Chapter 22: I'm An Anesthetized Asshole, Baby.

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ROUGE ROYAL POINT OF VIEW :3

My hands are shaking more than usual, no I'm not on drugs, it's just anxiety, they shake as I make them write with a pen in hand, any thought I have, anything, a sad thing, a happy feeling, a joke and by now, I have something interesting and I don't know how I feel about it.

'' Maybe I'll forget you, maybe never, maybe I think about you, a little more than usual, maybe I'll call you at night, maybe you'll hang up my call, I promise I'm not exaggerating when I tell you that without you I'm nothing, maybe you're prouder than I am, maybe I've got problems in remembering that you told me that being with me wasn't worth it But who gets over the love of their lives on a few days, in a few nights, maybe only you, or maybe not even you, but if you're over me that way, that means I was never the love of your life''

Pretty sad huh? Well when I read this I can't help but remember how I felt that day that Toby left me, on the backyard declaring that he didn't love me, I cannot feel the anger over the agony this time, I feel something weird on my chest, a tingling sensation, but whatever if I'm dying I guess that's good, or maybe it's not but I'll ignore it anyways.

I stand up from the chair and I look at my window, there I can see Ticci Toby walking to the side, when he feels watched, he turns his head to my window and instinctively hold myself to the other side of the window, hiding without him seeing me watching him.

-It's not okay to stalk your ex, you know? – Masky's voice calls my attention behind me and I turn to see him, he's not wearing his mask and seems to have been sweating just a little

-Hey Tim- I try to smile without feeling embarrassed

-Hi... Just passing by- He puts on his mask- hey, have you noticed anything weird lately about Toby? Like, why does he suddenly disappear?

-I thought he was doing Slender's work- I give him a confused look

-Yeah, but without Slender ordering anything? – He crosses arms

-I don't know, he's weird that's all I know- I do the same

-Alright thanks- He goes out from my room, closing the door

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I take out the knife from the woman's back as she gasps and then to screams in pain for her life, taking her by the hair and pulling it so her neck is extended and my knife goes directly to her throat as she scream.

-They don't call me queen for nothing- I whisper to her ear

I behead her staining myself in blood, when I believe the person is dead I stand up and wipe the blood from my hands on my leather leggings frowning then, hiding my knife, as I walked I felt somebody watching me, I try to walk faster, sucking up the feeling of wanting to yell to the air some bullshit that isn't going to work, but I feel steps behind me and eventually I can hear them. My legs keep making me walk as something pushes the air out from my lungs, anxiety of course, I stop suddenly and I turn around, I see nothing behind me nothing to fear more than the empty woods, the breeze moving the trees, the branches making them creak, at the same time making me shiver. But once again when I turn around to keep walking towards the town, now I see something I didn't saw earlier, when I lower my sight, right there on the ground, between the dirt, grass, and rocks, a white envelope with my name on a beautiful handwriting.

Regina Elizabeth GraysCold

What the hell?

TROYE GRAYSCOLD (THE PROPHET) POV

My paws get slowly soaked on the river's water, I lower my head and dip my snout on it, taking water and refreshing myself, but I raise my sight when I feel someone near me, my ears are open to sounds and I try to listen the silence, then I hear movement, on the bushes a few meters away from me, I turn into my human form once again and I stand up from the ground now walking to the bushes where I noticed movement, gingerly walking keeping myself from creaking any branches, and then when I'm close enough to the bush, I glare at a titian long mane, along with a green sweater, I take the person by the shoulder and make them turn, and I see a girl.

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