--- Few Years Later ---
You sighed as you forcefully sent the needle through the killers skin, purposely making it more painful then it had to be. Causing the killer to hiss in pain before shooting you a glare.
“Jeez ______, no need to be so rough! Don't take your anger out on me for what Jack did,” he huffed, his hands gripping the chair below him as you continued to unmercifully send the needle through his skin, stitching together a cut he had gained from his recent “job.”
If you were wondering exactly what Jack did, it was simple and you had every reason to be upset. He tried to feed your brother kidneys, KIDNEYS! You were OK with Jack eating them, because that was his thing and when you had met him he had already been eating them for years, but now he was trying to get your brother into it, and you were not happy.
You didn't want your brother to become like the guys, killing people and or eating them. You were just lucky you had explained way ahead of time that eating and killing people was wrong, and just because the guys did it didn't mean he should. You may also be wondering why you brother knew them at all, well, you got caught.
One day you were walking home from school, and your brother decided to be a sneak. He followed you and Mask from the bus stop and all the way to the base deep within the woods. His sneaking got him in trouble with Slender, who could sense kids from a mile away. It didn't take long for him to get caught by the guys, and when you found out you had been followed you lost it.
After you had calmed down you explained to your brother about the guys, what they did, and that he shouldn't copy what he sees while at the base, ever since he had been following you and Mask back the base to hang out with the group. You couldn't say you were happy with some of the habits he had picked up, but he learned quickly not to repeat them outside of the group, and to not repeat them around you.
Having your brother around a bunch of killers and man eaters definitely brought out the mother bear in you, and you had been beating the guys a lot more often then before. You were the kind of person to not put up with any funny business, so every time you found out something like what Jack had done, you had a cow. You were doing your best to keep your little brother innocent, but with five guys against just you; things were not leaning in your favor.
“Well maybe it you stopped teaching him such stupid stuff, I wouldn't have to get pissed off to start with!” You snapped, quickly finishing up the stitching before getting up. After that you just sent him glare, slammed the needle down on the table and left with a huff.
After the kidney incident you had sent your brother home with Smile to protect him, so now you were free of most responsibility and with that off your shoulders you had never been so beat. Now you knew how your mother felt, protecting and taking care of someone was a full time job, and an exhausting one at that.
“Hey girly, what got you on fire?” You heard Mask hum as he came up from behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and spinning in a circle a few times before placing you down, causing you to giggle.
“Your friends, will you please tell them to stop placing there habits on my brother when he's over. Last night he lost to a video game and went off like a fire cracker, I was just lucky my parents had gone shopping.” You muttered, hiding your face in your hands as you rubbed your eyes, trying your best to relax.
You weren't even surprised when you heard him chuckle behind you, nuzzling his face into your neck as he did so. He had been the only one other then Slender to NOT put some habit on your brother, and you were almost positive Slender hadn't because he wasn't really one to do anything. He spent most of his time in his office and when he was around your brother he was almost always quiet.
“I can try, but no guarantees,” he hummed only causing you to scoff. You were honestly tired of beating the living hell out of the guys considering your only weapon was your fists and with everything else going on you didn't have the energy.
All the guy behind you did was chuckle, his grip tightening around your waist for a second before he let go, leaving a kiss on your temple before making his way down the hall and towards the living room where most of the guys usually hung out. Now if only you could get Slenderman to help you enforce your rules, then you would be in business.
With that in mind you shuffled your way to your room, hoping to get some relaxation time in for yourself before having to get up and do something else wither it be going to your doctors appointment or just making dinner for everyone. Which was another thing you had taken up, didn't know how, or why, but you ended up doing most of the house work.
Once you were in your room you flopped down on your bed only to jump up again at the sound of something crinkling under you. When you had started digging through your blankets, it didn't take you long to find the source on the noise. A small. Rectangular box rapped in a silvery paper, that was when it hit you, it was your birthday today.
At this memory you smashed your face into your pillow, how could you forget your own birthday? It wasn't like it was the first time you had forgotten, but you usually only forgot because no one around you remembered and therefore you just forgot yourself. It was never a big deal to you, but the fact someone had remembered made you smile. Hesitantly you opened it, you fingers nimbly dancing around the paper till you came to what ever was under it. A rather simple white box with a removable lid, removing the lid brought your eyes to a beautiful light pink heart locket on a silver chain.
There was no doubt that you loved it, it was beautiful yet not over powering like most gifts people had given you in the past. This was something you could wear on a regular basis with almost anything, now all you had to do was figure out who had given it to you, since there was no tag giving the person away.
With that in mind you got to your feet and shuffled your way over to the mirror where you proceeded to lace the silver around your neck, letting the heart locket rest between your collar bones. While you looked on at the locket in the mirror, you ran a list of names through your head. You hadn't remembered telling anyone your birthday, and the only person who would have known that was over anyway was your brother, but he had spent all his time playing video games with BEN in the living room.
All you could do was sigh, you had no clues, and you didn't want to ask because you felt like you were suppose to know. Well, it didn't matter now, you have a gorgeous necklace and you would just have to thank them all, and just hope one of them in the room was the person who gave it to you. So with that you left your room, making your way to the kitchen to get dinner started.
It didn't take you long to cook since you had defrosted all meat the day before, and making fired chicken wasn't exactly the biggest challenge in the world, though cow liver was a slight challenge, considering Jack didn't usually eat it cooked. The second you pulled the last of the chicken off the pan everyone seemed to make there way into the kitchen.
“Hey guys, thanks to who ever left me the present in my room, it was sweet.” You hummed, sitting down at the table and taking a bite of your food, not even bothering to look up at any of them. You could practically feel them giving you the “what are you talking about” look. Though eventually your curiosity for the best of you and you looked up, catching a happy glint in the eyes of mask, while everyone else just had a dumbfound expression, so he was your culprit, you should have known better.
“What on earth are you going on about now ______,” Jeff grunted, taking a careful bite of his food since he didn't have any lips to hold in his food.
“When I went to my room I found this on my bed, so thank you to who ever gave it to me; Oh, and thank you for remembering.” You mumbled, lifting your necklace from between your collar bones before going on with your meal.
“Remembering what?” BEN huffed, putting down his fork down allowing his face knit in frustration as he tried to figure out what he could have possibly forgotten.
“Her birthday's today, Happy Birthday ______,” Mask spoke up after he had finished chewing, dipping his head slightly as he wished you a happy birthday.
After that everyone turned back to you, giving you a wide eyed look before either sighing and going back to there food or looking down acting all guilty for not knowing. You didn't blame anyone for not knowing, you hadn't said anything to anyone about it anyway so it was only what you expected.
“I wish you would have told me before ______, I would have gotten you something.” Jack mumbled, still chewing a piece of his food as he spoke. All you could do was shrug and give a smile, you didn't really like the fact people thought they had to get you something just because it was your birthday.
The rest of dinner went on normally, and immediately after you grabbed your guy's wrist and dragged him down the hall and off to your room, though you didn't pull him in. In the last month, hospital visits had become a regular thing for you, not because you were terribly sick, quiet the opposite actually, you had been going so often because a few things had suddenly changed, and you wanted to make sure you were fine. You were more then fine, and now, on your 20th birthday, you were going to spill what you had been hiding since the week before.
As you came to a halt outside your door your spun around, pulling up his mask slightly and planted a kiss right on his lips, taking him slightly by surprise.
“W-what was that one for?” You heard him hum, a smile forming on his face as he fixed his mask so it was on the side of his head.
“I need to tell you something,” you muttered, your voice serious to the point where he had to blink to make sure he had heard your tone correctly.
Once you saw him give a nod you leaned against him, grabbing the rim of his hoodie and pulling him down enough so you could whisper into his ear. When you had pulled back you could tell he wished he had kept his mask on. His cheeks were pink his eyes were wide and you could have sworn if it was possible his jaw would have fallen to the floor. With that reaction all you could do was giggle.
It took him a while to come back from what ever world he had entered, but when he finally seemed to come back to earth he shot you the “are you serious” look. All it took was your single nod to cause his face to explode into a red mess, his eyes still as wide as dinner plates.
“Y-your... what?” You listened to him stutter out, slowly leaning back against the wall to support himself.
“You heard me,” you giggled, poking him lightly in the stomach in an attempt to calm his now bundling nerves.