Targeted( A Creepypasta Fanfiction)

Chapter 3: finally

The man took a pair of scissors from the table. He then touches my cheeks. "This will be easy, your cheeks are soft." He then pinch my cheeks. "Chubby."

"Let's make you beautiful shall we?" He spins the sccisors with his fingers infront of me. My voice seemed to caught in my throat as I struggle to form the words. Drops of water ran down my face.
"But I don't want to.." I choked.

"Open your mouth now Luke." He came near me and pointed the scissors to my face. "I'm Lucas." I quavered. "I don't care now open your mouth, will you? Don't you wanna die happy?" He gestured a smile. "Die with a permanent smile?" He gave me a sinister sneer.

I shake my head and shut my mouth tightly. "Don't be stubborn Luke. Now open up!" He dropped the sccisors on the floor and strangled me. "I'll choke you to death!"

My face was turning blue. It's so hard to breathe. My vision became blurry and dark. My mouth open widely trying to grasp for air. He saw my reaction. He took it as an opportunity so he let go of my neck and quickly takes the sccisors and put it in my mouth at my left cheek.

"One, two, three!" He cuts my left cheek. I cried, screaming. The pain was unbearable "Next!" He grinned. He cuts my other cheek. My face was tearing apart as blood starts going down from my cheeks until it reach my body. Water creeped out from my eyes until the water drops, I whispered softly "I will die".

He took a bottle of bleach and splashed it on my face. Oh, how it burns on my cheeks and eyes. I shouted so hard until my throat became sore. He laughed and laughed, enjoying the scene. "It's so fun playing with stubborn kids like you!" He said annoyingly as he stick his tounge at me.

"What shall we play next?" He smiled. I shake my head. "No more, no more.." I pleaded. "Stop!"

"Oh come on, I'm not satisfied playing with you yet!" He gave me another diabolical smile. "How about playing manicure?"

"I'm not a girl like you!" I replied angrily. "Really? Then I'm a fabulous one!" He flips his long black hair. He took a tapered nose plier from the table. "But we're gonna play it differently." He sneered. "I just want to rip of your fingernails."

"I don't wanna play anymore!" My voice was hoarse because my throat was sore. "You have to respect old people Luke. We must continue." He laughed.

Then a disembodied voice came from the outside saying, "Slender wants to meet you.." He stopped and opens the door. A man with orange goggles with messy brown hair and a mouth mask stood outside.

"I'm kind of busy here..what does he wants?" The man asked.

"I don't know so don't ask." The orange-goggled guy hissed.

"Take care of Luke." He told the orange-goggled guy. He turned to me and took the tape from the table. He taped my freshly cut cheeks plus my mouth. Red fluid went dripping down from my face, falling to my PJs. He then went and whispered to me, "I'll be back." He wave and smiled.

He punched Orange-goggled guy on the shoulders and stick his tounge out at him. "Hey!" The orange-goggled guy shouted.

"WHATEVER." The man snorted and went away.

The orange-goggled guy leans on the wall and starts staring at me. I glared at him back. I suddenly broke into tears.

The orange-goggled guy look stunned. He steps forward to me. "Don't cry infront of me." He pulled down his mouth mask showing his grey skin. "I don't like it." He frowned.

I mumbled, "Let go of me freak." He opens his goggles and his life-less eyes looking straight at mine. "Did you say something?" He asked confusingly. I can't really speak because my cheeks hurts so bad and my mouth was covered in tape. I mumbled again, "LET GO OF ME!"