You Taste like Cheesecake (Masky)

Chapter Two

-destinys pov-

I woke up being held against someone's chest. I tried to look up and see who was holding me, but the person shifted and held me tighter.

What happened? how did I get back to my house? And who the hell is holding me?

The person moved again to where I could see his face.

Well, I'd be able to see his face if it wasn't covered by a mask.

Masky.

All the memories from the previous night flooded back to me. Masky saved me from Slenderman. But why did he save me? And why is he HOLDING ME?!

I carefully slipped out of his grasp and backed up against the wall on the other side of the room. I'm going crazy. There's no other explanation for this. Slenderman isn't real. Neither are Masky, Hoodie, or any of the other Creepypastas.

"I'm just crazy..." I mumbled, putting my face in my hands.

"No you're not."

My head jolted up to see Masky sitting in front of me. I tried to back up further but I was already up against the wall.

"Why are you scared of me?" he said.

"You're not suppose to be real," I said. "None of you are."

"We're all real," said Masky. "Me, Hoodie, Slendy, Jeff, BEN, everyone."

"Why did you save me from Slenderman?" I asked. Well that was straight forward.

"Because..." said Masky. "I've been watching you since your parents and sisters died. I know the killer was never caught, but that is because it was BEN that killed them..."

BEN killed my parents...HELL NO. If I ever meet him, I think I'll kill him.

"Why were you holding me?" I asked.

"I ummm..." said Masky. "No reason?"

LIES!! There's got to be a reason. You don't just randomly hold a girl for no reason whatsoever.

"Alright..." I said.

"So...will you be my friend?" said Masky. WHAT THE HELL?! He's a killer! Keyword: KILLER! He's suppose to stalk me and kill me! Not that I want that to happen, but still! What kind of killer is friendly?!

And being my idiot self, this is what I said: "Yeah, I'll be your friend."

"Really?!" Masky yelled. He's excited?

"Yeah," I said. "Really."

"THANKS!" He threw his arms around me and hugged me.

I started blushing really hard. WOAH. WOAH. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN. WHY ARE YOU HUGGING ME?!

He realized what he was doing and let me go, probably blushing under his mask. "Umm let's just pretend that didn't happen."

"Agreed."

Okay. I'm friends with a killer. I guess I can accept that.

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CHAPTAH TWO!!! Hai guys. So...how's life...good? good.

I don't know what else to put in here, SO

Have a nice week day month your life and enjoy my suckish writing :)