Masky X Reader X Hoodie

Masky X Reader X Hoodie, Part 2: Bloody Murder (Yes, at 3:00 in the morning.)

SMASH.

CREEEEEAK.

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

Hearing the sound of glass smashing, you whip your head around. before you know it, the mistakable sound of CREEEEEEEAK is heard as the intruders walk through your home, the one you once sought for safety. Now, you had the choices:

(A) Jump out the window and escape.

(B) Cry pathetically and await your death.

(C) Try to persuade them to leave you alone.

Being you, you chose A. After all, you were NOT going down without a good dirty fight. However, the best weapon was a table lamp, a achient china that would smash instantly, not doing much damage. The only means of escape was out the window.

SMASH.

Well, there goes your 30$ window. Ah well, you needed to get out. Deal with it! Luckily, you were wearing black converse and a white hoodie and black pants.

WAIT A MINUTE DOES THIS OUTFIT SOUND SUSPICIOUSLY FAMILIAR

*Cough cough Jeff the Killer cough cough*

Anyhow, you turned your hoodie inside out so the black felt inside was now outside. Running through your neighborhood, you wondered,

What the hell was that about? Who were they?

Little did you know (SHUT UP I KNOW YOU ACTUALLY KNOW) that the infamous duo Hoodie & Masky had broke into your house. suddenly, out of nowhere, an echoing scream of your mother bounced off all buildings, followed shortly by your fathers. Then, your siblings scream sounded.

Flinching, you realized there was sharp pain across your back. Turning around, you saw a sizable glass shard sticking out of your back. In fact, it was probably an entire fourth of your window. But thats not what made you flinch. Looking back, you saw a trail of blood leading from your house to where you were standing, forming a small puddle. Anyone with commen sense would be able to know where you were by merely following the track. Closing your eyes, you yanked on the huge glass shard...

It didn't budge.

Instead, a tearing pain came through you, and it was so bad you wanted to just die. Curling up on the edge of the road, you gave it a final yank.

POP!

The glass shard popped out. Big mistake. With nothing to hold it back, a gushing quality of blood poured out of back. With so much blood loss, everything around you got hazy and distant. Squinting and trying not to throw up, you saw two men hurrying toward you.

"Ple-e-e-ase! He-e-elp!" you cried with your dying breath. When tread closer, you realized just who they were.

The murderers.

The killers.

The thieves.

They towered over your helpless limp body, One of then started bandaging you with bandages from a bag you haven't even realized was there, one of them started bandaging you up. The other drew his knife and yanked back his sleeve, Making a deep cut, he drew a sharp sudden breath. Pressing it against your wound, his blood regenerated your body wand the nausea and haziness went away, but a searing headache was pounding in your head. leaning against one o the men, you whispered a barely audible "Thank You..." The masked men nodded, and you slumped against him, before you felt the smooth irresistible feeling of sleep wash over your body. Your last thought was He's actually very warm... 

HOODIE'S POV

When we went into her room, the girl was gone, and there was nothing to indicate exepct for the fact the window was smashed and blood was seeping into the carpet, staining it forever. Looking out, I saw her blood track tracing over the road. Bursting outside, we sprinted after her and slowed down to a walk as we approached her limp body against the road, a humongus glass shard next to her, soaked in her blood. The pool of blood grew. The girls sweet, soft voice broke through my thoughts."Ple-e-ease! He-e-elp!"

Who could resist? Not even Masky could. Walking to our supply bag, he got out the bandages and I drew my blood from myself. Owww! That hurt. Remember, Hoodie, For the girl. For the girl. Sucking in my breath, I pressed my arm against the wound and let my blood flow through her. Best of all, some of her blood flowed into me! A drop landed on my index finder. Her blood. Taking a chance, I put it to my lips. Yum... That was good. So sweet, so innocent. Delicious. Suddenly, without warning, she slumped onto me. HOLY SHEET SHES SLUMPED NEXT TO ME AND SHES SO COLD Without thinking, put my arms around her and cradled her. Her eyelids drifted shut. Looking at Masky, he nodded. So she was. She was going to Slender Mansion.