Unmasked~ A Masky fic

The Reveal

I continued plunging the knife into his chest, his eyes shifting down to look at the knife in shock. I slid out from under him, straddling his back and beginning to stab him from behind. I kept thrusting the knife into his back, over and over and over, not stopping despite how my hands slipped coated in his blood, leaving deep slashes in my palms. I couldn't feel anything, it was as if time had stopped. I was so lost in my trance I hadn't notices father run up behind me, grabbing my shoulder. I spun around, bringing the knife down across his face. I watched as he stumbled backward, his hand covering the injury.

"FUCK!" he shouted, removing his hand from him face and watching the blood drip off his fingers. I watched as the blood dripped down from his face drenching his once white shirt in the deep red liquid, watching as it dripped onto that hideous green carpet. I thought about how nice the carpet would look red, soon pulled from my thoughts by the metallicy sent filling the air. The room was silent aside from the gurgling of the man beneth me and my fathers angry breaths as he tried to quiet himself, not wanting to raise suspicions for the crimes he committed in this room as well. "You little bitch..." he growled, stepping forward once again. As he lunged for me I quickly rolled out of the way, letting him land ontop of the disgusting creep bleeding out on the bed. Without another thought, I brought the knife down into his back as well. I continued stabbing him until my arms grew sore and I could see through him to the man laying beneath him. I stumbled back from the corpses, dropping the knife and staring at what I had done...it was beautiful. I felt a smile creep onto my face, filling me with adrenaline. I leaned down, picking up the knife again and approaching the bodies once more.

I searched fathers back for any intact skin, wiping blood away with the comforter to differentiate between it and muscle. Finally, I laid my eyes on his upper right shoulder blade. I happily got to work carving a drawing into his skin, a small smiley face. I shoved his corpse to the side to repeat the action on the body beneath him. I slowly stepped back when I had finished, falling onto a chair behind me. I sat there for what felt like only a few minutes, but when I finally stood up the sun was beginning to rise in the sky, a stark difference to the cold night everything started. I began to head to the bathroom, falling and leaning on walls while walking out of pure exhaustion. I carefully washed the handle of the knife, holding it with a towel before dropping it onto the floor by the bed. I didn't care enough to worry about the cover up beyond that, instead opening the window and climbing out.

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I spent the next morning cooped up in my room, enjoying some time to myself. I wasn't going to the bar till around five, leaving me to have plenty of time to kill. Knowing Tim was at work, I fought the urge to text him. I instead spent the next several hours mindlessly scrolling on my phone. When I finally grew bored of it, I had about an hour before I had to get ready. I guess I could go indulge my roommates... I pushed myself out of bed, not bothering to even brush my hair before heading downstairs. The living area was as lively as ever, Jeff and Ben were sat on the couch arguing over what to watch. I watched Helen snap a pencil, his body shaking in anger despite the happy looking mask he wore. He slammed down his sketch book before standing up and storming off. Helen hardly ever left his room, enjoying the solitude it gave him.

"Goddamnit. You two ruined the rare moment of Helen emerging from his cave."

"You know Helen?" Ben asked.

"Hardly, he's always in his damn cave. He was here when I lived here though." I shrugged, flopping down on the couch beside them. "I have an hour to pass, entertain me." Jeff scoffed in response.

"Like it's OUR job to entertain you." He growled.

"Always so angry~." I teased.

"Oh would the two of you shut it. I'm trying to watch something." Ben snapped. The three of us sat staring at the TV, eventually Toby came and sat on the floor and John and LJ sat in the chairs beside the couch. It wasn't how I planned to spend my evening, but it was definitely more relaxed then what I thought I would walk into. About half way into the movie I stood up from the couch, going up to my room to get ready for the bar. It would take me at least a half an hour to cover up all my tattoos and scars with foundation, and another half to quickly get dressed, brush my hair, and do my makeup. I looked in the mirror, ensuring that all the scars were covered. I looked the same as usual, beside for the short red satin cocktail dress I wore. The dress rested a little above my knee with a slit up the side ending by my mid thigh. I put on some gold earrings and a necklace before preparing for the teasing I would get whilst trying to leave the house. I quickly threw on some red heels before as quietly as possible, sneaking down the stairs. I was almost to the door when my stealth was uncovered.