SlenderRoss

Arrival (slendeross ch. 1)

As I knelt drawing on the tree, the last thing on my mind was rationality and my sanity. I slid my finger in a line, completing the symbol- the symbol drawn in my blood. It had to be, I didn't like the sting in my arm, and the way it reminded me of the scars littering my skin, but it didn't really matter anymore. I needed to summon it and this was the only way.

I thought about it for a moment, a quick pull back from the brink of insanity, why I was doing this, what I needed to escape from, how I was too afraid to do it myself. I groaned, "I'm such an idiot why couldn't I have just read the signs I would have spared myself all of this." No you wouldn't, you would still feel like this only you wouldn't know his rejection. I ignored the blood still dripping from my arm and instead focused my thoughts elsewhere.

With a sigh, I pulled out my phone, quickly turning it on. The screen was cracked from misuse and the colors were off a bit from when it had been dropped in water but I didn't care. I went to the messages between me and him. All of the recent ones were from me, no shit, I thought, after what I sent I wouldn't talk to me either. I scrolled up to the words, the words that caused all of this, those three fateful words, the ones that were supposed to bring people together. Not tear them apart.

I sighed softly then scrolling to the last message I had sent him reading it in my head as the screen started to flicker. (I'm sorry I don't know why you don't care anymore and I'm sorry I did this. If you ever get these messages or listen , I'm sorry but I can't do this anymore I'm leaving and no one will be able to find me, even if you did its too late. I'm so sorry) I sighed, water filling my eyes and making them blurry. After all this time, three weeks to be exact, three weeks of running and hiding and my emotions tearing me apart, I didn't think I would still care. The screen went fuzzy and turned off, a sign of his arrival, and I sighed, dropping it into my pocket.

I began to feel like I was being watched and started to hear a slight static. My arm still stung like crazy and the blood still trickling out of it hadn't slowed, but I didn't try to staunch the bleeding. Who cares, maybe I'll die before it gets me after all, letting out a small chuckle I looked up from my lap to stare at the symbol again. Its symbol. A circle with an X drawn through it, glistening bright red against the tree bark. I smiled as the static grew louder and I began feeling a little nauseous.

Looking away from the symbol, I stared out into the forest, waiting as the static sound grew louder and my nausea worsened. While I waited, I thought of him. His cocky smile, his warm, thick voice, the way his eyes lit up when he was winning whatever game he was playing. Even his letters he would send, all three of them sent letters, mostly responding to all of my fan mail or commenting about how much I sent, but his were the most important to me. His letters, his letters of how he thought I was funny, or his response when he saw a picture of my face and he told me I was pretty. My eyes watered even more, threatening to spill over, and I looked up through the haze, glancing around for the thing I had foolishly summoned.

I closed my eyes sending a single tear down my cheek, then opened them again, and saw it standing there. Tall wearing a dark suit with a red tie, long arms hanging at its side and four thrashing tentacles behind its back, Its pale head and faceless features, besides the cracked open mouth skin still connecting, teeth showing stained red. The nausea felt overwhelming and I thought I was about to throw up but pushed the feeling away. It was funny, according to the stories I was supposed to be scared, fearing my inevitable death or slow insanity driving myself to want him to kill me. Instead I felt hope, the feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. Whatever this creature would do to me it couldn't be as bad as what had happened to me. Unlike all its victims I wanted to die. As I watched it, one name came to mind, the name of the horrifying creature, smiling I softly whispered it.

"Slenderman"

sorry this is such a short chapter!! they're going to get longer i promise, for now i'm just setting things in motion. this is going to be a fairly short story with a fair but a fluff and maybe some angst i'm not sure yet. however once i'm done with this ill probably keep writing fanfics and ill take suggestions on what i should write. please message me any ideas or ships you want me to write.