A lot can change in 20 seconds, a lot can happen in the dark

Chapter Twenty Six

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As we exited the hotel room I heard a door slam closed a few doors down and I turned to see Amy leaving her own room. Her eyes seemed to zero in on my hand in Masky's and she immediately started to speedwalk toward us.

Oh lord.

I tried to hide behind Masky in shame but she attacked me anyway, throwing her arms around me in a tight hug.

"I'm so happy to see you guys!"

I blinked, my eyebrows going up as I hugged her back. Amy wasn't the hugging type so it was a bit of a shocker to me.

She pulled away and I noticed her eyes immediately zone in on my neck.

oh boy.

A knowing smirk came over her face and she dragged me away from Masky, walking down the long hallway with her arm over my shoulder as she leaned in, her cheek pressed against mine as she whisper shouted, "I need all the deets as soon as we're out of here!"

I puffed up my cheeks and softly headbutted her, "that's TMI though."

"Not for me it isn't."

I chuckled and she grinned as well before letting out a sigh, "Well I'm glad at least one of us had a good night."

I bit my lip, concerned, "what happened?"

"I hate that bastard."

"Hate who?"

"Zalgo!" She pulled away from me, her eyes narrowed and eyebrows knitted in anger, "he's literally the worst person ever."

Well, he's not really a person.

"What happened?" I asked, now even more concerned when I noticed she had bags under her eyes as if she hadn't slept all night.

"He had me go with him on his creepy midnight rampage instead of letting me sleep. That guy is seriously sick!"

"Well that's not really a shocker, is it? He's not called the nightmare king for nothing."

"I mean I get that but-" she cut herself off as we were suddenly joined by Toby and Hoodie who had exited their own rooms just ahead of us.

"G-g'morning!" Toby greeted us, his eyes crinkling with a smile behind his goggles while Hoodie took his place by Amy's side.

Amy and I returned the greeting and we turned the corner, heading in the direction of the elevator from yesterday. As we all piled in I remembered there were no buttons and we all stood with our backs braced against the walls just in case.

After a few seconds there came the sound of slow elevator music and the lift started its extremely slow ascent.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Amy asked, grunting as she sat on the floor.

"Well, this guy definitely knows how to torture someone," I said trying to lighten the mood.

"You're telling me," was her response as she hugged her knees, seeming to be lost in a memory.

What could he have done to shake someone like her up that much?

The elevator took about twenty minutes to get to the top and as the doors dinged open into the familiar darkness from before, Toby was the first to march out. Hoodie helped Amy up and then walked out as she was brushing the dust from the back of her clothes.

We then walked down the mid hallway and entered the second elevator, sighing as we knew it would take another twenty minutes

As we exited the elevator, leaving the last light behind and ascending the long winding stairwell Amy stayed close to me.

"Are you doing okay?" I asked her, brushing my hand against hers.

"Yeah, I'm actually kinda glad we're going home. First thing I'll do is order a Big Mac."

I chuckled in agreement. I was missing Sara's cooking too. It felt great to know that I would soon be able to see my family again. The only problem was I had to get rid of Mason before then, somehow.

Would it be fair if Masky helped me, or did I have to do it myself? I tried not to think about it for fear of getting sick again.

"Can you believe I'm looking forward to school?" I asked and I heard Amy snicker in the darkness.

"Yeah, I can relate. This isn't as fun as I thought it would be at first."

I never expected this to be fun at all.

"So, what are you gonna do about Mason?" she asked after a few seconds.

"I don't know really," I mumbled, "I'm still thinking about it."

"He did try to make a move on you that one time right? Think you could use that to your advantage? Maybe act like you're into him or something?"

"Do you think he'd buy that?" I asked, "He seemed a little off the last time we saw him too. I doubt he'll fall for it."

"If all else fails just show him some skin," Amy laughed and I barely got out a chuckle before a hand was slapped over my mouth and I was being pulled back into the darkness against a hard body.

I struggled a bit until I realized it was just Masky. Had he heard us?

"Kit?" I heard Amy call out in the darkness but I couldn't answer as my mouth was covered and Masky was dragging me backwards into the darkness.

My heart was thundering in my chest in excitement and when he had placed enough distance between us and the others he was pinning me against the cold brick wall and flipping my skirt up.

My panties were then dragged down roughly and I felt them fall around my ankles as my hands were braced against the wall to keep me from pressing my face against its rough texture.

"Mmf-!" I exclaimed, his hand still covering my mouth. He was then pressing his body against mine, his mouth next to my ear as I felt his free hand start to fondle my swollen nether.

"You better not be considering what that slut just said," he growled on a whisper before catching my earlobe between his teeth and biting down harshly as he started to buck his hips against me, forcing me to feel how hard he was.

I wanted to argue that Amy wasn't a slut but the pairing of him playing with my already swollen and tender folds as well as biting on my ear was making moisture seep out of me against my will.

What if the others turned back to check on us? I prayed they wouldn't.

I could only whimper in objection, trying to shake him off but stopping when I felt the bulbous tip of his erection nudge me.

Oh god.

His tongue was in my ear then, swirling and licking as he used his long fingers to spread my glistening folds and position himself correctly. Bucking up against me gruffly, I felt the thick mushroom tip prod my entrance again and again until he was finally able to fit, sliding into me with a growl that caused my insides to ripple.

Could I ever get over this feeling? I highly doubt it. I couldn't help but moan against his hand, feeling him slide into me and then back out; slowly he created a rhythm.

"I'll kill him myself if I have to," he rumbled into my ear, moving down to suck and bite on my neck and shoulder.

Now he's marked me on both sides.

He removed his hand from over my mouth and I sucked in a breath, barely able to pull myself together before he was grasping my hips and dragging me back down on his girthy shaft.

"F-fuck!" I exclaimed, quickly slapping a hand over my mouth as I wasn't sure if the others could hear us or not. Dammit he had me cursing again. Didn't Sara raise me better than this?

I heard him let out a pleased sound at my outburst and he was grabbing me by the hair then, pulling my head back as he picked up the pace.

"Don't hold back. I want them to hear what I do to you."

His free hand moved my own from over my mouth and brought it behind me, pinning it there as he pumped himself into me, the sounds of our bodies slapping together were started to get louder, echoing off the narrow walls into the darkness.

"You're crazy," I whimpered, biting back a moan when I felt his grip on my wrist tighten as he buried himself in me to the hilt and pressed his mouth to my ear.

"I'm fucking insane, Baby."

Not to mention insatiable.

How did he still have the energy to go again after what we'd done this morning? What did I get myself into?

Despite being sore my body was on fire, sizzling with pleasurable sensations and each thrust of himself inside me had my juices sloshing out, sliding down his shaft and dripping onto the cold floor of the stairwell as I felt the familiar feeling beginning to build up in my core.

I was close. He didn't seem anywhere close to stopping though and he let my hair go, grabbing my neck instead as he was thrusting back and forth, in and out. Slow out and hard back in.

"Ah- Masky!"

I let out a moan as I clawed at the walls, clenching around him tightly in an effort to stave off the feeling that was threatening to undo me.

"Fuck," I heard him suck in a breath behind me, pressing my face into the coarse bricks so harshly I felt the sandpaper-like texture digging into my skin but I couldn't care any less in this moment, he felt too good inside me.

"Take it," he urged, delving deeper and deeper into me with each thrust as I drooled in spite of myself, my face still smushed against the wall.

I let out a whimper, giving in to the pleasure and allowing myself to experience that rush of ecstasy as my walls spasmed around him uncontrollably.

He seemed to be able to tell because he continued to pleasure me until I'd ridden out the last of the waves, coming down from the momentary high he'd awarded me with.

Only then did he let me go, sliding himself out of me and I felt wetness run down my inner thigh.

He went down and tugged my panties up my shaking legs before pulling my skirt down over it and wrapping his arms around me, kissing the corner of my lips, "good girl."

I didn't respond, my mind still clouded.

He took my hand in his, locking our fingers together and leading the way out of the dark stairwell.

On the way up I paused, "u-um Masky?"

"Hm?"

I was glad he couldn't see my face in the dark, "did you..?"

"Finish?"

"Yeah."

"No."

"Oh," I didn't know how to feel about that.

"Not yet at least," he continued, sliding a hand under my skirt.

I swatted his hand away, "you really are insane."

Once we had made our way to the top and gotten to the huge door I realized the others must've gone on ahead of us and I was grateful. If they'd heard us I would've died from embarrassment.

Masky agreed to carry me piggyback through the woods until we got to the clearing where the others were waiting in the car and I found it hard to hide my shame, especially when Amy pointed out the scratch marks on my face. I blamed it on being clumsy but I'm sure we all knew what had transpired in that stairwell.

My body was now even sorer and aching in places I never expected and somehow it was exhilarating. It was proof that I'd been fucked senseless by the killer next to me.

After getting in the van I gingerly pressed my fingers to my forehead, sucking in a sharp breath at the stinging sensation as they came into contact with the shallow cuts there.

Masky, whose mask was now resting on top of his head, had a smile playing on his lips as he placed a hand to my neck, his thumb running over the bruises and bite marks he'd left there.

"Beautiful," he mumbled, making my face go hot at the way he was looking at me.

I'll need to wear a sweater so I could cover these up whenever I was back in civilization. Sara would go mad if she ever saw them.

Amy pulled out of the narrow trail and we were on our way back to a normal life. We passed by the house we'd stopped by just two nights earlier to see it surrounded by police tape and later the gas station which also had a line of yellow tape.

I sighed and hunkered down in my seat. With Masky around there would most likely be more of that in my future. I don't know if I could deal with that. I decided not to dwell on it though and just figure things out as the days rolled by.

Just a few days ago I was certain I was gonna die and now life was on the fast track back to normalcy.

I could make it work.

I always did.

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