𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 {𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛}

𝙐𝙣𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨

~∆ This story may be triggering to some, it contains abuse and suicide, please skip or proceed with caution ∆~

I crouched down keeping my eyes on their strange mask, I suppose that's where the name came from, or maybe it was an alias or something? Even so, what was their real name? I hummed curiously before standing up again, they were a strange individual

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It was raining again, I was sitting by the window watching the raindrops fall and combine with each other, I was trying to ignore the yelling in the other room. I sighed softly and rested my head in my arms, mom and dad always argues, it was an everyday occurrence at this point so it didn't bother me as much as it used to. I stood up as soon as I heard mom scream and the loud thud that followed, I knew what was coming next so I hid in my closet hoping he wouldn't find me

Dad had a bad habit of coming home drunk as mom put it, he would get violent and loud, he was a very scary man. I tried to keep quiet as I heard him moving things around in my room, "Where are you, you little shit!?" I moved further into the closet and covered my ears squeezing my eyes shut, I had a feeling this time would be worse than the others

I heard the closet doors swing open and I yelped as I was pulled out of the closet, I tried to pull away from him but my efforts were all in vain. I yelped once again when I was thrown to the ground, dad took out his lighter and lit a cigarette, he glared down at me "You're mother should've had a fucking abortion." He took a drag of his cigarette before crouching down in front of me

I was backed into a corner and had no way of getting away, he took his cigarette out of his mouth and looked at me, a sinister smile crossed his lips and he pressed the cigarette to my leg, I cried out in pain as he did it again and again, he'd light the cigarette again just put it out on my body, I could barely see as my tears blurred my vision, I coughed as the cigarette smoke entered my lungs and choked on my tears

He stood up and kicked my head, causing my head to bounce off of the wall. He walked past my mother who had been standing in the doorway the entire time, she walked to me and fell to her knees in front of me, she cried loudly as she pulled me close. I could barely hear anything or see anything and I started to feel dizzy, I was starting to fall asleep until I heard a smoke alarm

My father stood in the doorway once again,this time he had a gun in his hand, he pressed the gun to his head with a wide grin "See you both in hell." And with that he pulled the trigger, his brains and blood splattered across my wall and his body fell limp to the floor. My mother held me in her arms as fire spread throughout the room, I didn't know what was happening, all I knew was I was tired, so I fell asleep

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I woke up and immediately sat up, I was sweating and my body was shaky, I could feel the hot tears streaming down my cheeks and I pulled my pant legs down. I hugged myself and looked around to see I was in my bed, I brought my knees to my chest and held my head. Why did those memories have to come back again? Why did they have to haunt me? My breath was shaky and my chest felt tight

I could tell I was having a panic attack but I didn't know how to calm down in the moment, the only thing I could think about was my father's brains splattered across my wall. I squeezed my eyes shut but it only made it worse, I went to stand up so I could go get some water but I fell, my body felt achy and numb at the same time, it felt like pins and needles. I pressed my forehead against the floor and held my head

I was too far in my own thoughts to notice Masky coming in through my window, he looked down at me and his almost cheerful mood immediately changed, he slowly walked over to me and crouched down beside me, he didn't do anything, he just stayed there. Finally I calmed down just a bit and realized he was there, I looked over at him and my anxiousness washed away, now I only felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness

The tears still hadn't stopped and only got worse, I hung my head and clenched my jaw shut. He hesitantly placed his hand on my back and I looked at him again, I wiped my tears and sat up straight, he waited patiently for me to say something and when I didn't he spoke "Wanna tell me what happened?" He tilted his head to the side, I forced a smile "One question a day." He snorted "Ok smartass, ask me a question then." He sat down and I laughed softly before asking the question I'd been wanting to ask for a while now, well at least since we first met like a couple weeks ago

"What's behind the mask?" I hugged my knees to my chest and rested my chin on my knee, he sighed before shaking his head "You realize by me doing this, I'm trusting you, right?" In response I nodded, I knew he was a killer, and I knew he probably his face for a good reason, so I understood that this meant he trusted me and I needed to not break that trust. He pulled his mask down and set it beside him before looking up at me

His eyes were the same color as his hair and he had a bit of stubble across his jawline, he had a pretty strong jawline, his nose had a bandage over it and looked like it might be broken. I had to admit he looked pretty attractive, a lot better looking than what I expected, he smiled and raised an eyebrow at me "You stare an awful lot." I stuck my tongue out at him and he chuckled "Alright, your turn to answer." I sighed and nodded "Ok, I guess it's only fair, right?" I looked down as I started to fidget with my hands