Sarah's POV
I slowly shuffled out of the room, shutting the door behind me and leaning back against it. My eyes were glued to the floor. I refused to look Slenderman in the eye. I just couldn't do it! That damn pervert! I felt the heat rushing to my face again. I stared at the floor furiously. Neither of us said a word, so I decided to speak first.
"So...what did you need?", I said through grit teeth. "Nothing.", he snapped angrily. He spoke to me as if I had done something wrong!
"Is there something you'd like to say because, by all means say it!" I didn't look up from the ground.
"It doesn't concern you, human.", he said coldly.
I hate it when he says that to me. I honestly thought he was changing. Tears threatened to spill out of the corners of my eyes. I lowered my gaze even more so Slenderman wouldn't see.
"Fine, then.", I choked out.
I jerked the door open and once I was inside I made sure to slam it as hard as I could.
"Pervert!", I yelled angrily through the door.
I stomped over to the bed and flung myself on it. I buried my face in the covers and shouted out my frustrations. Angry tears escaped my eyes and after a while of trying to hold them back I let them out. I cried angrily until I heard a rough knock on the door. I looked up in surprise. Slenderman had never knocked before. I approached the door cautiously, slowly turning the door knob and peering out through the small opening I had made. Slenderman stood upright. He was looking at the ground.
"What do you want?", I said in my now hoarse voice.
He didn't speak, he only held up a small package in his large hand. I eyed it curiously.
"May I come in?", he said with some effort.
I took a moment to think about it. Did I really want him in here? Not if he was going to keep being an asshole. Then again, he had never knocked before. Or asked permission to enter, or for anything. I sighed in defeat. As much as I wanted to turn him away, I just couldn't when he was being nice. Who am I kidding. I like having him around. When he's not a dick. I stepped back and opened the door completely. He entered cautiously. He had to duck his head when he entered. I'm pretty sure he grew taller. He still hadn't explained what he wanted.
"So, what's all this about?"
He didn't say anything. He just avoided my gaze and pointed towards the bed I stared wide-eyed in confusion. I hesitantly walked to and sat on the edge of the bed. He walked over to me and sat a careful distance across from me. He was starting to scare me.
"Slenderman. What's going on?", I asked timidly.
He wouldn't look at me. He just opened the package he was holding. Inside were medical supplies. He held up a roll of bandages and motioned me to give him my hand. My hand shook as I layed it in his much larger one. I flinched slightly at the coldness of his skin. His hand was soft, though. It was twice as big as mine. He began to wrap my hand with the bandages. I was kind of embarrased of the sudden contact, so I directed my focus to my hand only. He finished wrapping it and gestured for my other hand. He had to bandage this one more than the other. As he turned my hand over I noticed a rather large cut on my palm. I hadn't really payed attention to it. As I stared at it I got a sudden image in my head. I was in the woods, and it was snowing. The obscured image of Slenderman was right in front of me as I cut my hand on an icicle. I snapped back into reality and jerked my hand back. Slenderman looked at me in surprised confusion. I could only looked back in fear.Slenderman's POV
I was halfway through bandaging her hand when she suddenly snatched it back. Her emotions suddenly rose and I froze as I sensed her fear. She stared at me fearfully. This wasn't having its usual effect. Usually I would thrive on being someone's nightmare, but when she looked at me that way, I just become so angry. The kind of angry where you want to hit something as forcefully as possible. What angered me more than her reaction was mine. I hate it when she does this to me. She was doing it again. Looking at me with those bright blue eyes and luring me in. Her scent melted my hunger away into something much sweeter still. Although I had yet to interpret what this particular emotion was. I had never encountered it before, but I knew that we both possesed it. Or rather, she possessed it and had infected me with it. However, it would not work. I would fight it as much as I could. I am strong-willed, but when she looks at me with those eyes. I had never noticed that they were a beautiful blue color. One I had rarely ever seen. It was the not the blue of the ocean or the sky, but a blend of both. Both colors collided and swirled into her eyes to create the most intense blue I had ever seen. I could not look away, but it was this that enraged me. She would set her trap and once I was caught she would begin to infect me with that terrible feeling. I don't know what dark sorcery this was but I would not succumb to it! I tore my gaze away from those eyes before they could poison me any more. I stood up and walked to the farthest corner of the room, trying to keep my distance. This curse she had laid up on me made me want to do things that I couldn't explain. It made me think the dirtiest of thoughts. Such as when she was unclothed. I had memorized every curve on that preciously delicate body. I hungered in a different way now. No! This is precisely what I was referring to. She is trying to manipulate me with this. I cast away these sexual thoughts from my mind. Or at least I tried to. It made me so angry! How was she doing this? I clenched my hands into fists. Tremors ruptured throughout my entire body. I felt the rest of the room shake as well. Everything seemed to be directing me towards one thing. Her. No! No! No! I grit my teeth and clenched my fists tighter. This is fine. I can handle this as long as she just doesn't-
"Are you okay?!"
-talk.
Her voice was dragging me in and I tried to leave desperately, but I couldn't bring myself to. For once in my entire existence a human had overpowered me. I couldn't leave. I couldn't speak. I couldn't do anything. I had to escape. Suddenly the scent I had always relished was now intoxicating. She was now standing a few inches away from me. I expected to see her frightened, but she was worried. Worried about me. She was winning this stupid battle. I could always just kill her now before it's to late. The thought of her lying lifeless no longer pleased me. In a desperate attempt to be released I grabbed her by the throat and tried to choke her. I tried to squeeze harder but I just couldn't. She only looked at me in confused fear. I might have been able to do it. To finish the job. If I hadn't looked at her eyes. They weakened my grip so that I was only holding her neck now. I released her in defeat. I directed my anger to the wall behind me instead. I turned and and punched a large hole in the wall, causing dust and debris to fly everywhere. When the dust settled I turned to a coughing human. She coughed at the dust and waved her hand in front of her face. Once she had settled down she looked at me again. With the same confused fear. I would have punched another whole in the wall but she spoke first.
"What's wrong?", she asked desperately.
She didn't fear for herself, despite my attempt to end her life. She feared for me. I couldn't fight this curse anymore nor did I want to. I fell to my knees in absolute surrender.
"That's it, human. You have won." I said.
She walked up to me and grabbed my hand with both of hers. She held it to herself.
"What are you talking about? Tell me what's wrong! Please!", she said, sick with worry.
I felt her heart beat on my hand and for once didn't want to tear it out. For once I just wanted to listen.
"You.", I said.
"What?", she replied in confusion.
"You're what's wrong with me."
"I don't understand."
"Neither do I. I don't understand any of it. Why I can't seem to stop thinking about you in such a way. I don't understand what you do to me. I can't explain it."
Her eyes widened.
"I'm not doing anything, I promise!"
"Well, then how do you explain the thoughts, the desires, the feelings!"
She stared at me intensely with those big, blue eyes of hers. I would drown in those eyes.
"That's not something you can control, silly. It's out of my control, too.", she said, holding my hand closer to herself.
"How do you know?"
"Because I feel it too. I've felt it for some time now and I keep trying to fight against it but I can't. No matter how hard I try it's always there. There's no getting rid of it."
I had never heard such madness before. So I was doomed then? I was to forever to be cursed into pining after a human who can never possibly feel the same for me?
"I'm sorry.", she said.
I looked at her in surprise.
"What do you mean?", I asked.
"I never meant to develop these feelings, let alone make you feel the same way!", she said, tearing up.
The same way? So she felt the same for me? I don't even know what to do with this information. This was a human emotion! I couldn't possibly understand this. But if I could understand other emotions such as anger and hate. Could I not learn this too?
"I'm so sorry, Slenderman!",she sobbed now.
She hid her face in her hands.
"I swear I tried my hardest but I am so tired of fighting this!", she yelled. She cried into her hands.
I had fought hard too. In a battle I considered to be mine, alone. But now I understand that this wasn't something that could be controlled. If I couldn't fight it then why have to?
I grabbed her by her shoulders.
"Then don't", I said.
She stopped crying, and looked up from her hands. Her eyes were puffy and red but they were still bright and beautiful.
"What?", she asked.
"Then don't fight it.", I said.
She stared at me with the widest eyes I had ever seen. She didn't say anything and she didn't have to. I had never experienced this custom that humans partake in prior to having this feeling towards each other, but for once I did what felt right. I leaned in halfway slowly. She looked terrified, but for an entirely different reason. She leaned in timidly, her eyes on my lips. I sensed her heart pounding in her chest. Her blood raced through her veins and I wanted her. She was scared, I could see that. Her shaking hands were clasped tightly together on her chest. A few tears escaped her eyes and I let myself touch her face and wipe them off with my thumb. I wasn't fighting anymore, and despite the fact the feeling once disturbed me, now it didn't seem bad at all. I held the side of her face. She leaned into my hand slightly, and looked at me expectantly. She was too terrified to even move. I smirked at how shy she was. I leaned in closer until our lips were almost touching. I couldn't do this without her demonstrating she wanted this too. I held still there, breathing the same air she breathed.
"I'm not quite sure what to do now.", I confessed.
Her eyes closed halfway and she surprised me by roughly grabbing my collar.
"Kiss me, you idiot!", she breathed desperately against my lips.
And with that we both closed the space between us and crushed our lips together. A series of different emotions I had never even heard of before raced through us. I moved my mouth with hers and we held each other close. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I wrapped mine around her waist. Our bodies were pressed tightly against each other and I caught a glimpse of the more "inappropriate" things she was feeling. I loved the passion running through the kiss like an electric shock. We only kissed harder and I would have kissed her forever if she hadn't had to stop for air. She broke away from the kiss, gasping for air. Her heart rate was flying and she rested her forehead on mine. Then we kissed again, only this time it was more tender. As we kissed there was an unspoken agreement between us. The only thing we had ever agreed on. Why had we ever tried to fight this?A/N:WOOP!WOOP! I am proud of this chapter. It is about damn time I have been working my ass off trying to get these idiots to shut up and make out already! Well today is the luck day! But wait, there's more! I rated this Mature for a reason. Just saying so in the next few chapters there will be hot sex so... yeah. This is awkward. Well I'll give you another warning when the time comes. Once again I own nothing except original characters and places. Much thanks for reading!! Till the next time!
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