Slenderman: I love you, (Y/n)

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(Y/n)'s POV

I jogged slowly through the fog, tears streaming down my cheeks. Cold air hitting my face as I ran faster stumbling over logs and twigs.

I slowed into a clearing. I sat on a dead tree stump and rest my elbows onto my knees as I sobbed.

Misery filled my mind. Thats all I felt. A horrible day. Bullying at school, my grandma dies, so does my dog, I should just get killed.
Stop being such a disappointment to the world, to myself.

I quietly screamed pulling my hair slightly. Why me?

Flashback;

I picked up my pace a bit to see if I could dodge a session of pick on (Y/n) with Amber.

I was about to reach the double doors, success- too late.

"Hey dipshit. Thought you'd escape us did you. Too bad bitch... now *cracks knuckles menacingly* how are we going to yeach you to not fight the fact that your a lonely bitch? Huh? ANSWER ME SLUTT!" she screamed in my face spitting, a lot.

I shook my head,

"Please no... please leave me alone," I begged.

She let out a sarcastic laugh,

"Ha ha ha...Maybe... not. We need you to understand that you are the outcast, lonely whore, dumb bit cheaper who don't know shit 'bout people." She says harshly.

She picks me up off thw floor and punches me across the face.

I cry. Sobb. Beg. Scream. Whine. Babble. Break apart.

"Are you getting it yet (Y/n)? " she says kicking my ribs brutally.

I curl up into a small ball and take the beatings untill I'm coughing up mu inside.

"I think I'm done. Now, go kill yourself or something slut," she says grabning the money I had in my sweater as my lifeless body fights to stay alive.

She leaves. I grab the wall for support and wipe the blood from my lip with my hoodie.

I grab my stuff the floor and trip over to the door. I use all the force left in my small teenage body to push the doors open.
I slowly walk, trying to keep my horrible balance.

Witha bruise under my left eyes, a busted lip, and probably a broken rib I manage to walk down the school stairs.

The salty tears burn my open lip wound and I start up the dirt path in the woods home.

Its already 6:30. Great, now my abusove parents are going to throw my dead body into the hudson river...

Then, I hear a ringing noise.

My phone.

I reach with trembling fingers and grab my cell phone and answer it.

"Hello?" I croaked.

"I don't really care, but I thought you should know nona lena died, so bye..." my mother bitches on the other line. And before I can react she hangs up.

Nona Lena. My grandma, the only one I would ever be able to turn to. No longer here.

Darkness now starting to fall I drop my things on the spot and burst out in tears dropping to the dirt below me.

After a few minutes of more tears (as you can se your very emotional. ) I felt little drops of water hitting my skin

Rain.

I got out of my state of dpression and stood up.

End of flashback;

Slenderman's POV;

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