Hey! Hope you enjoyed the last chapter! here's the next one! I apologize if you find this one too short, also if you haven't noticed this is a Hoodie x Masky fanfic!
Chapter 2: Distance
(Brian's Pov)
He's…. He's everywhere…. He…. He's always watching me…. He waits for me to snap… He thinks…. He thinks that I'll let his guard down…. Ya… He thinks he can get me then! He won't get me! He won't get me! The faceless man... He follows me everywhere... Even in my dreams... I can't let him get me...! I won't let him!
"B-Brian?" A voice interrupts my thought. HE'S ONE OF THEM! HE'S TRYING TO SELL ME OFF O THE FACELESS MAN! I look at the source of the voice, my eyes a bit wider than usual. "Brian are you alright?" Tim asked worriedly. Tim… Tim couldn't be with the faceless man…. Right? But… What if he was? What if Tim was just a lure?
"S-Stay away!" I cried, fear clenched my heart.
"Brian... It's just me. I'm not gonna hurt you. We've been friends since forever..." Tim tried to assure me.
"N-no! Y-you're with him!" I couldn't think sensibly at this point. The Delusions running through my head told me I could trust nobody but myself.
"Him? Who is him?" Tim asked
"T-the faceless m-man," I breathed
"Brian... I have absolutely no idea who the hell you're talking about..." Tim said softly.
(Tim's Pov)
What was wrong with Brian!? What was he talking about? And I thought it couldn't get any worse, he began rambling about something at I assumed was the faceless man.
"Don't look... or it takes you… Follows… No No No No No No No No No No No No… Always watches…" He began screaming "NO EYES! CAN'T RUN! LEAVE ME ALONE! HELP ME!" He cried.
Every night I heard him waking up from nightmares, screaming. His blood pressure would rise at completely random times and he began having coughing fits that sounded like mine
I wanted to help him… I wanted to help him so badly… But…. What was I to do? My best friend was suffering? I wanted to refrain from putting him in an asylum… I would never put him in a place like that… Sharing my pills with him seemed to help a bit for some reason. He at least calmed down a bit. But I was running low… I was too scared to leave him alone… What if he ran to the forest if I left him alone? It was bad enough that he always demanded paper, and always drew those words very sharply and drew trees and a faceless man (though I wouldn't exactly say it was detailed, in fact it was as detailed as a drawing made by a 3 year old) But it was scaring me... I tried calling a doctor but Brian destroyed all our home phones for some reason. He locked everything, didn't eat... It was worrying me… Then one day, he disappeared… I looked for days on end but he was simply… Gone… I looked everywhere… Everywhere except for the woods… He had to be in there right? He had to be somewhere!
I rummaged in my drawer for something, anything that I could use to find Brian. I suddenly pulled out an object, it was a cylindrical, metal object with a glassy base and a black rubber button at the top. A flashlight. Quickly pulling on a jacket, I ran outside, switching on the flashlight. I ran into the forest.
"Brian!" I called. Please answer me please! I pleaded desperately to whatever being could hear me "Brian please! Answer me!" I called again, silently praying to whatever was even there that I would find Brian, and that he'd be okay.
The trees stood over me like dark shadows, looming over my small form like giant gods, er planty ones. I pulled my jacket closer around me, the cold breeze sending shivers up my spine.
"BRIAN!" I called loudly, my throat was already starting to ache from how much stress I put into each urgent call. I doubled over in a coughing fit, cursing myself for leaving my pills at home. My lungs ached, throbbing painfully in my chest "BRI….AN" I choked out in a last attempt to call my friend. I fell to my knees, coughing violently into my hand. Dammit... I couldn't move, my whole body trembled violently. My vision became blurry and I collapsed. My sight faded away into an abyss that I was assured was my death… Or at least a coma.