Creepypasta 7 minutes in heaven

Masky

As you pull out the item, you hope it isn't an actual face. No. It's just a mask. You stare down at it, and tilt your head. You realize that it's a mask, and your heart stops. It's not EJ's....that's..... Before you can finish your thought, your shoved into a dark closet. Someone is already in there, and they smile softly. "Hello Y/N. I was hoping you would get me."
"Masky?" You whisper. He smile, and pushes you up against the wall.
"Yup. Why, hoping for someone else?" You blush fiercely, and shake your head. His lips meet your neck, and he bites softly. "Like I said before, I was hoping you'd get me. I'm interested in you...Y/N..." He licks at your skin, and you shiver. "I could barely get you alone for a second to talk to you." He pulls back, and stares into your eyes. "God, I'm glad you pulled out my mask." Then his lips crash against yours, and he grips your hip, his other hand unbuttoning the buttons on your shirt. After a while of struggling with the buttons, his other hand moves to your shirt too. Your heart beats wildly in your chest, and you rip the shirt off, tugging at his afterwards. He breaks contact with you for a split second to take his shirt off, and then lifts you into the air, and shoves you against the wall again. Your legs wrap around his hips, and he kisses you roughly. He moves backwards until his back hits a wall. He bites your bottom lip, and sucks on it before letting it go. Suddenly you feel yourself falling forward, and a bright light blinds you.
"Ooooh, look! Y/N and Masky got serious in there!"
Masky glances at you, and smiles. "We'll pick this up later, I assume?"