*Mel pov*
"Mel, Dad.....he's going to die."
I looked between the two.
"N-NO!!" I screamed at them. "WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?! WHY WOULD YOU LIE LIKE THAT?!" I screamed at the two. It's not true...I remembered back on how dad was acting. No....no he's NOT going to die!!! No matter how much I tried to convince myself, I couldn't push away the evidence I had gathered. My vision blurred as tears flowed from my eyes. My knees felt weak and I leaned against the wall. "No....h-he....i-i...." I sniffed and tried to get my self together, only managing to silence the pitiful cries. I looked down.
"Look, Mel, he has a plan. He knew this would h-happen..." I looked up when I heard Trevor's voice shake. He was taking silent deep breaths and forcing back tears. He put on a knowing look, but his eyes looked scared and lost. My heart breaks even more, slowly getting crushed more and more into tiny shards. Loosing my parents the first time was hard, loosing Henry was harder, but loosing the only other being in the entire universe that could totally understand me was devastating. Even thought Trevor and Henry were less than a yard away, it felt like I was a million miles from anyone. I stood up off the wall and trudged past them and into the hallway. I heard Trevor start to come after me, but Henry stopped him.
"Let her grieve, she just needs time alone." I stopped in front of the screen teleporter and stared at it blankly. Where would I even go? I saw my bedroom appear on the other side and I walked through. I'm tired....so tired... I walked over to the bed and laid down and stared up at the ceiling blankly. The last few moments I had with him replayed in my head.
"I love you too, and Trevor." Was the last thing he said. I felt nothing. Nothing except a crushing loneliness. What even am I? I raised my hands over my head and looked at them. I'm not human. I'm not entirely slender being. I'm not entirely dad either.
"What am I?" I whispered to myself. Suddenly, I started to hear something. It slowly got louder and I felt the nothing inside me turn to dread and fear. It was the whispers. I grabbed the sides of my head and closed my eyes as they slowly got louder and louder. I curled up in a ball as the worse part came. Him. I curled up tighter as I heard a childish chuckle from in front of me.
"Oh c'mon!" I felt something force my hands away from my head and I stared up at him. The little boy was kneeling with his head tilted sideways, looking into my eyes. He smiled. "There's your face! Aww, what's wrong? Does Mel miss her daddy? Aww too bad. He probably doesn't miss you." I tried to pull my hands away. "Not gonna say anything? Afraid I'm right?"
"No, he loved me! He said so!" I looked away an tried to kick him. He let go of my hands and pushed me off the bed.
"Oh yeah, he also said he would teach you more when he gets back but I see that was a lie too. Face it Mel, he never even liked you." He looked of the bed with an annoying smirk. I tried to get to my feet only to feel him shove me back to the ground. "Think about it, he left you as a kid, yet he still raised Trevor. He let your first parents get murdered. He only started to like you when you became part slender being." The boy hissed out the last part. I shook my head.
"No, no its n-not like that!" I pushed my self away from him. He got off my bed and stood over me.
"Really? C'uz I smell doubt!" He sang. I felt him yank my hair back, pulling me so that he was standing right over my face. I cried out. He rolled his eyes. "Oh shut up!" He kicked my arm, not hard, but enough to cause an angry bruise to form. "Now, let's play a game. It's called 'kill myself'. It's where you find a way to kill your self with just the things in the room!" He laughed and I tried to push him away. He glared down at me. "What? Don't like my game? How about I just kill you myself!" He smiled and laughed as he dragged me by my hair towards the bathroom. "Lets see how long you can hold your breath!" He giggled as I struggled against him. I managed to pull myself free and scrambled away. He sighed and turned to me. "It won't be long! You'll come around eventually! I'll be there for your death too!" He giggled. I curled my self up in the corner, closed my eyes and covered my head. "Oh c'mon! No one'll miss you!" He sang.
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My friend
Fiksi Penggemar17 year old Mel had lived by her self for four years on the streets. But when she meets the mysterious Der Ritter who turns out to be the famous child killer, Slenderman will she finally get a friend, or will she need to watch her back more than usu...