Trapped in the Abyss

Peeping Tom

Sarah's POV
I ate as much food as I could take, enjoying the different flavors after being deprived of food for so long. I thought about Slenderman as I munched on some carrots. I wonder if he eats. And if he does, then what does he eat? I've never seen him eat anything. Maybe he doesn't need to eat? Or maybe he can go really long without food. Well, whatever. What he eats doesn't concern me. Why did he always have to be so blunt? He can never just have a friendly conversation with a friendly tone of voice. No, he always had to go straight to the point and his tone of voice showed he was as happy to speak to me as a kick to the balls. Did he have balls? Ew! Why am I thinking about his balls!? STOP! UGH! Well, that image will take some time to fade from my memory. I blushed furiously and my head spun. I need to go lie down. I'm so full I don't think I'll need to eat ever again. I walk to the back door and entered the house. I felt very small in that huge kitchen. I managed to limp my way back to my room, shutting the door behind me. I looked at the bed and was surprised to find a pile of towels with a note on top. It said "Here are towels if you require them. There is apparel in the drawers. Alert me if you require anything else."
I stared at the note for a long time. I had no words. It felt kind of nice. I was so desperate for a nice, hot shower. I looked at his note again. "Apparel in the drawers". Always so formal. I looked in one of the drawers next to me and sure enough, there was clothing inside. I looked through it and took out a red, short sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans. It all looked to be my size. I looked through some other drawers and found underwear. They were all different colors and again, looked like they would fit me. I grabbed a pair of bright green panties and a matching bra. I blushed as I thought about who brought them here. This particular conversation was one I did not want to have with Slenderman. I layed out my clothes on the bed. Then I hesitantly opened the door to the bathroom. It was a big and expensive looking bathroom. The walls were white and the sink was porcelain. I gaped at the beautiful decor. I hung my towels on the towel rack next to the shower. I slid the shower curtain open to reveal the shower. Sparkly and white like the rest. I stripped completely, leaving my clothes in a pile on the floor. First I turned on the water and waited for it to warm up and then I stepped into the warm, yet refreshing water. It stung at first, as it touched all my cuts and bruises, but then it felt rich on my skin. I let it run down my body and then I grabbed the shampoo that was already in there and washed my hair. After ten minutes I exited the shower, feeling a lot better than I had in a while. I had the towel wrapped around me, covering my body. I left the bathroom and picked up my bra on the bed. I dropped my towel on the floor.
"How is every-"
"AGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!", I shrieked at the top of my lungs.
I quickly picked up the towel and held it out in front of me like I shield.
Slenderman stood at the front of the room, staring at me. What the fuck!!! What.THE. FUCK!!!??? My sudden out burst was affecting him. He tensed as my heart went a million miles per hour. I actually stared at him in fear. An embarrassing fear!
"What the actual fuck!? I told you not to do that!", I shouted.
I was fuming by now. I couldn't even express how angry I was but I was just so damn embarrased and he is still here staring at mewhatthefuck. I felt all the heat rush to my face and the room began to spin. I felt like passing out.
"I apologize. I forgot.", he said stiffly.
I would have forgiven him but he was still fucking standing there looking at me!
"Well, don't just stand there! Get out!"
"Why?"
"Because I'm not wearing anything!"
"So?"
"So, I don't want you here looking at me while I'm naked! It's embarrassing!"
"Is it?"
"YES! VERY! NOW GET OUT!"
He shook his head roughly. As if coming back to his senses.
"Very well. I'll wait outside. You humans make such a fuss about the littlest of things!"
And with that, he vanished.
I let out a sigh of relief. And then I yelled in frustration. I punched the wall. HUGE mistake. I had forgotten about my hands. I cried out in pain and held my hand gingerly. Tears spilled out and I buried my face into my towel and yelled in a mixture of pain, anger, and frustration.
"What's wrong!?"
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! GET OUT!"
There he was again. Staring at me only this time he was standing right in front of me and could clearly see everything. Much to my embarrassment, he just stared at my naked body. He looked at me with curiosity and something else. This was all too much. I didn't need to look in the mirror to know my face was probably as red as a tomato. I just wanted to dissappear. I buried my face in my towel. I drew in labored breaths.
"Slenderman...p-p-please. C-can you wait outside?"
There was just silence. I didn't want to look up. I just couldn't look at him right now. After a few minutes I looked up hesitantly. I was alone. I sighed heavily and this time took my clothes into the bathroom and locked the door.