Sunshine -Redux - (Masky x Reader)

Chapter 28

You sat in Jeff's wildly uncomfortable chair, looking over an assortment of weapons sitting in front of you on his wooden desk. Tonight you agreed to go out killing with Jeff, and now you had to pick your weapon of choice. Before you laid five different weapons, a knife, an axe, a lead pipe, a bat with nails sticking out of it, and interestingly, a fire poker. Your eyes hovered over all the options, while Jeff leaned over you.

"Anything catching your eye? Personally I'm going with Ol' Reliable." He picked up the large kitchen knife on the desk, leaving you now with four options. You rested your chin on the palm of your hand, scanning the different options.

"I think the fire poker and the pipe might not be for me." Jeff shrugged and picked the two objects up, throwing them in his nearby closet. Jeff paced around the room, impatiently waiting for you to pick something. The first time you killed it was with Toby's hatchet, so why not shake it up with the nail bat? You picked up the bat and stood up from the desk, feeling confident in your decision. Jeff beamed walking over and looking at the DIY murder weapon.

"That's badass." You chuckled and placed the bat back down on the desk. You put the hood of your black hoodie up and your (f/c) face mask on. It was go-time. You and Jeff made your way outside, the cold night air hitting you like a brick. The winter was creeping in, and the exposed parts of your face burned at the kiss of the frigid air. Who in their right mind would hang around in a forest when it was this cold out anyway?

Random thoughts flew through your head, until you turned and caught a glimpse of Tim's cabin, then everything went quiet. You saw the lights on and couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. Probably drinking his favorite cheap beer and watching the news. You rolled your eyes and kept walking.

"He's probably been smoking all night, and I bet it reeks in there. I miss the smell of his cheap ass cigarettes..."

You caught yourself lacking for a minute, and immediately tried to push the thoughts out of your head. I mean he was the one who ended things... you didn't want to look like an idiot. You crossed your arms and speed walked past Jeff. Where are these idiots anyway? How can there be this never ending forest and not a single wandering moron around to butcher? Jeff saw you starting to get impatient and ran ahead to keep pace with you.

"You know if we don't find anything we could always hit up a minimart and raid their alcohol." You shrugged.

"I feel like I just did that not that long ago." Jeff chuckled.

"Well get used to it, because we don't do much else around here." You huffed, that last hangover was bad enough, you didn't know if you were ready for another one. You were about to get lost in thought once again, until you heard the far away sound of giggling teenagers. You and Jeff stopped suddenly, the smell of smoke filled the air. There was a campfire nearby, and a gaggle of stupid teenagers were crowded around it. Jeff gingerly jabbed your ribs with his elbow, and the two of you began to follow the cacophony of teenage amusement. The two of you hid behind a bush, and you held your weapon close to you.

You couldn't help but feel a little jittery, The first time you killed was a total fluke. This was the real thing, this was premeditated murder. The thought of this whole thing hadn't really bothered you until right now. The gravity of what you were going to do began to set in, and you weren't sure you were as ready as you originally thought. Jeff looked at you, and saw the blatant panic in your eyes.

"Are you okay?" He mouthed to you. You looked over and shook your head no, beads of sweat beginning to form on your forehead. Jeff placed his hands over his face, you didn't even need to look at his face to know he was exasperated. You couldn't help but wish Tim was here, he would know what to say. Jeff placed a hand on your shoulder, and snapped you out of your panic.