Please, Kill Me (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

Chapter 17

I awaken by the alarm of my phone and I just realize that I'm losing track of the time. Its already 7:30 in the evening the time were I usually took my medicine but.. I stop drinking it months ago because its useless.

I dismiss my alarm and unlock my phone. I immediately look inside my gallery and there I found some of my photos back then.

"Happy birthday Dear! What's your wish?" Mom ask after clapping and sang the Happy birthday song. I play my thumb as I look at my cake.

"I.. want to go back in our hometown Mom" I answered then Dad who is sitting next to me let out a sigh and placed his hand above my right shoulder.

"I know its tough Y/N, but Daddy's work is in here" he said.

"And also, do you want to leave Daddy here alone?" Mom ask and I immediately shook my head then came near me kneeling, holding my hand.

"Don't worry, we will go back there soon" she said.

"Yes Y/N, don't worry Daddy will make it. We will go back to our hometown and be with our families again" Dad added and I smiled to the both of them then they hugged me.

"Promise?"

"We promise Y/N" they both said as they hug me tightly. A hug that I want to feel once again.

Tears coming out from my eyes, I bit my lip to not make a noise and to control my emotions. A promise that'll never be done, because they are now gone. I cover my face as I continue crying and wiping my tears but it never stop.

Child

I slowly opened my teary eyes to look at Slender who appeared in my room.

I apologize to come here without permission but why are you crying?

He ask then I sat down in my bed and then the pain I just feel lessen and my tears suddenly stop maybe because I'm used to not show anyone that I am crying.

"Its.. its okay, Slender"

Do you need someone to talk to?

I was quite shocked hearing this from him but I feel so comfortable with him it looks like I am talking to my Dad.

"I... if.. I don't know" then he sat down next me staring at the wall far from us.

Its better to let out what you feel than keeping it inside because soon it will explode without you noticing it.

"I'm just.. not used to talk about this to others" I said while looking at my hand lying on my lap.

You don't have to be used to this to be able to talk it with someone, but I won't force you.

He said and I just kept quiet.

I jusy came here because we are going to dinner and I'm sure you're hungry, so come downstairs.

I just nodded silently then he stand up and reach the door.

Stop hurting yourself over and over and start facing the reality even though it gives pain but be more stronger than it.

It made me more speechless to what he said before heading downstairs. Why does everyone thinks that its better for me to live? Why does Mom wishes me to live even though he knows how bad living on earth? Why do they always saying that I need to forgive myself for all I've done? Why do they care about my life while I'm in the opposite?

Reality's not only breaking me or giving me pain but it kills me.

I take a deep breath to calm myself and my emotions, wipe my tears before heading downstairs. No matter what others think about me living my life still in the end.. I'll be dead.