{Chapter 9}

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{Jeff's P.O.V}

I couldn't believe it. Silence laced the air like the woven threads of a quilt. Slenderman was currently wrapping my hand that [Name] had stabbed. ". . . You're sure that you did nothing to provoke her?" he asked again. He had already asked fifteen times already, and it was becoming annoying.

"How ma my times do I have to tell you!? I did nothing!!" I snapped, anger in my voice. Toby grabbed me by the hoodie and hit me against the dark red wall, anger in his eyes behind the orange goggles.

"Listen here, you idiot!" he yelled. His leathered-hand collided with my face, causing a dark, purple bruise to swell on my face. I think it seemed really noticeable on my face since it was like paper white. More punches and attacks came my way, so I kneed him in the gut. We broke into a full out fight, full of blood spitting and bruises all over. Toby punched me in the gut, causing me to lean on my knees to regain my breath. "She is incredibly important, so don't get pissy when we ask if you had anything to do with it!!"

"Enough!" Slender shouted, causing silence to suddenly fill the air. I wiped away some blood that was dripping from my lips and looked at the contrast of the deep red and my white skin. I felt guilt as I thought about how it went down.

"I should have never asked about her past. ." I muttered to myself. I felt anger and guilt build up in my chest, making it hard to breathe. The boss turned to me.

"What was that?" he asked. I kept my usual stoic face, trying to hide my pain and unusual feelings, although it was probably useless since he can read minds. Silence fell over the room once more before Slender nodded and turned back to the others.

"We have to get her back, before she seriously hurts someone. She could get caught and. . ." Toby's voice trailed off, leaving everyone's imagination to do the rest of the work. My heart beat fast.

'No. This. . . This can't be. She can't get hurt. . .'

Without wasting another second, I turned around and sprinted out the door, followed by that jack-ass, Toby.

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{With You}

Stomp stomp.

Grunt grunt.

Growl growl.

Whispers littered the busy city streets as you walked past the civilians. Your breathing was rigid; your eyes were wild and threatening. Mothers pulled their small children away, obviously fearful by the young woman's unstable state. "Are you okay?" a young man asked, worry lacing his voice. You turned around, your dull [eye color] orbs obviously showing you didn't have the stability to be in any social situations. A knife showed itself from your hoodie, and you took a threatening step towards the man, a low growl rumbling in your voice.

"[Name]!" You turned around to see a blue-eyed, black-haired man. Why did he look so familiar? "You have to stop this! Control yourself!" Instead of listening to him, you lunged towards the white hoodied man. He grabbed you and dragged you off, waving with an innocent smile on his face. "Sorry, folks! She's a sleep walker!" People looked at you two, obviously uncomfortable.

Once he had dragged you into the woods, you slipped out of his grasp and tackled him to the ground, a glistening knife to his neck. Your normally beautiful eyes were wide and wild with a crazy look. "This is your end, bastard," you cackled darkly, raising your weapon for the finishing blow. Jeff rolled out of the way and pinned you down.

"You have to snap out of it!!" You tried to bite him, but he snapped back out of the way. "Are you really going to make me use that. . ?" he muttered.

"Come at me!" you screamed, but soon cut off by a pair of lips on your own. Your eyes slowly began to calm, and your heart skip a beat.

'He's. . . KISSING ME!?'

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