Proxy in Command (Creepypasta X Reader)

Chapter 15

I felt my breath become uneven again before I closed my eyes. I had to fight this urge and the only way to overcome this fear was to feel superior. I opened my eyes again and stared at them through the mirror. I felt an insane sensation take over which made me smirk.

"I'm going to kill her."

(...)

I put on my leather gloves before knocking on Rachel's door.  I changed my dress into black leggings and my black hoodie with my hood up. As I was waiting, I looked up and noticed a security camera facing my direction. I made sure to take a note of that after I was done.

The door opened and revealed Rachel with her mascara smudged off. She was still wearing the same clothes she wore earlier. After she noticed it was me, her gaze turned into a glare once she saw me.

"What are you doing here?" She asked with an annoyed voice. The smell of alcohol hit me as she spoke. She was indeed drinking her feelings away. 

"I came here to talk and offer you an offer that benefits us both," I replied.

"It's midnight," she pointed out. "What's your miserable excuse at this hour?"

"I'm not sure if you're aware of Derek's doing when he's drunk."

She scoffed. "He turns into a horny bastard, I know."

I pulled down the hood of my hoodie and showed her what he had done to my neck. She widens her eyes for a few seconds before looking away. "You're here to brag, aren't you."

I shook my head. "On the contrary, I want to leave but I thought of a plan on how he can realize his feelings for you. That is if you still have feelings for him."

She stared at me for a few seconds before sighing. She moved to the side and gestured for me to go inside. I placed my hands inside my hoodie pocket as I went in. She gently closed the door and sat on her white couch. She gestured for me to sit next to her which I did.  Since her couch was facing the coffee table, I noticed there was a half-empty glass with alcohol. 

"My plan sounds hectic but bear with me. The others are aware of your depression so we could use that as an advantage. I'm thinking of you writing a suicide note. Derek will read it and try to save you because you're planning on jumping off the bridge. I'll "stay" here in case if you come back but I'll be busy packing and leaving. Once you both come back you will be the one to comfort him in my absence. Eventually, you'll be with him and I'll be free."

She took a minute to process what I've just told her. "Why does it have to be on a note? Why can't I just text him before I leave?" 

"It'll be more convincing. If you text him it sounds as if you're planning on it," I answered.

Again, there was silence in the room. She kept moving her gaze across the room as she was thinking about it.

"You want to leave that badly?" She asked. I nodded. "I should have known you were using him as the rest of us."

I raised both of my eyebrows. "Us?"

She nodded. "Don't tell me you actually believe in that Slenderman tale bullshit. We only joined his stupid association just so we have a place to live in without paying rent. We all know Derek is insane in thinking they exist." She confessed. 

"You and his associates are just using him?" I asked to be clear. I wasn't sure if she was confessing this because she was drunk or she trusted me enough. 

"Why do you think we never show evidence they exist? We just don't try as he does. You can't say anything either because it looks like you're using him as well."