Prisoner of love (masky x hoodie)

Jealousy

Above is a picture of the creepypasta OC that I used in this chapter, I got it from google.

HOODIE

Today me and masky are going on a romantic date, but first we have to get some things from the store. It shouldn't take to long, just a few things for the house.

We walk into the store, masky close behind me as I get a shopping cart. "Why don't you find some things on the list" I say, handing him the shopping list and letting him walk off as I go into the produce section. I memorized the shopping list by heart so I don't need it, but it was funny watching my sweet masky try to memorize it as fast as I did. He always tells me how smart I am and how amazing I am, I've heard it from people before but it means more hearing it from my cute little slut. I love him so much, I love his little smile, his little laugh, and his little body.

I look up as I see masky near the shopping carts again...only this time he's talking to a guy...someone is talking to my masky
...someone that's not me. I hear my sweetheart giggle at something the guy said, while I see the mans hand getting to close to masky's hand. I walk up to them, my blood boiling the entire way there. "Masky dear, who's your new friend" I say, wrapping an arm around my cute little kitten's face. Masky looked up at me with the cutest innocent look I had ever seen. "This is a friend I made before I went to high school, his name is skroll" my sweet bean said happily.

The guy waved at me but I growled, looking directly in his eyes to tell him not to touch what isn't his. I saw him smirk as he grabbed masky's hand. "I have to say masky, even after all these years you still look beautiful" the bastard said, kissing my property's hand. Masky blushed and giggled at the compliment, but I was already thinking of a way to kill this fucker. If there's one thing you have to know about me, it's that I don't like it when people touch things that are mine, and I especially hate when they try to flirt with my property, little do they know that it'll be the last choice they ever make in they're worthless lives.

"Hey skroll, you seem pretty nice. Why don't we go somewhere at talk for a while" I say, successfully hiding my anger. "masky why don't you get the rest of the things on the list, ok babe" I say to my sweetheart. He nods happily and goes of to a random isle, so precious.

I tell the man to follow me outside and he gladly does so, not knowing that I plan to kill him in the near by alley. We walk into the dark alley and I turn to him. "So What did you want to t-" he says, but is interrupted by my pocket knife going deep into his stomach. He felt to his knees as blood spilled out onto the ground, turning the concrete a crimson red. I laughed and continued to stab the bastard thirty times in the chest, him somehow still being alive and feeling all of it. I looked into his eyes one last time, telling him that he should have listened as I slit his throat, the blood spilling all over his clothes...not that it mattered now anyways.

I laughed as I through the body in the dumpster, he actually thought he could try to take masky away from me and walk off Scott free, please. If anyone were to even look at masky for to long I would have no problem mutilating they're body and leaving them in agony. Masky is mine and only mine. He will always be mine.

I sighed and calmed down as I was beginning to go back to my normal state of calmness, wouldn't want to scare my sweetheart when I saw him again. I wiped off what little blood I had on my clothes and went back into the store. I went to look for masky and found him in one of the isle, reaching for a box of cookies that I knew was not on the list, what a cutie. I snuck up behind him and wrapping my arms around his waist, successfully surprising him. "What do you think your doing love" I said, pitching one of his adorable cheeks. "I wanted a box of cookies but I can't reach it" he said, a faint blush evident on his face.

I chuckled and grabbed the box for him, putting it in the cart as we went to go pay. Him holding my hand the entire time. I love him so much...so much...so much