masky x hoodie

Shit

Masky's POV
I was in the room for what felt like forever, a light turned on.
The first thing I saw was slender walking towards me, he grabed me by the neck and yelled "HOW DARE YOU DISOBEY ME!" He lifted me up, almost as high as the ceiling. I look around the room, but my eyes stop at hoodie.
His arms are crossed and he seems to be glaring at me.
Slender stabs one of his (what ever those things that come out of slender's back, I can't remember the word) through my stomach.
He then drops me about 10 feet.
I land on my stomach and I cough blood as my stomach stains the floor crimson.
I pull off my, by now broken, mask
And gasp.
Slender teleports away, and hoodie kicks me in the side.
As if the pain I'm going through isn't enough.
I pass out due to blood loss.
-in dream-
It's like I'm looking through a screen door, I see BEN dragging dark link down the stairs and Jeff tying up the pasta and pulling out his pen.
-I wake up-
I look at my stomach still bleeding, but not blood by now it's black and blue oozing out of my body. I can feel my insides trying to repair but failing and causing me more pain.
I get up slowly.
I see hoodie staring at me, his gloves taken off.
His long nails sharpened to a claw.
He slowly walks towards me, chuckling. He sits down next to me and grabs my face moving his head closer to me.
Even in a situation like this my face Bursts into fifty shades of pink and red.
He lifts his mask and pecs my lips.
He pulls away and I move closer.
The pushes me down on my back and straddles me, Sitting right on my open wound. I can feel the black and blue stuff pouring out but I can't take my mind off of hoodie. He leans down and startes to bite and nibble my neck I moan and pull hoodie to my face. I kissed him passionately as if my life depended on it.
He pulls away and smirks, he sinks his 'claws' into the side of my face. Hoodie pulls all the muscle and fat off the left side of my face. I grab his arm, he smiles "hehe honey, you should know not to try and hurt me~" he grabs my left arm."luckily you're right handed" he stands up still holding my arm and puts his foot on my chest. I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder, then the feeling of my arm BEING RIPPED OUT OF ITS SOCKET!!! (Dude I've never felt that kind of pain but it's probably like, well,having your arm ripped off)
The physical pain is horrible, but nothing compared to the emotional.
Hoodie smiles and evaporates.
Just then the wall opposite of me collapses. Sketch looks at me in a pool of red, black, and blue.
Half my face is just about gone.
"HOLY SHIT!! MASKY!!" She runs towards me and picks me up.
"Are you okay?! You look worse than the others!" She exclaims.
"O-oth-ers?" I question.
"Come on. L-let's get you out of here" she puts me over her shoulder and carries me out of the room. Sketch sets me down and calls EJ over.
They speak for a few minutes, I hear EJ say 'Masky should be dead, he's lost too much blood to still be living'.
' then how is he still alive?!' Sketch sounds panicked.
I look around I see all the creepypastas except BEN, Jeff, sally, Slendy, Trendy, offendy, and splendy.
I see hoodie, 'shit'.

(Guy s I know this chapter is horrible same as the last one, but I'm just trying to get through this part of the story. Anywhoo if any of you are confuzzled about what's going on, you will just have to wait and see, because this is going to be EPIC!!)