It's all your fault (Masky x reader)

Chapter 1: darkness

*picture not mine*

The song basically fits perfect with this chapter and book

Song: dead bite by Hollywood undead

Before you read this book I would like to say that Brian/hoodie and masky/Tim are going to be proxies of slenderman. I know that in marble hornets there trying to get away from him and stuff but this is just easier for me to write also their not going to be like crazy crazy crazy torturing people 24/7 cuz there are some books where they torture like everyone.

*WARNING this part contains killing skip if your uncomfortable! (In my option it's not that bad and not as bad as I read but for the 5year olds that will report this book because it's too scary or something I have to put up warnings everywhere) if your uncomfortable reading this kind of things then skip this part or not read this book if your also uncomfortable with killing then that's also a problem. look for the warning ending if you choose to skip*

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3d person POV *around half an hour before present time*

If you had asked me 'what's the scariest part part of depression?'

I would answer;
The scariest part is not feeling the loneliness
Or the darkness that fills you
Despite the looming pain of emptiness

The scariest part is the realization
That you have lost yourself completely
Sinking in as you lay awake at 2am
Because you lost the ability to sleep
And you can't even cry
Because you don't even care. 

The (H/c) 23 year old girl sat on her bed playing with a recently sharpened dagger. The black handle and the silver blade stood out in the darkness of her room. "Kill them" "they caused you pain" "they made you like this" "KILL THEM" "watch there blood spill out of their body's when you stab them" "do it" "do it" "do it" "DO IT!" The voices screamed in her head. She knew never to listen them but today, was almost like she lost her sanity. She finally gave up and listened to them. She listened to the devil.
She smiled a crazy and twisted smile and took the gun that laid under her bed and put it in her pocket. With knife in hand she walked out of her room and looked for her 'sisters' door. She crept up to the door. She then gently and silently clamed her hand over the knob and turned ever so quietly. It was very early in the morning around 6:00am so she expected everyone to be still sleeping. Last night the family, well not including (Y/n) had a fire in the fireplace since their furnace broke down so this was the perfect time to do the dirty deed. She opened the door ever so slowly making sure not to make a sound. She then let go of the door knob and crept inside the blue walled room, well blue for now. She went right beside her 'sisters' bed and smiled insanely at the sleeping form beneath her. She always hated the way her 'sister' acted so perfect and pretty and smart it was truly disgusting. Her 'sister' would body shame her because she wasn't pretty enough or skinny enough, even though you could clearly see her ribs through her shirts and all she wore was extra small and small sized clothing. Today (Y/n) had enough and it was time to get revenge. She then slowly pulled down the covers down to her 'sisters' waist, luckily she was a heavy sleeper along with her 'dad'. The (H/c) girl then quickly pushed her hand over her 'sisters' mouth and smirked when her 'sister' opened her eyes wide. "Good morning, sister." (Y/n) spat the words out like venom. "I hoped you had a wonderful sleep but now I think you should go back to sleep and never. Wake. Up. Again." (Y/n) said with a creepy smile then raised her dagger and saw how her 'sisters' eyes widened in fear. Oh how she loved that look. Then she stabbed the dagger into her neck and heard her 'sisters' muffled screams. "Bye bye 'sister'." (Y/n) said with the same insane smile she had on her face when she walked in her 'sisters' room. She then brought up the dagger again and plumaged it into her 'sisters' chest while watching the blood ooze out of the stab wound. She watched as her now dead sisters eyes roll to the back of her head and her body went limp in the bed. (Y/n) smiled then pulled the knife out hearing the skin and muscle rip as she did so. She then look at the wall and saw the red splats of blood on it. She then took two finger and dipped it into her sisters corpse and into the stab wound coating the two fingers in blood and brought it up to the wall. She then wrote with her sisters blood 'they'll never wake up again'. She smiled at her 'work' and walked out of her 'sisters' room and crept towards her parents room while singing and humming quietly..
"One, two coming after you.
Three, four better lock your door.
Five, six get a crucifix
Seven, eight better stay up late.
Nine, ten never sleep again"
By the time she finished humming the song she was at her parents door. She opened the door very quietly and walked towards the bed where her 'parents' were sleeping. She decided to kill her mother first because she is not a heavy sleeper and might wake up when she kills her dad. With the same insane smile on her face she crept over to the side where her mother sleeps. She decided she'll kill her mom fast while after she'll make her 'dad' suffer a little. She quickly put her hand to her 'mother's' mouth then swiftly stabbed her over, and over again, watching the blood come out from the wound. Then (Y/n) went over to the other side of the bed and saw that her 'dad' was still sleeping. He was the reason why she had so many broken bones, bruises and why she was like this. She smiled and swiftly grabbed his hands and pinned them over her 'dads' head and starting slightly cutting his wrists. Her 'dads' eyes shot open and before he could scream the (H/c) girl covered his mouth with her free hand. "Good morning.~" (Y/n) said insanely. "Now it's time for my payback." (Y/n) said as she then she cut off one of his legs and she listened to his muffled screams. Already her 'dad' was starting to feel light headed and drowsy. Then the (H/c) girl said. "Hope you never wake up again." Then all it took was a swing of her dagger to his neck and he was dead. She then grinned at both of her 'parents' body's and then went downstairs to the tv room/family room. She walked over to the fireplace and grabbed the match box that was on top of the fire place and took a match out. She striked a match at the side of the box and the match lit up with a flame then she threw the match into the fireplace and watched the flames grow and dance in the dark. She felt so much better that she killed them. All the rage and pain that was inside of her was released and she finally felt.. normal? She then went upstairs into her room and took off her bloody clothes and put on new ones. She threw a pair of navy blue jeans, a black t-shirt and a adidas black sweater over the t-shirt. She took her bloody clothes and threw them into the fire. Then she went downstairs and found a gasoline container and she put it upstairs in the tv room. She then went upstairs and back into her room and started packing because today was the day she finally felt Atlanta and drove off to Alabama where she could room with her friend, (F/n).

*WARNING STOPS HERE*
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(Y/n) POV  *Present time*

The cold morning wind blowed outside my window as I was packing everything of importance into my bags. I shivered as I felt someone watching me through my window, but every time I check no ones there.

It was now around 6:45am and I was packing my bags to get ready for the car drive to Alabama to move in with my friend, (F/n). After I murdered my family I can finally go and leave this place behind.
I wanted to make sure I got everything packed because this house will be no more after I throw the match to the floor. Making sure I packed everything into a big soccer duffel bag, I zipped up the bags and put them beside my door. I didn't pack much because I don't have much. Clothes, sketchbook, water bottle, pencil case full of pencils and markers, a couple of books, my 3DS and games and a ring that I got from my grandmother before she died, that's all I packed.

(The ring^^^ if you want to know, the ring is from Pandora and it's from the Pandora Rose collection. I actually bought that ring a couple of day ago:) update: I actually lost it a week after I bought it :,) )

I then grabbed my Fjallraven Kanken backpack and put the water bottle, the 3DS and earphones/headphones into it and zipped it up and put it beside the soccer duffle bag. I then took my phone and wallet that was on my bedside table and put the phone into my sweater pocket and my wallet into the jean pocket that didn't have a handgun in it. I grabbed both bags and went downstairs and went to the front door. I opened the door and walked outside.
As soon as i stepped outside I was greeted with the cold morning air and the sound of birds singing. I walked up to the grey Honda Civic and opened the trunk and threw everything in. I then walked back inside and got the houses spare keys that was on a purple lanyard and put it around my neck. I went back upstairs into the tv room/family room and saw the fire slowly dying. I took the pack of matches and put it into my sweater pocket I then grabbed the gasoline containers and poured it all over he house.
Finally I was done and standing at the door with the pack of matches in my hand. I striked another match and threw it into the puddle of gasoline that was on the floor and near the door. The fire quickly rose up and reached the ceiling and started spreading everywhere. I quickly shut the front door and ran to the car and opened the drivers side door open and jump inside the car. I started the car up and then quickly drove away.
Away from my burning home.
From my burning neighbourhood.
Away from everything.
Not even looking back once.
Not noticing a mustard yellow hooded figure standing on the sidewalk at the side of my house watching my car drive away.

Not caring once.

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A/N Finally done this chapter. Im so sorry if updates are slow because I'm dealing with a lot of shit and it's absolutely terrible not even the hospital will help me. I maybe or maybe not have the.. *cries*. But cmon the hospital WONT HELP ME It's buLLSHIT LIKE CMON PEOPLE IM COUGHING UP BLOOD 24/7 AND NO ONES DOING ANYTHING ABOUT IT! Anyway thanks for reading and now for the next chapter! :3 yeet

Word count: 1975 :)
Edited!<3