"Jesus fucking christ I've never heard anyone scream that loud in all my years of working here." Hoodie commented while holding his now ringing ears. All Y/n could do was breathe in and out. The amount of pain that had surged through her leg was enough to shut her up.

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"JUST DO IT ALREADY FIX MY LEG BRIAN–MY LEG–OH MY FUCKING GOD JUST POP IT IN CORRECTLY PLEASE!"

"I AM I AM CALM DOWN PLEASE I JUST NEED TO SHIFT IT ONE MORE TIME PLEASE STOP YELLING IN MY EARS!"

"Can both of you shut the hell–"

"NO" they both shrieked in unison causing Masky to wince. He began to grit his teeth, not only from the yelling but from Y/n's death grip on his arm. His arm felt like it was genuinely losing circulation. He had began saying his farewells to his right arm until he finally gained his circulation back. Y/n was finally quiet as sweat dripped all over her face.

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"We're just lucky that your leg seemed to be dislocated and not broken. You could've been suspended from missions again and I don't think boss would've liked that." Hoodie said after handing her a tissue to wipe her face. Her hand loosened from Masky's arm, grabbing the tissue from Hoodie.

She got chills thinking about the lecture Slenderman would've given her. She may get away with certain situations, however boss still held her accountable to a certain degree. "Thank guys... I mean it." she said before trying to stand up again. Seeing her stand up Masky immediately pushed her back into the chair.

"Dude what the fuck?" she asked agitated. "Ann said your leg needs to rest afterwards even if it was only dislocated." Masky mumbled, gripping her shoulder tighter. Y/n inhaled sharply "You're hurting me." Hearing this made him grip tighter before letting go, she rubbed her shoulder glaring at him.

"Hoodie, what else did she say?" "She didn't say much afterwards I–" "I'M HERE, I'M BACK WHERE IS MY POOR SWEET ANGEL??" Nurse Ann shrieked while barging into the medical room. "Ann don't worry I'm fine–"

"BULLSHIT LET ME SEE THE INJURY I RUSHED BACK AS SOON AS I COULD." Ann began to ramble while putting on sterile black gloves. Picking her leg up for inspection she gently examined the joint that had initially dislocated. "I gotta hand it to you Brian you didn't do half bad" Ann said approving.

"Y/n dear, you gotta make sure not to put too much strain on your leg alright? I'm going to give you a flexible knee brace for you and I'm telling you now that I will make sure Slenderman doesn't give you any vigorous missions. I don't want your blood vessels and nerves to get anymore damaged than they already are." "But–" "But nothing." Ann stated in a more stern voice. Y/n knew not to push any further while Ann began to strap the brace onto her knee.

The girl only groaned as she placed her head in her hands. Hoodie and Ann had left the room to check if the boss had gotten back yet. "What am I going to do..." she mumbled to herself. Masky still stayed silent in the room. He stared at the girl in front of him.

In a matter of a few months she had broken down into half the proxy he knew. He felt disgusted that this was someone who he had willingly taken orders from and yet, he still stood by her side. He glanced at the top of her head, her hair slightly tangled in the back from her tussling with Jeff earlier.

Her hair tangled at the back and top of her head, carelessly knitted together. Despite this his hand twitched, longing to place his hand upon her hair. To untangle the mess that had begun to build up on her head. He stopped himself, why did he even care?

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