Chapter 7: New Beginnings

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~An Eyeless P.O.V.~

"Oh my Zalgo..." I mouthed, collapsing on my bed.

What have I done...

I can't believe this! I really need to control myself, Oh my Zalgo, Oh my Zalgo, OH MY ZALGO. Now I'm all excited! What the fuck!? UGH!

I wish I had better control over myself. I could've just... taken him right then and there. And then what? I'd get both our asses killed for not being professional fucking proxies! I slapped myself, a little too hard but at the moment, I didn't care. I deserve this... That was so wrong... But, Oh Zalgo, it felt so right. Did I cause a fight between Hoodie and Masky? Like I care about Masky, pfftt...

I sat up and studied my hands. I can't wait until the day that large, rough grey hands can be laced with soft, small, pale white hands. Maybe I'm wrong for having a crush on him. Maybe I'm wrong for trying to take him away from Masky and maybe I'm wrong for touching him like that. If I'm wrong, why does it seem like I'm right? Why does it feel right to hold and protect and think about him? Why...?

"MASKYHOODIEBENEYLESSJACK! LUNCH IS DONE!" Jeff screeched up the stairs.

I yelped. Horrid Zalgo that bitch scared me! Hmm... I wonder if I should go down and face Hoodie after that. I shook my head and thought better of it. I'm going to wait. When he's comfortable with seeing me, he'll come and get me. That'll be soon, right?

I sighed and grabbed my favourite Shinedown CD. I put it in the stereo and pressed play and let 45's haunting melody take me into a world of my own.

Send away for a priceless gift... One not subtle, one not on the list. Send away for a perfect world. One not simply so absurd... In these times of doing what you're told... Keep these feelings, no one knows. What ever happened to the young man's heart? Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart... And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45, Swimming through the ashes of another life... No real reason to accept the way things have changed... Staring down the barrel of a 45...

I don't know why I love this song. I guess because it talks about a young man having his heart just fall apart right before his very eyes. and that's what I was feeling at the moment. I just want to apologize to Hoodie and hold him and explain that what I did wasn't in my own control, that I was acting on animal instincts and that I wouldn't have hurt him. That's what I ended up doing, anyway, though. I'm such a fucking idiot.

Meanwhile, downstairs...

"Where's EJ? Doesn't he want lunch?" Jeff asked his fellow friends, tilting his head.

"That means more food for you, Jeff," Ben said between bites of his sandwich.

"Oh well, nevermind. Tell him to stay upstairs, will ya?" Jeff joked, nudging Ben's arm.

"Th-that's rude. Maybe Jack wants s-something to eat," Hoodie added, crossing his arms.

"Why don't you take your New Lover something then, Mrs. Eyeless?" Jeff teased, flicking a pea at Hoodie.

"Uh oh! Don't say that, Jeff! Might make Masky throw a temper tantrum," Ben giggled, playfully slapping Jeff's arm. Masky sat there, unphased. Hoodie sighed and got up, fixing Jack a plate. He shot Masky a smile and received one back as he went up the stairs, up to Jack's room.

Bury all your secrets in my skin. Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins. The air around me still feels like a cage and love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage... again...So if you love me, let me go and run away before I know. My heart is just too dark to care. I can't destroy what isn't there. Deliver me into my fate- If I'm alone I cannot hate. I don't deserve to have you... My smile was taken long ago, If I can change ... I hope I never know...

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