What?

My lips tasted of sweet loving betrayal, and strawberries. I wanted to move away, but at the same time, I really didn't. It was warm, and wet, and so very sad. As soon as this thought had crossed my mind, it was replaced with a slow coldness and a light suctioned feeling as my lips were tugged forward a little, as if wanting more, then everything returned to normal. Or Atleast I wish everything was back to normal, but it never will be.

"W-why did you..?-" he pressed his finger against my quivering mouth, blocking my words from escaping "like I said, I love you my little dove. I refuse to let anyone harm a hair of your beautiful head" he softly whispered, brushing a strand of hair out of my confused face. I was scared of him, for the first time, I was truly scared of him.

I stumbled backwards and onto the cold, unforgiving concrete floor cowering and shrinking far into my metal confinement, as far away as I could get from him. "H-help, please don't do this David!" I begged and begged, all the while my stomach gargled and churned with a burning passion to escape.

"But, I've already saved you? From them of course, now nothing can hurt you!" He gleefully assured me, trying any way he could to convince me he was doing the saving and Jeff and the others were the ones trying to capture me. I don't want to believe it, they wouldn't do that, would they? They were protecting me, like they said they were. Weren't they?

"Jeff..." That was all I could say, the only name I could utter in this time of confusion. Why was that the only name I could say? 'Chris, Anna, Ben, Jake, dad, mannequin guy, Thomas, Sam, Bethany!' "Jeff" stop! He's a killer, he's tried to kill me before, why can't I stop saying his name?!

"JEFF! GET YOUR SORRY ASS HERE AND PROTECT ME! ISNT THAT WHAT YOU HAD TO DO?!" I screamed, and screamed no more, David looking at me in worry and anger. He was going to hurt me, maybe not physically, but slowly if I stay here he will cause my mind to rot till all I can think of is nothing but him and this damned thing he calls 'protection'.

I understand it now. Or maybe I'd just like to think i do but, all I know is that if someone is going to save me, it might as well be Jeff.

(Jeff's P.O.V)

"*huff* *huff* where, is she GODDAMNIT!" I couldn't contain my words as they spilt out of me like blood from a wound. She was mine to protect and so far, i haven't had much f***ing luck have i? "Jeff calm down, we will find her soon child, we must be calm about this, otherwise she herself will become worried--" "And how the HELL did you come to the conclusion that us being calm could help the situation in anyway huh?!" I retaliated, my blood bubbling with... I don't know? Bloodlust? The desire to kill or, something stronger?

"It is wise to think with a rational head, making irrational decisions is unwise child, please be calm..." That proud 'all knowing' voice spoke again, followed by a slight static. "Soooorry I couldn't hear you over the sound of (Y/N) being kidnapped!" I snapped, earning a menacing glare in return, or at least I assume it was a glare, I could never really tell.

I returned to my tracking through the woods, Slenderman following closely behind, disappearing every now and then to go converse with the other members of this little search party we have going on.

*whistle* "'ere boy! Where are you you stinking dog" I yelled waiting for my bloody companion to travel back to me with hopefully good news, and yet there was nothing. His usual growls and barking never made their way into my ears, my heart pounding with grief, and all because of a stupid mutt! Or... Was it (Y/N)? Ha! What a laugh, of course not...

My mind flashed back to only a week ago, when i was at her house, eating eggs and bacon and smiling with her as we watching game of thrones together, both yelling at the t.v. For the little blonde haired king to die. Her smiling and relieved face as her father had bought her lie she told him to keep him from realizing I was under the blanket. Even just yesterday before she was taken, when we threw the pillow at each other happily, or when we both rushed for the door at the same time, and our hands touched... I felt, happy?

For some reason, even though I treated her so badly, even though I have almost killed her multiple times, she still showed me that smiling and friendly face. Why?

My thoughts were cut short as barking had filled my ears, distant barking, but it was still recognizable, it's smilies! That shrill bloodcurdling bark could only belong to that beautifully stupid dog!

My legs carried me across the dark autumn leaves almost causing me to fall and tumble while I listened for the barking. The night fast approaches, and so do I, David you better be prepared, no one will save you now. From this nice cosy pit of hell you've jumped into.

"JEFF! GET YOUR SORRY ASS HERE AND PROTECT ME! ISNT THAT WHAT YOU HAD TO DO?!" A faint plea we heard from a nearby shabby looking cabin- wait! That goddamn phsyco, i should've known, he's taken her to our 'playhouse' from when we were little, or littler. I had forgotten all about it. Does he want to be found?

Our 'playhouse' that was filled with screams every night as we bought our surviving victims there to be punished for, living. In all honesty I was the one doing the killing most the time while David just sat in the corner whimpering about something he calls 'caring for the victims' hah! He was such a cry baby back then. Just the thought of it bought a smirk to my face.

I dashed over to the worn down door and kick it in without using much force, after all it had been unkept and in the hands of nature for like 10 years. I cautiously made my way around the room towards the opened trap door and peeked inside.

There she is! I see he's locked her in the cell, such a childish son of a bitch. Get ready to GO TO SLEEP david.

((Y/N) P.O.V)

I held my legs near my chest as David still stared at me, making me feel very uncomfortable. I darted my eyes around the room when i heard a slight creaking sound come from upstairs. My eyes widened and I felt relief wash over me, standing up and grasping onto the metal bars, smiling like an idiot, considering my predicament at the moment.

"Jeff... You came!" I gleefully announced, looking right at his wide black rimmed eyes. David turned around to inspect the other male who was now twiddling a knife in his hands, walking slowly towards david.

"Wow Jeffery, that took longer than expected, I thought you were good at hide and seek?" David taunted walking over to the blood stained killer and griping onto his shirt, bringing the taller male to his height. Jeff was only slightly taller, but that just made him even more threatening.

"Poor Jeffery Woods, the bullied, sadistic orphan child. Tell me, why did you come for (Y/N) Might I ask? surely it's because you have to protect the proxy, because you're being forced to. Or," David paused looking over at me and dragging Jeff along with him. He shoved Jeff's face roughly onto the metal bars and continued "is it because you've realized you actually love (Y/N)? You know she will never love you, a killer right?" David laughed a cold and heartless laugh, staring down a confused jeff.

I was just as confused, looking at jeff and seeing him staring blankly back. Jeff then suddenly reached a hand out towards me and pat my head. It felt so warm where he had touched me...

"All i can say to that is, what's mine is mine, and i intend on keeping it that way " he replied, moving his hand away from my head and swatting away David's, standing back up and roughly tugging at David's hair, jerking his head backwards and holding his knife to the confident males stomach. "Listen here you piece of shit, im going to be taking (Y/N) with me now, you got that pal? So how bout you GO TO SLEEP?" And with that jeff thrusted his knife into David's stomach.

There was blood, so much blood and yet David was still standing and giving jeff a a wink and a smile, almost as if it had no effect on him. Jeff stood back proud, admiring his work, until he saw David's face. Jeff backed up more and had a baffled looked on his bloodied features.

"Now now jeff, what kind of face is that?" David looked down and grasped the handle of the blood stained knife, pulling it out of his stomach with a grunt and throwing it to the side. Blood was gushing out of his new wound, but as quickly as it appeared, it had vanished, gone.

"Why? David, did you?" Jeff asked, seriousness coated his words, almost asking a full question, but by the looks of it, David already understood. "I had to! Do you think my frail and weak body you mocked and made fun of for so long could've protected (Y/N)? Huh?! I had to do what I did! It was the only way I could protect her from monsters like you!" Suddenly David lunged at jeff and pinned him down on the ground, causing Jeff to topple over and hit his head on the metal bars, hard.

"David? What did you do?" I trembled, rushing over to Jeff who was lying on the floor clearly in pain, mumbling about how much that hurt. At least he's still alive... "I did it all for you my little dove haha, can't you see? Using 'his' power is what makes me able to protect you--" Jeff, clearly angered and raging threw David off him, all the way to the other wall of the room, resulting in a loud *BANG* before some of the wall chipped off and fell to the ground along with a now weakened David.

"Just shut up David, SHUT UP! Why the hell would you think using that dickholes power is in anyway going to protect (Y/N), do you know that guy is the reason she's in this f***ing mess in the first place? He is the reason WE NEED THE GODDAMNED PROXY'S" Jeff walked over to his knife and wiped the blood off with his hoody, making his way over to the weakened male, who sat there coughing up blood and spitting some to the side.

Jeff grabbed his collar and steadied his knife for David's head, and in all this commotion I found myself completely unable to watch one of my best friends die, regardless of what he's done to me. "Jeff STOP!" I screamed.

I don't really know what happened next? Suddenly there was a flash of white, and my body felt like it was pulsating. My mind went blank along with any emotion i had. I felt like some kind of doll. The area on my left shoulder where Jeff had cut me a while back stung, but it didn't feel like that was the cause for the weird ring like stinging sensation , instead the feeling I had there was a seething heat, like I was being branded with a branding iron.

Then everything went black, that colour I'm all to familiar with by this point, that dark colour that represent nothingness. It engulfed me in its embrace...

"It looks like you've finally awoken child"

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What happens Next? Find out in chapter 17 Bad Temptations :P

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Haha woop, I hate writing fight scenes cause I'm shit at it, but ayy, hopefully I can get somewhat better at it later in the story. So wow, whatcha thinks GONNA happen to David now the silly bugger. Pretty damn possessive if you ask me. :D