Proxy in Command (Creepypasta X Reader)

Chapter 51

"I'm so sorry Y/N."

I kept my blank expression as I let him continue.

"I made several mistakes and you paid the price for it. I regret thinking so low of you, you didn't deserve it. I let my ego get the best of me to the point I made stupid decisions."

I gulped before taking a deep breath.

"How is it possible that Zalgo, who is my enemy, showed more compassion than you ever did? It's understandable what he did to me in the end because everyone's patience is limited but he was patient for years!" I moved my gaze to the books as I shrugged my shoulders. "I shouldn't be surprised. He had more patience when he taught me how to use weapons unlike you."

"What? He had contact with you before?"

A sigh escaped from my lips. "That doesn't concern you."

"But it does! When did he start talking to you?"

"Why did you kill my parents?" I growled, changing the topic.

"No Y/N, when did he-"

"WHY DID YOU KILL MY PARENTS!" I stomped my foot.

Slenderman stood there in silence before shaking his head. "I didn't kill them."

Closing my eyes, I felt my patience running thin. "So you're going to keep lying and claim they left me in the forest?"

"Y/N-"

"It's funny how for years I stood in your spot and bowed down in front of you because I held so much respect and appreciation, only for me to find out it was all a lie."

"Y/N please."

"Why did you kill them?" I repeated.

"I didn't kill them. Someone else did."

"Who did?" I slammed my hands onto the table.

He hesitated before answering, "I can't tell you."

"So you still don't trust me?"

"I do!"

I turned around to grab a random paper he had on his desk. Raising my other hand, I gave myself a paper cut on my pinky, only to see red blood coming out.

"Clearly you do," I sarcastically said as I placed the paper back on the desk. "I nearly died because you didn't trust me."

Flashbacks from Zalgo whipping my back flooded my mind, making me cringe. I could still feel his whip marks on my back. His words still haunted me.

"Don't die out of blood loss." He smirked. "Or do, it doesn't matter, I can always torture your soul and revive you. I hope that you know you won't be able to escape from here. I just have to depend that you'll someday get Stockholm syndrome."

I didn't want to imagine what would have happened if I died. Being stuck in the under realm with Zalgo for a hundred years wasn't exactly ideal, especially the plans he had with me.

"After I killed half of his army, I stabbed him in the heart just as you said. For the first time, I felt joy but it was all crushed when I saw him smirking as he healed his wound. I grew into a state of shock. I felt so helpless, he took that as an advantage and hurt me. I nearly died because you lied to me."

He stood there silent, not knowing what else to say. He knew he couldn't say much because I wouldn't believe or listen to him in the first place.

"It's a shame really", I broke the silence. "What I'm about to do will affect the others, but I'm not certain how it'll affect you."