Adopted by Creepypasta (Creepypasta FanFiction)

Chapter 12

Marie's POV

          We found a spot near a deepish waterfall pond. The trees surrounded us as if they were gates. I walked near the water and turned. Jeff was standing about seven feet away, holding his knife. "Are you ready?" he asked, getting into position.
          I nodded and got ready. He plunged at me, stabbing air as I dodged his every move. The more I dodged, the closer I got to the water. I tried not to fall in. I never learned how to swim. What if I fall in? What would I do? Will he help me? My train of thought was stopped suddenly by Jeff kicking me in the stomach. I stumbled and fell back. Water started to pull me under. I tried to swim up, but I kept sinking. My lungs started to hurt as water started to fill them. Suddenly, everything went black.

Jeff's POV

          Bubbles started to come to surface. Why isn't she coming up? I stood there for a minute before I realized. She can't fucking swim! I took off my hood and ran to the water. Before I got to the edge, she popped out and landed in front of me. I stared at her. Her skin was pale white. Her nails were too long to be normal. She looked up to me and smiled. Her teeth were sharp. "Hello~," she sang, standing up, "What brings you to your death?"
          I stood up straight, clutching my knife. "You know who I am, Marie," I said calmly, "I know you're in there."
          She tilted her head, her smile widening. "Marie isn't here at the moment," she said, stepping closer to me, "Marie is a weakling. She's a fraud. She's not real. I am."
          I kept my knife behind me, tightening it more. "She's not a weakling," I said, "She's not a fraud. She is real. And you're nothing but an imagination. Marie is the real girl!"
          She grabbed my arm, her nails scratching me. She pulled me close, whispering, "Sorry, love. But it seems that you've entered my wonderland. And my wonderland is your hell."
          She clawed at me, barely scratching my hand. I backed away quickly. She cackled, her eyes never leaving mine. There's nothing to get to her. She's unstoppable! Suddenly, a thought came to me. I walked to her and dropped my knife. I grabbed her face and made her look in my eyes. "Marie, if you're in there," I said, her true form scratching my arms and sides, "remember Sally! Remember Masky! And Hoodie! Remember your family! Remember who your family is!"
          She slapped my hands away and kicked me to the floor. I was bleeding pretty badly. She stood over me, smiling.
          "Goodbye, friend," she said, "Nice meeting you." I sighed and covered my eyes, ready for my fate.