Chap. 1: Heavy Lies the Crown

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 —Hey Hoodie, hey Hoodie...

—What you want, Toby?!

—Take it easy. I didn't bother you for so long... have you seen Masky?

—The Operator sent him to a mission, why you're looking for him?

—Nevermind.

I was kinda bored. The three of us live in a abandoned cabin in the woods. The Operator sends us to do stuff, and that's all.

Sometimes it was boring living here, especially when the boys ignore you and tell you to piss off.

The front door was opened, it was Masky covered in blood, he was killing.

—Don't you bother me—just said that and went to his room. Woah, he knows how tempting the "don't" word is to me...

I walked away from the couch, where Hoodie was, and went straight to the stairs.

—Where are you going? He told you not to bother him—Hoodie said without even looking at me.

—No, he said "don't YOU bother me" And i know what i'm doin.

I went upstairs leaving Hoodie alone.

I was on the hallway. My room door was next to Hoodie's, and Masky's was next to the bathroom right in front of ours.

My hand stopped inches from his dooknob.

...Maybe he is too tired... i shouldn't bother him...

Masky doesn't like when i bother him... he doesn't like having me around.

I frowned and walked into his room.

He was lying on his bed, face down. The bed was a mess, he was sleeping with his clothes on and no shoes.

—You're such an asshole... —i was looking at him at his door— why do you hate me? —i said in a whisper.

I sighed heavily and left.

I couldn't see Hoodie around so he must still be downstairs, whatever.

I went into my room and got undressed ready to sleep.

But instead of sleeping, i sat on the floor in front of my mirror and watched myself for a while...

...my face...

...my body...

What's wrong with me?

I mean, why he hates me so much? I didn't do anything to him... well, nothing bad...

Well, nothing THAT bad, they're just stupid jokes, he shouldn't be so pissed.

My look went down to my neck, i looked at that little necklace that was so important to me.

I got up from the floor and went to bed. I have to stop thinking shit before sleep.

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