"What happened to you?" Yandere Masky and Hoodie {MH} X Reader

Chapter 1 : Back to where it started

 Sometimes they where sweet notes. "I can't wait to hug you when this is over"

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{Chapter 1 : Back to where it started}

I got out of my small 1990 blue Honda Accord, "That is one trip I never want to make again," I sighed, lighting up a cigarette that I desperately needed. The smell, and sight of the woods, made part of my brain freeze. The last time I went into the woods in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. I was chased out by a pipe wilding maniac, I think if I had I stopped I wouldn't be here today. I don't know why of all the apartments I could have picked from I had to chose the complex next to the fucking woods. However like a dumb-ass here, I am back where it started. The thought of running into the gang makes, my panic I have ten times worse. I know the last time they saw me I was so "normal", any normal person would think that, they wouldn't remember or recognize them. Part of me hopes that is true but I know with my luck they still would. I mean its only been 3 almost 4 year since they saw me, and a lot had changed. I'm not nearly as small as I used to be. After the whole stalker and events in the woods, I defiantly put on some muscle. I'm still mid panic when the sound of the moving trucks breaks being applied pulls me from my thoughts. My stepdad is a fairly big man, being about 6'2 and 200 some pounds. He looks super scary but in reality wouldn't hurt you unless you gave him a reason. He threw such a fit when I started to move saying if my Bio dad wasn't going to help then he was. It's not like I put up much of a fight, I definitely needed the help with the move. I walk over to the truck with a huge smile on my face "Hey Dad, the apartment number is #13, if you want to follow me so we can get it unlocked and start moving me in." He smiles back and put the truck in park, and shuts it off. He jumps out of the truck, and goes in for a hug I quickly back away. "I just got a new tattoo, on my chest I can't really hug you right now. how about a fist bump instead?" He frowns but gives me the fist bump reluctantly, I finish smoking by now and all I hear him grumble is "You know those things kill right?" I ignore his comment and head to my apartment key in hand. I unlock the door and swing it open. It's a small 1 bedroom apartment with a balcony its nice, cheap, and does what I need it to do. nothin' more nothin' less.

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We get my bed set up and all my stuff moved in. It only took us about an hour, I guess that the joy of not owning a lot of stuff. What can I say I'm a traveler at heart. "Why didn't you bring a couch you had one in your last place." My stepdad says well he sits on the floor. I chuckle and think 'how the hell are you going to get off the ground dad.' "It was my roommates and I won't be in the apartment much anyways. I really just need a place to sleep so I don't have to sleep in my car again." There is a sigh from the ground where my stepdad is sitting, he is very out of breath, it doesn't help I live on the top floor. "I don't understand why you had to move back here of all places. the last time you lived here your mom and I got a call from you freaking out saying somebody was chasing and stalking you." Just then the memories the I had learned to repress through therapy and the amount of work I have done on my body, came flooding back, and there I was standing in the woods camera in hand filming a scene that was so desperately wanted by Alex. That might I add he never used because I almost fucking died. Then the hooded man is there just in the distance I feel his eyes staring holes in my head. Before I can say anything, he is running at me with steel maybe lead pipe in hand, it is covered in what I'm pretty sure was blood, "Run......Run little birdy" That voice is so cold and robotic. I turn on my heel and run. I trip on a small rock but I don't stop. My lungs burn, my legs ache but I don't stop. If I stop I'm DEAD

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My stepdad brings me back to the real world and away from that memory. Away from the time that when I needed my friends most, they chose to not to believe me. "Hey kiddo you doing okay?" He gets off the ground slowly and approaches cautiously, he knows when I'm having a flash back, I tend to swing if I'm not given time to come back. "Yeah.......yeah I'm fine. I was just having flashback, sorry if I scared you" He puts a hand on my shoulder. I pat his hand, and I pull myself from his grip. I walk to the balcony and think of all the times Tim and I would smoke on his. Laughing, talking, and most of all making all of his neighbors wish he never moved in. The chilly fall air helps me calm down. My step dad is close behind me, and clears his throat before he speaks "I think I should get going, and get the moving truck back before we have to pay for another day of it." He has a soft smile on his face. I know he is worried about me, but I know I can hold my own now, and there is nothing to say that they all still live here. Plus that hooded guy is probably behind bars or something. "Yeah probably Dad, drive safe don't let the monsters get you." A laugh slips from my lips as I make a scary face. "Ohhhh no I'm so scared, Love you kiddo. Be safe if you need anything your Mom and I are just a call away." Yeah and a few states if something happens you aren't going to get here in time, we part ways and keep smoking, I hear the front door close and I sigh. "Maybe just maybe, this job will lead to more opportunities." I say to no one knowing for the first time ever I'm alone and on my own. No roommates, no friends, just the memories that keep me up at night.

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{Authors note}

Let me know what you guys think of the first chapter. Bye for now