God, do I love the smell of fresh blood in the morning. I laugh maniacly as I walk through the woods towards my house.
Katie, god she probably hates me. I laugh again, who cares?
I get tired of walking and begin to run, immortaly fast. I slipped on a twig and fell face first. I feel suddenly... thirsty, remembering I haven't fed in a while. I shoulda' fed on the teacher while I had the chance.
God, going so insane I n feast on blood now. I laugh mainiacly.
I hear someone step on a twig behind me. I gasp and pull out my kinfe, the blade facing the ground, and get it my stance.
I turn around, nothing.
A noise sounds behind me. I turn around to a tall, faceless man in my face.
I curse, "God Slendy, what is wrong with you?"
He laughs, "I was in the area, thought I'd say hi."
I curse again, "That's one freaky friggin hello, jerk." I playfully hit him with the butt of my knife.
He stands up straight. When standing up straight, he's over eight feet tall. I, myself, am around five-seven,
"Your bloodlust is acting up," Slendy says.
"How do you know about that? And I know, I'm not stupid, that's what I was gonna take care of before you scared the s-"
"Shush," Slendy said, cutting me off.
I inhale.
Jane.
"So," she says from behind me. I turn around quickly, "I see someone's been having fun without me."
I scowl and point my knife at her, "Shut up you nasty bit-"
She puts a finger over my mouth, "Ah ah ah, you naughty boy. No nasty language."
I growl and slice her cheek, leaving a deep cut on her skin.
She tisks, "You naughty, naughty boy."
She tries to cut my chest, but I grab her arm and try to stab her in the stomach, she blocks the attack then roundhouse kicks me in the rib cage, which sent me flying into a tree. The impact from hitting the tree causes me to lose my breath, and I hear a crack from my ribcage.
I shake my head and get up, then charge at Jane, then swing at her face. The impact makes her head jerk back.
I kick her in the side and she goes flying back. Slendy grabs her by the hood of her jacket and holds her up.
I punch her stomach, "You," I punch her again, "Stupid," I punch her again, "Little," I punch her again and blood pours from her mouth and all over me.
Slendy drops her and I shiver, her blood soaking into my skin.
"You okay, Jeff?"
I growl, "Yeah, I just need a shower now."
Slendy chuckles and walks with me to my house. When I'm inside, I grab a pair of black insanely-ripped skinny jeans and a black t-shirt, then pull off my hoodie and throw in to Slendy.
"Do me a favor, wash that for me."
He nods as I walk into the bathroom. I shut the door and turn on the water. I pull off my clothes and slip into the shower.
After my shower, I get out and get dressed in the outfit I chose and grab the semi-bloodied clothes. I walk downstairs and throw them into the dirty clothes basket. I pull on my favorite jacket and put my knife in the pocket.
Slendy comes back into the house and tosses my soaken hoodie. I sling it over a chair to dry.
"Whose Katie?" Slendy asks suspiciously.
"Some girl."
"How come you didn't just kill her?"
"I don't know, because I didn't want to. God why are you so friggin nosey?"
"I just wanted to know."
I walk outside, putting my hood on my head. I slip my hands into my pocket and grasp the handle of the knife.
My footsteps are heavy on the hround, almost a stomp. My bloodlust became stronger. I ran through the woods. I got to the city in under two minutes.
I look down the street, a woman is jogging.
I stop in front of her, my head still down. I look up at her and place my knife to her neck.
She gasps, "My my my, what have we here?"I say, "How's it hanging?"
She screams and I stab her in the side of her throat. She cripples and looks up at the sky, her eyes blank. I begin to suck the blood from the wound.I get back to the house, wiping the blood off my mouth. There is a note on the door, telling me Slendy left.
I walk inside and find Jane sitting on my couch, smiling, "Did you really think that would drive me away?"
I scowl, "Honestly, no."
"Well," she pins me to the wall, "You were correct." She licks the corner of my mouth where I missed a bit of blood.
I elbow her face and send her flying across the room, she lies on the floor. I flip her on her back and sit on her chest.
"Go to sleep."
"You c-"
I stab her in the neck. She stops talking.
I pick her body up off the floor and walk outside. I walk to a nearby lake and toss her body in it.
"Sweet nightmares."
YOU ARE READING
Smiley The Killer (Series Discontinued)
LosoweI never chose this: the smile forcefully carved into my cheeks, the sudden urge to kill, the home I never wanted. But, ya know, the world is not a wish granting factory.