Masky x Blind Reader (Continued)

Chapter 24. Under the mask

A small breeze brushes past me as everything goes silent. Not even birds chirp. My eyes widen at Jeff's question and I look away from him. "I...." before I can say anything of meaning the words die in my throat.
A small gulp and my memories play back over and over. Of the day my parents... My little brother... Were all forced from my life. The day they were killed. Everything hurts...
"I can't remember, guess its not important." I lie. Jeff looks at me a second before leaning over to me. He moves closer to my side placing his right hand on the branch brushing against my thigh. He leans closer, almost as if to kiss me, and lifts my mask slowly. He's giving me a chance to stop him, but I don't. What's the point?
My mask slides to the top of my head and he scans my expression. "Don't lie (y/n). Its not nice. How did you get them?" he asks again. I sigh looking him in the eyes. Pain fills my expression as I tell him every detail.
I already know about Jeff. In a way, he's sorta like me. House fire and all... Except slender saved him. My rescuer, was my oldest and dearest friend. But... all in all I guess we're almost the same. We're alike at most.
To be honest, I started off a troubled kid who was targeted by a house of murderers. Then my assassin decided to keep me around. Now, I kill with them. Yet, I still don't belong...
Jeff listens as I tell him the stuff no one else knows, except Masky. Masky knows. After I'm done telling him everything I smile at him. Hiding my pain comes naturally to me. Suddenly I'm pulled close. For a sociopath he seems to be actually sorry for me. Not pity but... sympathy.
I sigh sinking into the embrace. "It's ok to cry sometimes you know. I'm a murderer for fun, but it doesn't mean I don't have feelings. I've had loved ones leave me for good. I know how it is. Everybody cries sometimes ok?" he says confortingly. His voice smooth and low. My eyes water no matter how hard I hold back. It's not fair...

We return to the mansion after a few hours. But rather then heading inside we walk around back. There are logs stood upright for training. Though its nothing compared to what slender puts me through. Jeff stands beside me as I throw my knife. I hit the post multiple times, practice pays off well. I sigh slightly and relax a little, but I'm still plenty tense. Jeff hums quietly making me look over to him. His eyes soften and he jerks his head in the direction of the mansions front. I nod running over to my knife and picking it up. Then I rush back to him.
We walk around to the front door and walk in together. Once inside I'm practically attacked by a hug from sally. "Come play with my (y/n)!" she begs. I chuckle a little with a hug back. "Alright alright. Lets go," I agree. I give Jeff a pouty 'help me' face as I'm drug off by the little girl. Jeff smiles wide and gives me an evil glare. It would appear I'm on my own.... Shit.

As I sit on Sally's bed I feel tense just at the thought of being here. It's pink. Everything is pink. The dollhouse in the corner. The bed sheets and covers. All different variaties. I miss being blind sometimes haha.
Sally and I play for a little while before she sighs and stands up. "Hey (y/n)? Can I show you something?" she asks. I tilt my head in curiosity. She walks over to her closet and stands by the door, a slight blush across her face, "promise you won't tell?" she begs. I nod quietly raising an eyebrow behind my mask. She smiles slightly and opens her closet door. She takes a small box out of the corner and shuts the door. I can't help but feel curiosity getting the better of me.
"These are my favorite dolls. But you can't tell anyone I have them." she says quietly. I hold up my hands in a surrendering "I won't" and she smiles widely.
Once she opens the box I see a bunch of hand made dolls. Each one looked like..."hah! Amazing! Did you make them?" I ask.
"Mhm! This is Ben! And this one is hoodie! Eyeless Jack, and...you!" Sally beams. I pick up my doll and smile behind the mask. I brush my fingers against it and realise the mask moved. I take the mask off the doll to see extra stitching in place oh scars was across the face. The eyes were white except slight grey dots in the middle. I stroke my thumb over the dolls face a second before shaking away my thoughts. I can't help but think about nothing and every thing at once.
I look up to sally who is now smiling ear to ear pleased that I like her doll. I chuckle and shake my head setting the dolls mask back on. Then I put it back in the box and stand up. "Alright. Its late, get to bed. I've played for hours and need to stretch my legs." I say turning towards the door. I hear a small whine behind me as the brown haired girl climbs into bed.
"Good night (y/n)...."
"Good night Sally."

"Pretty good with kids huh?" Jeff jokingly nudges me as I close Sally's door. I let out a small hum before chuckling lightly. Tim comes up the stairs as Jeff gives me a small friendly kiss on the top of my head. Helps when I'm shorter than almost every one huh...
Tim gives Jeff a sarcastic looking smile and walks by taking my hand. I'm instantly pulled gently along as I wave to Jeff a bit giving him a nervously confused look and tilting my head to emphasise. He shrugs and waves back as I'm pulled to Tim's room. He opens the door and brings me inside letting go of my hand and closing the door.
"Um. What the hell was that?" he asks turning to me. "What was what?" I ask. I tilt my head a bit and he gives me a small look of disbelief. "That. Him kissing you. You not rejecting the show of affection. Explain?" he says annoyed. I let out a small sigh shaking my head. "It doesn't mean anything... To be honest I'm glad it was a kiss on the head and not a knife in the heart." I state. Jeff will kill anyone, including the creepypastas. So a little peck on the noggin, is not so bad.
Tim lets out a sigh pinching the bridge of his nose. "That's not... What I'm trying to say is I don't want you getting all...." he doesn't say much as he tries to think of the words.
"I get it. You saw another guy kiss me and now you're jealous. You don't want me getting all....touchy feely with Jeffery Hahah." I laugh out. Tim gives me a small look of embarrassment before shaking his head. "I'm not jealous of Jeff, but I will admit that you're my girlfriend/boyfriend and that kinda stings to see. And I've been almost completely ripped apart. Doesn't hurt as much as seeing that..." he explains. I feel a warmth creeping up my neck as I smile behind my mask.
"I don't want Jeff touching you
(y/n)...." he says as he steps a few inches away from me. He slowly slides his hands up and over my shoulders to the back of my neck. The warmth creeping up my neck moves moves to my cheeks. I think that's blush. Pretty sure I'm blushing.
Masky slides his hands up and over my head bringing my mask off. "I don't want anyone touching you..." he says firmly before kissing me softly on the lips. I smile sinking into the feeling a second. We part for air and he gives me a smirk knowing how much I hate it when he does that. One kiss and I'm puddie in his hands.
Not fair.

I leave his room after we talk for a bit, my mask on and lips tingling from his touch lingering there.
As I close the door behind me I feel a shadow looming over me. Said shadow shows on the wall and I turn around swiftly only to see a grinning Jeff.
"Girlfriend/Boyfriend?" he asks.
"Eavesdropping isn't nice Jeff." I state.
He shrugs and backs up. "So... How many people know about you two?" he asks. I shrug, "I think only you. I think...." I answer. Jeff hums in thought though he looks to have already made up his mind. "So, how would you react if everyone found out?" he asks. I shrug, "I'm not sure. I don't think I would mind but, I don't know about Tim." I walk past him heading to my room. "Don't tell, might not be time yet." I say with a wave. Jeff stays in place. I can almost hear a faint laugh. I guess things will just go from here... Though I do sort of wonder... Where will this lead? What's his plan? Why should I worry? There's a lot of questions... But I guess they'll be answered soon enough.
I walk to my room and open the door. Toby looks up at me and freezes nervously holding up his hands, "oh, hi (y/n)! Uh... Well this is you're room? Uh. Whoops. Must've uh..." he stutters trying to think of something. I sigh before yelling, "GET OUT YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!" and he yelps running behind me and to the door. I groan plopping on my bed face first. What am I going to do with that boy....

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