Broken(Masky x Reader x Hoodie)

Chapter five. 🥔🥕🍗🌮

Y/N
The sun set. I sat on Hoodie's bed. The tips of my finger gently touched the fluffy blanket.

I slumped down and let my arms rest on the fabric.

Questions flew through my mind.

Why am I here?

Who are they?

What was that thing that attacked me?

My fingers went through my silky hair.

Then my hand went to my heart.

Am I in love?

I hit the bed with my fist. Damn!

Why would I fall in love with a killer. This is terrible!

I groaned. A familiar pain in my stomach came back.

Aw come on. I'm hungry. AGAIN

I sat up and looked at the close door.

Did he say not to go out? Eh I don't remember.

I stood up and just did it. I opened the door just a tiny bit to peek out.

The place seemed silent and there wasn't anyone outside.

I quietly tiptoed outside and shut the door silently.

BUT SADLY IF YOU WERE TO SLOWLY CLOSE THE DOOR IT WOULD MAKE A SQUEAKY CREAK.

*creaaaak*

Nooo! Ahh! Run for it I've been spotted.

I jogged downstairs even though I wasn't sure if anyone even heard that.

The mansion was still quiet.

I walked with caution.

My eyes scanned the area as I slowly made it to the room where Hoodie brought out food for me.

As I entered my jaw opened.

It was a beautiful large kitchen.

There was a gigantic white fridge. A new looking microwave.

Three stoves.

Many cabinets.

The tips of my fingers touched the smooth wood of the cabinets as I examined it.

I broke out of my phase and hurried to the refrigerator.

I hope they have something.

As I opened the refrigerator door a wave of cool air flew into the room.

I stared in the fridge.

Eggs, milk , juice, pop, a opened coke can, ham, vegetables in bags, a untouched cake in a transparent plastic box, leftover.. steak?

I looked through everything. I softly closed it as I sighed.

I kinda crave... chips.