Deranged Encounter//Proxies X Reader

Chapter 2

??? POV

I hastily walked outside clutching my hatchets as I made my way towards Tim, who was busy putting out his cigarette. Brian had gotten himself injured, so I had to go on patrol with Tim. Both during the day, and at night. Which Luckily I didnt mind.

"H-Hey T-T-Tim, r-ready for patrol?" I said ticking throughout my sentence and the silence.

"Ready as I'll ever be. Come on, let's get this over with" Grumbled Tim, as he slipped his mask on. He then began to make his way to the entrance of the woods. My constant ticking was the only thing filling the silence.

Yeah.. he definitely couldn't stand me.

We waited about twenty minutes before we heard footsteps. Which were right on time since it was around the time kids get out of school. I eagerly watched, waiting for the person to come into my field of view.

There walked girl, she had (H/L) (H/C) hair, (S/C) which looked absolutely flawless, and these unforgettable glowing (E/C) eyes.

Unbeknownst to me, the masked man beside me had felt the same exact way.

'Too bad a girl like that is way out of my league' I thought to myself as I continued to stare intently at her.

"Hey freak! Thought you could run from me?"

A shrill annoying voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked to see another girl with long straight dark hair, green eyes filled with hatred, and pale skin covered in freckles.

The girl I was previously admiring turned around to face the newcomer. A look of horror spread across her features as she stopped in her tracks.

Within seconds the loud girl pushed her to the ground, successfully scraping the poor girl's hands. All of a sudden, the girl from before had her phone taken right out of her pocket.

"I must admit, you showed a lot of bravery today, for a loser. But you should learn not to mouth off to me. Afterall you are nothing but a dumbass nobody!"

There goes that annoying voice again.

As I watched the situation I couldn't help but get angrier and angrier by the second. I started to tick more, I couldn't help but be reminded of my school experience.

The dark haired, green eyed girl raised the phone above her head, and threw it to the ground. She gave out a cackle as the other girl tried to hold back tears.

" Let that be a warning" growled the bully as she walked off, kicking the girl on the ground as she left.

I quietly watched as she picked up the remains of her phone, and tossed them into her bag. I didn't know how exactly I should feel. But I did know that the bully had to die. Tonight preferably.

Masky POV

I glared at the scene before me. One of the most beautiful girls I have ever laid eyes on was just pushed to the ground by a stuck up little shit.

Yeah I was already pissed that I had to do patrol with Rogers, but I was even more pissed at the sight before me.

I silently watched as the girl picked up what was left of her phone, and walked off.

" I think we just found a new victim." I growled, turning towards Toby.

"W-which one?" He quietly asked.

" That idiotic bitch who thinks it's okay to push people around." I further explained. Like hell I would want to kill the girl with the (H/L) (H/C). She seemed way too interesting to kill off now.

"Come on, let's find out where they both live" I said as I began to walk the direction which the other girl took off in.

"W-why both o-of t-them?"

Though his mouth was covered, I could hear the smirk in his voice. I rolled my eyes and walked off, but not without Rogers trailing behind me.

(Y/N) POV

I walked to my house, giving quiet hellos to neighbors that were outside. As I neared my house, relief settled in my stomach. Then came the sudden feeling of dread.

'What am I going to tell mom?' I asked myself, pulling out my house key from my pocket.

I quietly admired it before I put it into the lock. The key was a pretty (F/C), with my name engraved on it. I know its silly that such a simple key could bring comfort, but it calmed me. I opened the door and walked inside, not before locking it. I was still paranoid about those figures I saw. Hell, Carsyn might even try to break in. So far she did not know where I lived, but you never know.

I sighed as I placed my bag by the door, I placed my shoes beside my bag and walked to the living room. As I entered the smell of lavender and vanilla greeted my nose. My mom loved those two scents, so she always had air fresheners handy, the types that would continuously spray the chosen smell into the air. I turned my heel and walked to the bathroom. Behind the mirror was the first aid kit, if I cleaned my hands enough and lathered them in disinfectant cream, then I should be good.

I turned on the faucet and placed my hands under the cold stream of the water. As I looked at my hands I couldn't help but think about those figures.

'It's just your imagination (Y/N)' I tried to reason with myself.

'Or it could've been kids from school playing around'

Sure, there are some messed up individuals in my school, but I don't think they would sit in the forest and just watch people go by.

I took the ointment out of the kit and delicately unscrewed the top. I squeezed out a small amount of ointment onto the biggest cuts, and peeled open those bigger band-aids and placed it horizontally onto my palm.

I put away the first aid kit and walked into the kitchen.