Chapter 18: Severance

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T.W. Blood reader be advised.

Y/n's Pov.

I roll my neck as I sit up and see the light shining from the curtain, I look down and see Hoodie's arms around my waist and masky's arms around my torso. I blush and start to feel uncomfortable, these two men. I sigh and slide out of there arms sitting at the end of the bed stretching my legs, I try not to move very much as to not disturb them. Them waking up was not ideal so I just sat there peacefully, or as peaceful as a kidnapped girl who has multiple states looking for her, along with a bracelet or more like war weapon attached to her wrist that got her into this mess to begin with.

To think that after all this I might not even be able to go back home, they seem keen on keeping me after.... maybe i can use the bracelet to my benefit and threaten them, but that wouldn't work cuz of there tall boss guy. I can see why they want it and its worrying how much power this thing could possibly hold, and fascinating at the same time.

Its actually scary too, what if they can't get it off and I have it on forever. It's not like they can kill me, the bracelet wont let them and I can definitely defend myself with it on, so its so strange. I lean forward, hair drifting over my eyes, it had grown out due to me being a hostage for god knows how long, maybe it'll be better cut and not everywhere. I also haven't taken a shower in awhile and that's not a good thing, and by the smell of it neither have these assholes.

I fake gag as I think about sleeping between them, laughing a bit after, I wonder how different this would've been if I didn't come in contact with the bracelet. Of course I would still be home and still have my job to go to everyday, I wonder if Samuel is worried about me. I mean that is his job and all, I dont know how he can do it especially with the epidemic on cops right now it's awful, I hope he's ok. I stand up stretching my back and arms as I yawn and creep towards the bathroom, hearing the floor gently creak beneath my feet as I enter the bathroom and slowly latch it shut and lock it.

I walk further into the small and musty bathroom, there was graffiti on the walls and the shower curtain was ripped, 'Way to pick a motel guys.....geez' I start to examine the walls before doing my business and heading to wash my hands, I step in front of the sink staring at the hairy bar of soap in disgust before just opting for masky's handsanitizer that he keeps in his bag.

Third per. Pov.

You quickly changed your mind about washing your hands with just water after seeing how the water was probably darker than masky's side burns so you sneak back out of the bathroom and gently slide over the floor to his stuff before pulling out his handsanitizer and putting some on my hands.

You then go to put it back as you glance down and see a pair of silver and shiny barber scissors, you look up slightly at the hair that was just about covering your left side vision completely and then back down at the scissors before grabbing them and shuffling back into the bathroom checking on the the two one last time seeing them both on seperate beds face opposite from eachother.

You then shut the door behind you once again clicking the lock and sliding infront of the mirror and pulling a strand of your hair infront of your face before letting it drop loosely. You quickly opted to separate your hair into two sides and then just blindly cut a chunk off, you pick up one side of your hair and take a deep breath as you just slice it of with the scissors before letting drop into the sink subconsciously.

You swallow shallowly as you hope for the best and just go for the other side, picking it up and griping it before cutting the other half straight off, it landing into the sink as well, you then dip your head shaking your hair and then flipping it back taking a look into the mirror, it was definitely shorter and it didn't look horrible, not professional but it didn't look all uneven and crooked.

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