BR: Battle Scars

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Hoodie looked down. "I don't know how you feel, but I know someone does." Jeff growled. "Don't you dare, you faceless loser." Hoodie shrugged, and Rose took the chance. She slapped him, hard. He stumbled back. "Don't corner anything up, and don't bring Jeff into this. Tell me why you did that to me." Masky got up, and helped Hoodie sit down. "We need to see your weakness." Rose growled. "You wanted to tell everyone the thing I regret the most!? Oh, yeah. Great. I take it you did the same thing too Jeff? Sorry, man." Jeff shrugged. "Examples, not fully into it." Rose smiled. "Yeah. But I'm still waiting for an answer."
Hoodie only said, "No. Jeff... Jeff had remembered it, he killed Liu too soon." Jeff ran toward him, but both EJ and Rose held him back.
Rose whispered. "He wants us that way. Show him your strong side." Jeff stopped, and sat down. He still sharpened his knife, but it was better than a proxy dead. Hoodie didn't move, but he spoke. "Like I said, the kill was too fresh." Jeff didn't move, but he spoke. "You better leave me alone, faceless jerk." Rose looked at him. Masky pushed her back, fast, before she could do anything. "For one, tell Jeff to leave the 'maskless jerk' alone. Second, let me tell you what my friend here is afraid to say. You were to supposed to see that. We didn't want you in pain."
Rose nodded, and still was held to the wall. "Third, I'm so sorry. You weren't supposed to know about us." No one moved. Hoodie came towards Rose. "Masky..." Masky went into the kitchen. Rose didn't move, and she just gaped. She finally mustered the courage to move. "I need to go see Masky... See if he's alright." He ran into the kitchen, and Masky turned. He had a knife in his hands. He turned quickly. Rose dogged the knife, and before anything else, she kicked the knife out, and caught it in her palm. Masky gasped. "You okay?" Rose nodded.
The knife was stuck in her hand. She took Masky's hand, and he pulled on the knife. She flew backwards, landing on the floor. Masky landed on top of her. She couldn't see, because Masky's chest was on top of her face. She gasped, and found she could breath. Masky put his hand on her breast. She blushed. Maybe he was getting up. He squeezed his hand. Rose couldn't move. Then, she punched him, knocking him into the wall, and she screamed.