Mask And Goggles In Spring Leafs

Chapter8- Tim's Thick Fucking Skull

(Ej's P.O.V)

Its about a week later. I've been on a couple missions, and talked with Toby some more. Toby was out somewhere doing something. I was in my room thinking about god knows what, mainly listening to the demons.

"No. Not at all."

"We can at least ask."

"Jack, what do you say?"

Sorry, what?

"Ughhh you don't listen to us."

Not really.

"We said go ask Tim why he thinks we'll hurt Toby."

Hes not afriad of y'all hurting him, hes afraid of me hurting him.

"Same difference! Just go ask Timothy! We're curious Jack!"

Fine.

I got up and started towards Tims room. I could hear him talking, I guessed it was Brian. I knocked on the door and heard him shut up. I heard movement and then the door opened slightly.

"Hel-" he looked at me and stopped, "Jack."

"Hey, I've got a question. Why do you not like me?"

"What? Oh. Hoodie told you didn't he?" He avoided the question, now that I looked at his face he looked as if he was just yelling at someone.

"No. Last night I heard you saying how you didn't like me beacuse I could hurt Toby. And just so you know-" I pointed at him moving a bit closer, " I would never hurt Toby."

"Jack you're a fucking cannibal. You could turn and eat Toby in 2 seconds. Thats why no ones ever wanted to be your roommate, not because you asked for privacy, but because everyones scared of you. Now leave me alone."

Tims door was open all the way, and I looked over him towards the room. I didn't see Hoodie in there at all. Was Tim talking to himself? Anyways, I didn't care, I just flipped him off as he went back into his room and slammed the door. I wouldn't hurt Toby ever, would I?

I walked around a bit more, it beats being in that room all day. I saw a window was open, and hoodie was sitting on the roof. He had his eyes closed, and his head leaned back, being supported by the wall. He was breathing heavily by the looks of it, and it looked like he'd been crying. His nose and under eyes were red and puffy. Kinda weird because Brian rarely ever gets upset, let alone so upset he starts crying. It clicked that he was probably crying because of Masky, and thats why Masky was so pissed off. I figured I'd go talk to him to make sure he was ok. I got onto the roof, and he turned his head slowly to look at me, then closed his eyes and leaned back into the wall.

"Hey... Brian, you ok?"

"Not really." A couple tears would fall down his face here and there.

"What happened?" I sat down next to him. He leaned forward and grabbed his face.

"I dont want to get into it much but, Tim's just being an asshole. Fucking yelling at me. I tried to get him to ease up because he's a workaholic! He's going to end up working himself to death. I was just trying to look out for him, and he...he-" Brians voiced cracked and he stopped talking, shaking his head as if to get the memories out.
"He told me to fuck off and I was a waste of time. I just need some time to think right now."

I rubbed his arm as he started shaking. I felt bad for him, he was just trying to help. I got up and left, walking back into the house and towards the kitchen. I could hear Toby, and The lovely asshole himself arguring in the kitchen. Now, I wanted to hit Tim for being a bitch, but the thing he said to Toby may have pushed me over that "just a punch" limit.