From one proxy to another proxy [Ticcimask]

Chap. 12: Tell Me You Fucking Need Me

Masky narrates 

As soon as i put a foot in the kitchen i had Hoodie yelling at me about getting a new car because the last one —that i also got— wasn't working. 

—Why me?! I got the last—i yelled back.

—You were the last to use it! 

—And how you know it's broken?!

—I don't, i'm not a mechanic! It just ain't working! 

—Fine, i'll get another one, again! Just shut up. 

I finally agreed to do it to shut him up, he's a pain in the ass.

I sat on the couch ready to smoke but that dick took my pack of cigarettes.

—Now!

—Shit Hoodie...! 

I got up to give him what he deserved but was distracted by Rogers' presence. 

—Why are you arguing? 

—Because lazybones doesn't want to do his tasks. 

—That's not true...

—Then go! Take Toby with you.

I looked at the aforementioned for a few seconds and turned my gaze back to Hoodie. 

—Don't need him—i noticed he raised his eyebrows in surprise at my response. 

—Toby go with him—he completely ignored me.

—Hey! I said...

—And don't do anything stupid. You're in charge—he said as he gave Rogers a friendly pat on the back.

What the hell?! I'm more responsible than him, so why is he in charge?! 

—Shall we? —asked with a big smile.

With my most bitter face, i walked in front of him. 

The two of us walked through the forest in the dark.

The only sounds i could hear were owls... and Rogers' steps behind me.

—Come here—i pulled him by the arm and made him walk next to me—, you were driving me crazy back there...

He didn't say a word. Who's this? Since when Rogers is so quiet? 

—Finding a new car is the worst task, we have to walk to the city, don't wear masks, be careful so no one catches us while we're stealing it... and even worse we have to follow Hoodie's orders! —i'm still mad, he thinks he's the boss!

And once again, silence. I was talking alone.

Fuck you Rogers.

We kept walking in silence, it pissed me off a little. 

After a long and quiet walking we made it to the city. We were in front of the supermarket.

—Finally!

—Oh, he speaks! Woah!

—Let's get the car and come back—he said and started to walk but i put my hand in his shoulder.

—There's no rush, follow me.

After a few seconds i could hear his footsteps behind me, like he hesitated following me.

Asshole.

We went inside the supermarket and walked through the aisles. 

—Are we gonna steal something? —he asked in whispers.