Fanfic

Warning: MAJOR PROFANITY (and a bit of sexual themed things: not in great detail)

''Some ask Toxic: "What was your life like before you joined Quarantined?" The thing is, Toxic never likes to speak about it. He always just looks away, and doesn't speak to you for an hour or two. So, for everyone that has wondered, here it is.''

It had been a week since dad died.

Our mother had left me and my brother quite a long time ago, and everything was blurry and hard to remember. We got along well when we were kids, in a good relationship. I always had my older brother to protect me. Who knew it would turn into something much worse.

Even today, we slept in the same bed. I was always curled up to him, asleep. I let out little noises except for a few faint moans and grunts from my dreams or nightmares. He always had wrapped an arm around me. I remember what we were now. Brother was about twenty around this time: and I was thirteen.

I woke up the next morning, quickly sitting up. He wasn't there next to me. Even today, I don't remember his name. He had made a decision, one that I never expected. I got out of bed, slipping on my shoes and walking into the living-room. We couldn't afford much, so there wasn't much electronics. I didn't even have a god-damn phone. School was a pain, but luckily this was summertime. Despite this, my life was still fine and I was slightly happy with it.

My brother walked into the room with a piece of toast in his mouth. He sat down eggs and bacon next to me. I smiled and nuzzled him when he sat down next to me. I leaned onto him, and began to eat the bacon, shoving it into my mouth. He smiled and laughed a bit.

"Your turn for dishes," He said after I had finished eating. I stared at him and nodded, walking out of the room.

Because there was only two of us, there wasn't much dishes. I scrubbed everything until they were perfect. I heard footsteps behind me, walking closer and closer. I whipped around, and so my brother walking towards me.

"W-what do you need?" I smiled and waved. He grabbed me by the scruff of my shirt, leaning down towards me and shoving me down. He put a gag on me, and I let out a muffled scream: "What the fuck?!"

I'll spare you the details of what happened.

WIP