Blood’s on her hands now ~Tim x reader~ (Sequel to Blood On My Hands)
Y/N’s POV
I heard the vibrate of my phone in my pocket/purse/wallet/etc, I couldn’t check it now, that would be rude of me! Well this funeral is almost over, so I’ll just wait a little bit longer to see who’s it from. What if it is a message from my mom from somewhere? No, those are only in horror movies, or are they?
It was over and I was in the parking lot, I checked my phone and saw the message from Tim. From a hour ago, it said: 'I know who the killer is who killed your mother. Meet me at Rosswood Park in front of the woods after the funeral.'
I sighed and went to Rosswood Park and saw Tim on a bench. We both greeted and he went into the woods because supposedly there was a special place he wanted to tell me it. I trusted Tim, but he could seem to want to kill me since he is leading me to a non-public area. I bet $20 dollars on it, well, we reached the place. It was right by a small lake that looked a bit like a pond, but it was wider and longer than a pond. The rest of it was hiden with trees and dirt hills, plants too. Tim was looking at the lake-pond thing..”so?” I asked him, he turned around to face me. …show more content…
“Oh, um, yeah, sorry. Well..I uh know who killed your mother.” He got out a white mask with black features drawn/colored on. There was some blood on it, I swear I thought I recognized the mask. “I-” He seemed to be too scared to say it, what was holding him back? “Y/N, it’s me,,I killed your mother-” He saw me back away in fear when I heard the word ‘me’ roll off his tongue. “Wait! I didn’t mean it in a scary way, I didn’t intend on killing her. Another side of me did, for some reason HE did,” “Um, who’s he?” “Another side of me, that wears a mask, Masky is his nickname. He likes to hurt a lot of people.” “But how can I trust you after that! YOU killed my MOTHER! It’s still in your fault and you were the only sane friend I had left!” I yelled at him. His eyes widen in shock a little and then close a little to an angered glare. “Sane friend?! I am not sane at all! Maybe a little, but did Jay or the others kill and attack people?! Post videos with a hooded black face freak?!” Tim was beyond pissed, but not punching pissed. “No, but Alex is going to go around killing people because he thinks his point is right, which isn’t. Now, I’m leaving, have fun you sick bastard.” Tim’s POV She stomped away and I didn’t stop her, just watched. I growled and kicked at the dirt on the ground, I crumpled the mask a bit more and threw it into the lake pond thing. Yes, it might have my DNA in it, but if I did get found, I deserve it. I watched the mask float away to around the corner behind the small dirt hill. I got out my cigarette box and saw some of the smokes had some blood on it. I got one out and almost put it into my mouth until.. Then it hit me, blood, what
Y/N’s POV
I heard the vibrate of my phone in my pocket/purse/wallet/etc, I couldn’t check it now, that would be rude of me! Well this funeral is almost over, so I’ll just wait a little bit longer to see who’s it from. What if it is a message from my mom from somewhere? No, those are only in horror movies, or are they?
It was over and I was in the parking lot, I checked my phone and saw the message from Tim. From a hour ago, it said: 'I know who the killer is who killed your mother. Meet me at Rosswood Park in front of the woods after the funeral.'
I sighed and went to Rosswood Park and saw Tim on a bench. We both greeted and he went into the woods because supposedly there was a special place he wanted to tell me it. I trusted Tim, but he could seem to want to kill me since he is leading me to a non-public area. I bet $20 dollars on it, well, we reached the place. It was right by a small lake that looked a bit like a pond, but it was wider and longer than a pond. The rest of it was hiden with trees and dirt hills, plants too. Tim was looking at the lake-pond thing..”so?” I asked him, he turned around to face me. …show more content…
“Oh, um, yeah, sorry. Well..I uh know who killed your mother.” He got out a white mask with black features drawn/colored on. There was some blood on it, I swear I thought I recognized the mask. “I-” He seemed to be too scared to say it, what was holding him back? “Y/N, it’s me,,I killed your mother-” He saw me back away in fear when I heard the word ‘me’ roll off his tongue. “Wait! I didn’t mean it in a scary way, I didn’t intend on killing her. Another side of me did, for some reason HE did,” “Um, who’s he?” “Another side of me, that wears a mask, Masky is his nickname. He likes to hurt a lot of people.” “But how can I trust you after that! YOU killed my MOTHER! It’s still in your fault and you were the only sane friend I had left!” I yelled at him. His eyes widen in shock a little and then close a little to an angered glare. “Sane friend?! I am not sane at all! Maybe a little, but did Jay or the others kill and attack people?! Post videos with a hooded black face freak?!” Tim was beyond pissed, but not punching pissed. “No, but Alex is going to go around killing people because he thinks his point is right, which isn’t. Now, I’m leaving, have fun you sick bastard.” Tim’s POV She stomped away and I didn’t stop her, just watched. I growled and kicked at the dirt on the ground, I crumpled the mask a bit more and threw it into the lake pond thing. Yes, it might have my DNA in it, but if I did get found, I deserve it. I watched the mask float away to around the corner behind the small dirt hill. I got out my cigarette box and saw some of the smokes had some blood on it. I got one out and almost put it into my mouth until.. Then it hit me, blood, what