Warning: Foul language

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You stood there pinned against the door. Your (e/c) eyes met his brown ones. You spoke,

"I...I have to go to the bathroom."

"And how do you plan to do that?" He said. You thought about it. How were you suppose to do that? God you felt dumb, the door is locked and Jeff lives here. You casted your eyes away and shrunk down.

"Fine." He said and let go. He walked to the nightstand and grabbed his mask and slipped over his face. He grabbed a key and walked back over. He intertwined his hand with yours and you tried to pull away but he squeezed it hard, warning you. You gulped and he unlocked the door and walked out. He practically dragged you through the dark hallways and stopped in front of a door making you bump into his back. He didn't care, or at least you thought so. He knocked on the door and waited a few seconds and then opened the door. It was clear. He walked in. It was surprisingly clean. Hoodie let go of your hand and shut the door and locked it, it made you nervous. You looked around dumbfounded, he leaned against the door.

"Well?" He stated. You then felt your bladder scream at you and jogged to the toilet and then stopped after opening the lid. You looked at him. He stood there unmoving.

"Hurry up. I'm tired."

"Turn around." You demanded.

He sighed and turned around and rested his forehead on the door. You slowly pulled your pants down and sat down and let it all out. Your face was completely red and you began to sweat from embarrassment. You grabbed some toilet paper and wiped and got up pulling your pants up. You flushed and shut the lid. You walked to the sink and reached for the soap, in your time of nervousness you accidentally dropped it and it fell on the floor. Hoodie whipped around to see what had happened. You bent down and picked it up and placed it back on the sink after getting soap on your hands. You turned on the water and scrubbed them together. Once you were done you wiped your hands on a hand towel. You looked up at Hoodie and slowly walked towards him. He reached out and gently held your hand.

It felt disgusting.

Holding hands with a murderer.

He escorted you out of the bathroom and walked back down the hallways and made it back to his room. He opened the door, he must have left it unlocked, and shut it behind the both of you. You heard the click again. He locked it. You frowned and walked towards the bed. Something felt wrong, you felt uneasy. You felt butterflies in your stomach, not the ones you get when you talk to your crush or kiss for the first time, but the ones that fill you with fear. You stood still in the middle of the room. You were frozen. You were too scared to call out Hoodie's name. What if he kills you? Is he planning to attack you? Why is he silent? Is he even here? You were about to say something until you heard a chuckle.

It wasn't his chuckle.

"What a pretty girl you have here Hoodie..." a voice said. Where is it coming from?

"Get out of my room."

"She's so well behaved, either that or she is scared. Standing still like that."

"Why are you even here L.J."

L.J., that's a new one. You should remember that. You squeaked when you felt a finger twist your (h/c) hair. His finger was gone in an instant. Hoodie was behind you, standing tall. You could feel the anger radiating off of him.

"Don't touch her."

"So possessive." The man taunted.

That's when you saw a figure appear before your eyes. That first thing you noticed was his height. He was almost touching the ceiling. You looked up in fear. He had small black irises, a pointy nose with black rings around it, his skin was white and he had black lipstick which extended his lips. He had shaggy black hair. His wore a long sleeved black and white shirt with a fluffy scarf looking thing. He had suspenders connected to black pants, his socks were black and white with stripes. He had some clown looking shoes. You looked back up and looked at his hands. He didn't just have finger nails, no he had claws.

"Checking me out sweetie?" He cooed. You watched as he pulled out a lollipop and offered it to you. "Here take this."

You didn't want to take it, not at all.

Hoodie slapped it out of L.J.'s hand and it fell to the floor.

"Get out." Hoodie snapped. L.J. sighed and picked up the lollipop and faced you. He brought a hand up and poked your nose causing Hoodie to growl and you to flinch.

"Hopefully we meet again sweetie" he said smiling and then disappeared. He vanished just like that. Your legs felt weak. Hoodie pushed your lower back.

"Get in bed."

You obeyed and walked to the bed thanking your legs for not giving out. You slowly got in and covered yourself with the blankets curling into a ball. He took off his mask and set it down on the nightstand. He lied down next to you, you couldn't see if he was looking at you or something else since your back was to him. You took a deep breath. You were still scared. He shifted and rested his head on the same pillow you were using. You squeezed your eyes shut. You needed to get out of here. You felt your skin under your shirt burn once he slipped his hands up to hold your waist. You really needed to get out.

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You woke up to the sun shining in your eyes and you flipped onto your back. You had a very strange dream last night, you were at this huge mansion and was forced to stay in Hoodie's room. You ran into that Jeff guy. You rubbed your eyes and opened them to look at the ceiling.

This isn't your ceiling.

You quickly sat up and looked around. It was the same room in your dream. You blood ran cold as you realized, it wasn't a dream. You looked around in fear and saw Hoodie wasn't in the room. You quickly got out of bed and turned in circles taking in everything. You stopped and ran towards the window, you looked out to see a sea of trees. No road, no other houses, nothing. There was nothing. You heard the door unlock and open.

"(F/n) I brought you some breakfast." You heard the sound of boots hit the floor boards, they creaked under his weight. He shut the door and walked to the bed and sat a tray down. You turned around and looked at him in fear. His mask is on. He tilted his head and watched you.

You weren't going to eat. It could be poison. Could it be? He said he wouldn't kill you. Your head began to hurt from all the thinking and all the questions. You hadn't noticed he was directly in front of you. You gasped and jumped away, bumping into the window.

"(F/n), you should eat." He offered and grabbed your hand and lead you to the bed. He forced you to sit down and offered the tray towards you with a glass of water. There were pancakes on the plate in the shapes of hearts and some eggs. He also added some fruit. You felt your stomach growl and drool forming on your lips. You swallowed it down and looked away.

"I'm not eating." You stated. As much as you hated not eating, you hated him even more. You heard him sight and sit on the floor in front of you. He grabbed the fork and cut into the pancakes and took a piece and put it to your lips. You turned your face away.

"(F/n)" he stated.

You stayed silent. He tried it again and you yet again turned your head to the opposite direction.

"Do you not like pancakes?" He asked simply. You stayed silent.

"(F/n)"

"I'm not eating." You growled. He sighed and took your jaw.

"I can't allow you to starve to death."

"If I did die I wouldn't have to be here with you" you snapped. You instantly regretted it. He stood up and took the tray and dropped the fork on it.

"You're just upset (F/n), and I'm here for you so don't worry."

"I don't want you to be here for me!" You yelled standing up. Before you could register what was happening, he had thrown the tray at the wall behind you causing you to jump. He then grabbed you by the collar and brought you up face to face to his mask.

"Say it again."

You didn't answer, instead you gulped.

"Say it!"

"I don't want you to be here for me!" You screamed loudly. "I hate you and I hate that you took me away from my home!"

"This is your home now!" He hissed.

"No it's not! You're a mon-" before you could finish, he threw you down and you slammed against the wall. He grabbed the back of your head and gripped your hair.

"Let me try again. What is this place (F/n)?" he growled. Your head hurt and you were fearful but you hated this. You hated him more than anything.

"Not. My. Home." you spat out slowly.

You felt a great pain in the back of your head. He had taken you from the top of your head, grabbing your hair to get a grip, and had slammed your head back into the wall. You were dizzy and couldn't see that well. It felt like someone was crushing your skull slowly. You drooled a bit due to the shock.

"Where are we (F/n)" He came close and whispered in your ear.

"H-home..." you stuttered out. He let go of your hair and got up brushing off his knees and stood before you. You continued to stare at him in shock and in fear. He didn't say a thing, it felt like hours until he finally moved.

"Clean this up," he mentioned towards the food on the floor "I'm going out." He kicked the tray lightly and walked out slamming and locking the door behind him.

You sat there and shivered. Your mind was racing. He changed so much, he used to be kind and... creepy of course but now, now he's a wreck you can't understand. It scared you how unpredictable he was. You swore this house changes him. You crawled over to the tray and slowly picked up the pieces. You sat all the ruined food on it and placed the fork back on it. You picked it up standing up and felt dizzy, but you managed to set the tray on the nightstand. Your eyes settled on the fork. You snatched it up and bent down and hid it under the mattress on your side. You got up and held the back of your head. It was hot and sticky and you could fell blood coat your fingers. You winced and sat down on the bed. You hated this. You hated all of this. You just wanted to be home and even see Lucas and his girlfriend, even Spencer! You laid on your side and curled into a ball. You missed your parents. You really did. You heard a knock on the door causing you to flitch.

"H-hoodie." A voice pierced the air. It had to be Toby, you recognized it. Not because of the stutter but it was more... well it was softer than Hoodie's and Jeff's. You stayed quiet. "Hoodie a-are you in th-there? I f-forgot my hatch in th-there when I w-was h-helping clean." You took a deep breath.

"Hey (F/n)," you flinched hearing him say your name, "open the d-door for m-me. I kn-know yo-yo-you're in there." You got up slowly and went to grab the fork but decided not to.

Wait. Did he say hatch? in like hatchet? You took a deep breath. He wouldn't kill you would he? Hoodie would kill him in turn of course but that didn't help at all.

"J-just open th-the door." He said and you walked slowly towards it. You gently took the knob and tried to turn it. Of course it's locked. Should you tell him?

"I-it's locked..." you whispered.

"Fuck I really n-need th-them. B-back up." What was he gonna do? You heard him take some steps back and you stepped off to the side backing up slowly. A loud bang rang out and the door was wide open, it slammed into the wall behind it. You watched as Toby took a few steps in and then locked eyes with you. "The fu-fuck happen-ed to you?" he questioned. After not answering he continued to come into the room and when he came close you flinched back and covered your face, but he passed you and walked to a back closet you hadn't noticed. You whirled around to see him pull out a key and open the door, he grabbed two hatches and placed them in the holders on his hips. He shut and locked the door and then turned around to look at you and then the door.

"Hm... I-I didn't th-think too well huh?" He asked himself. He walked towards the door and tested the knob, it was busted. "Hoodie is-isn't gonna like th-this." He stated. "Wh-what if I blamed it o-on yo-you? wou-would he be ma-d?" He looked back at you and your eyes widened.

"Please... please no." You whispered. He stalked over and looked you up and down.

"For a g-guy who is extremely obsessed and in love w-with y-you, he su-sure did h-hurt you." He said and circled around you like you were prey. You turned to watch him and he went in front of you again after making a complete circle. He hummed and walked out.

"Ke-keep the door shut." He teased and "shut" the door. You cringed. Hoodie is going to be mad. You sat on the bed rocking. You stayed like that for awhile until you fell silently into the sheets and fell asleep.