The Proxy Trials...

CHAPTER 11 - Masky's story.

Violet's P.O.V.

It was last night I realised how homesick I was. After several hours of crying and cursing our captors, Masky came in to ask If I was alright. I shouted at him to leave me alone and chucked a chair at his head - I really shouldn't've done that. He left, upset and that had certainly demolished any sort of spark between us.

I shoved an oversized bottle green off-the-shoulder-top over my head and yanked on a pair of black skinny jeans. Since they weren't kind enough to lend me a pair of shoes, I was stuck in the red Vans again. After I had pulled my hair into a ropey side-braid, I decided for the first time in the week I had been here to look in the mirror at myself.

I gasped at the sight. I was so much TALLER then I had been last time I checked (Which was after school the day I was kidnapped.) My dark hair had started revealing blonde and baby blue highlights tailing the tresses. HOW THE FUCK DID THAT HAPPEN?????????????? My cheekbones were a lot higher, but that was probably the lack of food I had eaten. I refused to eat anything the Proxies tried to feed to me, scared  it might've  been poisoned or something. I was a LOT skinnier as well. My curves were still there - luckily, and I realised I had to eat something soon. The idea of becoming anorexic, curled in a ball in the corner of this bedroom I shared with Heidi... But it was quite a luscious black and white fairytale princess bedroom I had been given, It wouldn't have been too bad! Heidi was still fast asleep under the duvet, looking so peaceful that I grabbed a knife and set off to "train".

When I ran down the first flight of spiral stairs, I stopped, dead. I had no idea how to navigate my way around such a vast mansion and I had already tried asking Jeff and Dark Link (You know where those directions led to ;) I wasn't gonna suffer another near-rape experience again.

I wound down the corridor and saw Laughing Jack. He gave me the creeps. 

"So we meet again, my dear Violet." He cooed softly. "Up nice and early If i do say so myself!" I rolled my eyes and carried on walking down. But he pulled his hand out and around my waist to stop me from walking. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked teasingly. "Get lost." I muttered in disgust, but he just laughed that weird clown laugh he owned. " I'm sure it's YOU who's the lost one here, not me." He trailed an index finger slowly up my stomach, but I tossed it away. "I swear down Jack, get a life and leave me alone or else I'll - "

"Or else what, now?" I tried to tug my arm out of his cool grip, but that certainly didn't work,  and I would've punched him hard if it weren't for Masky entering the corridor. I forgot I was being womanised. Masky came over sighing.

"Let go of Violet, Jack. You can't just toy with the girls' feelings and just harass them." I gave him a dirty look.

Jack swivelled his laser eyes to face Masky's (masked) ones. "Thanks for the pep talk, mate. But if I wanted to be given a lecture, I would have asked Slender Man, not some drug-addict - You've seen the terrible things which happen once you're high on whatever it is you are on..." Nothing new there.

"Your fave's standing right here anyway, I'll let you keep her company." I wrinkled my nose at L.J.'s tone and decided not to interrupt with my rude comments. I was probably gonna be bashed one.

Masky finally looked up. "I've actually been brought up to respect women, unlike others." He turned to face me now. "Has he been pestering you? Where are you trying to go anyway?" I shrugged.

"Just looking for the Training place, but," He took my arm and led me through the dimly lit corridor, before shooting Jack one more disgusted look. I heard L.J. curse under his breath. This was weird, and I felt uncomfortable - like if I did one thing wrong, I was in for it.

We walked down stairs and through short alleys. It got a bit tiring after a while and curiosity won me over. "So, I've seen you've forgiven me over yesterday's rage." I was surprised to hear him laugh. At the time I was being kidnapped, it was a cold, cruel one - but now it was just the complete opposite. I looked into the white expressionless mask, trying to figure him out.

"Is it true you're on drugs?" I asked suddenly. I had no idea where THAT came from and I silently beat my brain up for even thinking to ask that. Masky led me through a back corridor and when we were greeted with the smells and sights of outside, all my fears melted away as a thousand scents infiltrated my nostrils: Hay, freshly mown grass, oak, sweet peas, lavenders, roses.

"Yes, unfortunately. But It's not like an addiction sort of thing." He added quickly, reading my horrified expression. "When I was transformed into a Proxy, I started slightly messed up, you know? I was in depression mode for days on end and I was just stuck cocooned in quilts like a ball, rocking to and fro... refusing to speak to anyone.

Hoodie didn't have a problem so everyone was lost on how I was acting so jerky until Slender Man figured out the transformation must have screwed up my brain slightly, and it was like being some damaged kid with disabilities. All the other's tried to befriend me, but I just got into mad rages, petrified of everyone and trying so hard to defend myself after what I had become. Slendy put me on Meds after that, and I've slowly healed, but if I stay too long without the medication, I'll spasm out." The words sank into me like daggers. Suddenly I felt so very sorry for him, I was alarmingly aware of how much I wanted to make him feel better, but now was totally not the right time.

"Here we are," He said aloud, and I looked around as we walked through a meadow, absolutely blazing from the sun. My ears suddenly became aware of the different noises - guns going off,  knives slicing through the air, and training taken to the extremes. Eventually though, Jack's words got to me.

"And you're fave's standing right here anyway!"

Was I actually his favourite??? My eyes went big, and I suddenly felt just the teeniest bit uncomfortable.