Prized Posession (The Ghostface x Masc Reader)

You groaned as you brought your hands to your head, rubbing your temples. Your eyelids felt heavy and they were hard to open as your head was pounding. You had been stirred from your sleep from loud laughter and bottles clanking together.

You sat up as you had been laying on the carpet, an absolute mess. Squinting your eyes against the bright lights in the cabin, you reached for your boxers to put them back on, your head spinning.

The Trapper was drinking behind the bar with the Ghostface leaning across it facing him with his back towards you. The Trapper took another sip from his glass before nodding in your direction.

"He's up." He said and the Ghostface swirled around to face you, a glass of dark liquor in his hand.

A smirk formed on his face as he looked at you as you remain on the floor. You glared up at him as you were sober now, the effects of his bite completely gone. You went to stand and groaned from the pain throughout your body from the assault and plopped back down. You understood what had happened and the Ghostface watched you smugly as you began to hyperventilate.

The Ghostface took another sip from his glass before happily sighing, swirling the liquor around in his glass.

"You..." The Ghostface brought his finger tips to his mouth, kissing them before lowering his hand.

"....were perfection." And he drank the remaining liquid before slamming his glass down on the bar.

He leisurely leaned back against the bar table with his elbows propped behind him as he stared at you and you struggled to find your breath and calm yourself.

"You seem upset, want to talk about it?" The Ghostface bit his bottom lip, stifling a laugh and the Trapper choked, chuckling behind him.

Your face and neck was hot with anger as you lifted your gaze towards his, your eyes watering. You could not hold back the tears as they rolled down your cheeks, and you wiped them away with the back of your hands.

You glanced around the area noticing Jake was no longer present and you saw a large amount of blood had been spilled where he had previously layed. Your hateful glare returned to the Ghostface.

"Where is Jake...?" You asked through clenched teeth.

"Not here." The Ghostface replied, amused by your returned anger.

Your hands balled into fists as you remained on your knees, doing all that you could to remain calm.The Ghostface snickered, wiping the tip of his nose with his thumb.

"Don't worry, he's been returned to your little campsite. Just waiting for you with a big heart, I'm sure of it." His words were filled with sarcasm only making you angrier.

Suddenly your stomach grumbled loudly and you hugged yourself, squeezing your eyes shut from the pain.

The Ghostface lifted himself completely from the table and you watched him walk behind the bar table, reaching below retrieving a ornate metal serving tray with a lid.

He walked up to you before kneeling down in front of you, smirking the entire time. You watched him place the serving tray on the ground and he lifted the lid revealing perfect looking strawberries and melons. Your stomach growled again and you hugged yourself tighter, glaring at him.