Faithless (Creepypasta Fanfiction)

Chapter 9- End Of Training

I woke up by myself, like usual.

I murdered so many people yesterday, and i could finally sleep.

I have no remorse.

I got up and took a shower to properly wake up and dressed with a green hoody for luck against Hoodie and Masky and, like always, black skinny jeans and black and white Chuck Taylors, also known as All Stars.

As i finished dressing up, i remembered the paper on my hoody.

It should be full of blood spots though.

I went to the dark blue hoody i wore last night and took the paper out of its pocket.

I looked at the paper once more and froze in shock as i looked at it.

W-What? 

I started shaking.

"H-How..."I choked my words.

The paper that should have blood spots all over the paper had instead a red pattern around the paper, the red pattern being the blood.

How is this possible?

How can blood spatters turn into red patterns in a note? 

The patterns don't even disturb the words, it's carefully around it.

How?

"Jackie, lunch is ready you sleepyhead!" I heard Jane's voice as she opened the door.

"Huh? Why are you staring at that piece of paper like it has your death written on it?" She asked, confused.

Well, she might not be wrong, i'm pretty sure that if there is a way for me to die, Jake will do it.

"I-I..." I choked again, and then i shook my head, getting out of my shock.

"Yesterday, i found out who had burnt the orphanage. As i was expecting, it was Jake, the kids told me. He had left a message for me. I had placed it on my hoody pocket along with my bloody knife, so it should be full of blood spots, but..."I trailed off, showing it to her.

"Ah, Zalgo's power." She said, as if she had understood everything.

"What?" I asked.

"Zalgo has the power to curse the message so that it can never be destroyed. It can be burnt or ripped to pieces, but it will always go back the way it is or to who it was meant." She said.

Great, so now i can't get rid of it like i was hoping.

"But, how could Jake get Zalgo to do it, i mean, he has better things to do, right?" I voiced my thoughts.

"That's a great question, Jackie." She said. Great, so even Jane is unaware of it, just great. 

"So, let's go lunch, alright? You have your last day of training today." She smiled.

"Yeah." I said as i placed the paper the top drawer of my nightstand.

Then we went downstairs to eat. 

Just one day left, one more day and i will be facing Jake and fighting him and i will also be seeing for the first time my dad, and i will meet him, after all this years.

I'm so anxious.

What is he like? What will he think of me? Will he like me? Will he even care? I think he will, considering that, according to Jane, he did everything on his reach so i wouldn't go with Zalgo and would stay here, in the family.

And about Jake, what if i screw up? It's Jake we're talking about, he's heartless, what if he wins the fight? I will seriously get hurt, and i really don't want that.