\Prosthetic/ Sally Face x Masked Reader

(Chpt.3) smol chapter

Y/N p.o.v

It had been almost 3 days since I've seen Sal and Larry. They haven't shown up around the apartments and whenever I knock they are always gone or off elsewhere doing something.

I've also learned that Sal had also moved in quite recently and had also solved a murder mystery while I wasn't here. That being said, neither of us had ever gone to school here yet.

I'm fine with that honestly, now I won't be the lonely new girl.

And lucky me, school starts NEXT week.

Anyways,

I woke up with the sun beaming at me. It wasn't raining for once, even though I wanted to stay in bed, if it wasn't raining, I was going outside.

I flipped the covers off and stood. My legs wobbled from cramped from how I slept. I walked over to my dresser, a huge mirror sitting on it. I hadn't noticed the mirror at first, but when I did I froze in my place.

For you see,

Ever since the incident, I hated mirrors. I trusted my foster mom to tell me if I looked well or not. And trust me, if I didn't, she would tell me.

I stared at the mirror for what seemed like hours but it had just been on my a few seconds.

My eyes scanned over myself, I wasn't wearing my mask either.

The parts and cracks that ran from my left eye down to the jawline and my blank grey right eye stuck out the most. My eye had fallen out long ago. I tried my best not to stare at the pit that was the inside of my eye. My eyes traveled from there down to my body. cut marks scarred my arms and some on my legs, I had forgotten they hadn't healed so thank God I wore a sweater and such yesterday.

I huffed and quickly ran to my bed, grabbing an extra blanket and covered the mirror. I sighed and grabbed my mask before putting it back onto my face. I strapped the back and huffed,moving hair that was in front of the eye holes. I then dressed.

Time Skip

I finished breakfast and had left the apartment room. Immediately I ran into someone somehow. I looked up and noticed it was Sal. Of course it was Sal.

"Oh Sorry Y/N." He said and I watched as his pigtails moved when he talked.

"It's quite alright." I responded.

Before he could speak again I stopped him,

"Why haven't you been home? You and Larry seem to be avoiding me." I said, hurt in my voice towards the end.

I couldn't see his full reaction but I could tell he was surprised as his eyes widened.

"No! We haven't been ignoring you actually we have been....well..." He stopped.

"You've been what?" I asked, getting a bit closer to him.

"Contacting spirits..." He finally answered.

Now any normal person would call him crazy,but lucky for me once again, I am not normal.

"Really? Cool." I said, trying to hide the four-year old who wanted so badly to squeal in excitement.

Now four year olds usually feared ghost but I mean I really was in awe at this.

"Your not gonna question it?" He said, and confusing glance piercing my soul.

"No." I said.

Remember, just be empty.

The voice came back in my head. I always tried to show no true emotions, showing weakness and cowardness ran in my family but I will stop it.

Sal stared at me, as if trying to search my eyes for emotion,but none ran through me whatsoever.

Sal's p.o.v

I was surprised at how simple and emotionless she was. It's like talking to a dead perso-....to soon.

I stared into her eyes through her smiling mask. I wondered what was under it, what happened to her to make her have to have a prosthetic like me.

Her eyes showed no emotion, none, nada.

I straightened myself and she relaxed after the tense moment.

"Ok...well then I have an idea." I suddenly smiled under the prosthetic , it shifting the process.

I could tell she knew I was smiling, maybe because I knew she had a small smile under hers as well.

"Why don't I introduce you to Megan?" I asked, my mind going back to the young ghost girl with purple hair and pale dead purple eyes.

"Sounds fun." She shrugged .

I nodded and we both began in our way.