~roomies~ The Puppeteer x Bloodypainter

Chapter 2

Bloodypainter/Helen POV:

*SLAM*
The door slammed hard. Jonathan left me on the bed in utter shock. I sat up still shocked, My knee shook my leg as tried to process what happened just a minute ago. I decided I'd keep my mask off as.. the other person wasn't in the room with me any longer.

I picked up my sketch book and put on my headphones. I sat on my bed against my pillow with both my legs crossed. I switched to a playlist I liked and continued sketching with a straight face. I drew what I felt, drawing helped me cope with emotions. I have no one but myself, my paintings, and my sketchbook. nothing else matters to me... and im okay with that. It will stay that way. The way its always been.

though sometimes a wonder how it would feel having someone who cares.

Puppeteer/Jonathan POV:

Was I a bit harsh? fuck no. I told him to stop, he should've listened. I groaned out loud, and calmed down. I shouldn't be mad for no reason.. but I really hate when people call me by my first name. I cant stand being called that anymore.

I walked outside and sat on a wooden chair on the porch where EJ/eyeless jack was also sat at.
"beer?"
he stretched his arm waving a beer infront of me. One beer cant hurt anyone? I took it and thanked him. I took a sip and slowly drank the rest.

"hows it been with your new, ya know, roomie."
I sigh
"well its alright."

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After half an hour of drinking more and more, after all who stops at one? I found myself stumbling back up to my room holding myself up by the railway while I walked up the stairs.

Bloodypainter/Helens POV:

I was painting on a canvas until I heard the door creek open, I quickly put my mask back on, I turned my head to see Jonathan stumbling into the room muttering something that was too quiet and messed up to hear. he stumbled to his bed and plopped onto it. He practically bellyflopped stuffing the pillow into his face. I removed my mask again.

I stared at him for a moment as he drifted away into a deep sleep. I chuckled a bit. he sure does sleep a lot doesn't he? I heard him start to snore quietly and I continued painting.

I finished with most of it, I needed to let it dry..and get more paint... so I stepped into the restroom, I decided to shower. After I finished I put on a loose shirt and sweatpants for bed. I slipped into my covers and drifted off as well.

3rd person POV:

Jonathan woke up with a throbbing headache he sat up on his bed trying to concentrate on one thing but couldn't.
"aughh.."
he yawned loudly waking up Helen on the opposite side of the room. Helen rubbed his eyes then stretched his arms in the air. He woke up and went to the restroom to freshen up and change into his usual clothing. Helen opened a window and climbed out to a roof type area.
"where are you going?"
Jonathan asked curiously staring at him.
"I need more paint, and you haven't showed me around so I don't wanna get lost."
Jonathan, who still had a headache laid back face down making a noise that sounded like 'okay'
Helen continued out looking for "paint"

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Helen returned through the same window to see Jonathan still asleep on his stomach. He sighed and went over to place his mask on the bed and finish his painting. He played music as he did and hummed to the tune of it.

after about 30 minutes Jonathan awoke, he went to the restroom then walked over to Helen who was still painting. he looked at helens painting.
"that painting is ass"
Helen turned to look at him annoyed.
"Its not finished yet you dipshit"
he says angrily, Jonathan chuckles and pokes his nose.
"I was joking stupid."
Helen rolls his eyes and continues to paint.
"It is nice tho. what is it?"
"Its a painting of me and a friend. a.. childhood friend." he doesn't take his eyes off the painting as he speaks, only continuing to paint.
"hm. okay."
Jonathan examines it closely
"comfortable with showing your face now?"
Jonathan laughs at him and Helen scrunches his face in anger.
"you already forced my mask off and have seen my face, no point in hiding it anymore. you also bruised my wrists."
"heh-"
nods then walks out the room.
Helen still continues to paint in the silence of the room.

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the door creaks open.
"uh hey..? "
Jonathan enters the room quietly with a plate of food in his hands.
"you didn't come down for lunch so I uhm.. brought you some.."
"well you never told me where the dining room was at."
Helen says annoyed.
"oh haha- whoops-"
he walks over and places it on the desk.
"whos that"
Jonathan says pointing to the other boy in the painting.
"I already told you, Its my childhood friend you slowness."
"oh- uh well.. nevermind."
Jonathan rubs the back of his neck. the boy looked similar to him when he was alive and younger
"guhhh.... ill show you around if you want.."
Jonathan said a bit embarrassed.
"that would be nice."
Helen puts his paint brush in a small bucket of water, grabs a piece of bacon off the plate Jonathan brought him..and his mask, then followed the taller male out.

Jonathan shows him the most important rooms and then where some of the rooms of the other creepypastas are at.

Bens POV:

"stupid puppeteer.. stupid maids dress.. stupid jeff.. "I mumbled to myself. I will get revenge.. one way or another..
"OW"
I bumped into the puppeteers chest and hurt my nose pretty bad, he was with the new dude, they were walking down the hallway.
"watch it Jonathan."
"tsk." jonathan death stared at him.
Thats when it struck.. the perfect revenge plan. I pushed him out my way and ran to my room to write it down before I forget, like 85 percent of all my other revenge plans.
"this is perfect."
I chuckle to myself.

Puppeteer/ Jonathan POV:

"E. Jack shares a room with toby.. candypop and jttm.. ben shares a room with jeff.. masky is with hoodie.. L. Jack is with jill.. jane is with nina.. ahh.. you're with me.. lulu is with lazari and sally.. don't go into slenders office without permission.. ahh Theres probably more but I can't remember em all.."
"OW"
Ben bumped into me.
"watch it jonathan."
he stared at Helen then back at me,
"tsk" I stared him down.
then he smirked and ran off.
"What was all that about?"
I turned around as ben ran off to who knows where.
"whatever..? So! do you know where everything's at now?" I turned to face the masked man.
"yep, thanks"

We both walked back into our room and Bloodypainter walked off onto his bed.
"Uh soo.. Bloodypainter.."
"you can call me me helen. I-I dont mind."
"okay then. Helen.. uh listen.. Im sorry about Uh yesterday.."
I looked down at my laps in embarrassment.
"Its.. fine I suppose.. Its in the past, lets forget about that"
there was a short pause.
"Yeah okay Im glad.. I also might have over reacted"
I chuckled a bit.
"right. Im sorry too, I shouldn't have crossed that line, and called you a name you didn't want to be called."
Helen sighs and takes off his mask, then lays down on his pillow with his hands behind his head.
"so we're cool now?"
I said looking back at him
"we're cool."
he looked back at me and gave a small smile. his mask was on the table beside him so I could see him smile sweetly at me. He turned to his side and slept.

♡chapter 2 end.

-grim