Beautifully Cursed (Slender Man)

Chapter 6: Almost

~*~ Penni's Point of View ~*~

Everything about me is a disgrace. Everything. My looks. My weight. My clothing. My personality. The fact that I killed my father. The fact that I may be falling for a fucking mythical creature. The fact that I'm abused and hated by my own mother. Everything.

My hand held tight around the razor as I held it just above my wrist. I needed to distract myself from the pain, the pain of everything that seemed to go wrong me. I needed to let it out, but why did this have to be my only option? I hated doing this, but it just felt so damn good.

I pushed the razor into my skin, sliding it across my wrist. I held back a scream of pain, I focused on it. The pain proved to me that I deserved it. I slid across my wrist again, just a little bit deeper. God it hurt, but the distraction was worth it. I made several more numbing cuts, and watched as the crimson colored liquid trickled down my arm.

I was sobbing, because I knew I wanted-no needed-it. I needed the distraction. It wouldn't last long but even the shortest of distractions was enough. Why don't you just do it Penni, then it'd all end. For good. The voice in my mind spoke. And for once, she actually seemed to have a good point. I could end this pain. I could stop it. Who would miss me? Hunter, maybe, but he'd probably just find another group of friends to hang around with and forget all about me within a week. The Slender Man might, but he'd probably just go on killing people and living his immortal life and forget about the 'Little Bird' he liked to mess with. Mom wouldn't, she might actually throw a part in celebration. Kathrynne and Jason wouldn't too much: they have their lives to deal with. Conner would get over me and find a different girl to harass.

The voices option sounded like my ticket out, and I wasn't going to waste that ticket. That ticket was the key to everything. It was the key to escaping, the key to freedom. I made my decision then. I took in a long shaky breath, trying to calm my sobs. After a few more breaths it worked.

I got up and walked to my closet. I grabbed my dad's old sweatshirt, the one I've kept all these years and pull in over my head. It was comfort when I needed it and I wanted to have it on when I left this Earth. I walked over to my desk and opened my notebook and ripped two pages out of it. I had a few people I needed to tell. The two (kinda) people I knew would miss me the most: Hunter and Slender.

Dear Hunter Linkson,

I'm sorry. I really am, I know you wanted to be my friend, but its better this way. It's better that you only know me a day and don't become attached. It's better that I ignored that strange feeling in my stomach while I was around you this morning. Just believe me, ok?

Oh, and find a new group of friends, please. And stay away from the Popular Pussies, they'll destroy you. But forget about me, I was nothing anyway.

Your friend,

Penelope Sanders

Dear Slender Man,

You're still annoying as fuck, you know that right? Ahaha. I'm going to miss you really. I don't even know why. But for some reason as I'm writing this I'm starting to believe that when you said that you didn't want to kill me, you actually meant it. Why am I starting to regret my decision while I'm thinking of you and Hunter? I want this. I want it to stop. I want to be happy again. But I don't want to miss you two. I guess even with the ticket to happiness I can't have everything right? That'd be cheating life.

Regardless about my death, just know that that kiss we shared earlier this evening was worth the price I paid with my mother. That's why had to go. That's why I'm leaving. She hits me because I killed my father. And I can't stop it. But why am I explaining my deepest secret to you? I don't know, but it feels right to at least tell one (kinda) person before I die.

Goodbye Slender. For some unknown reason I'll miss you, and I just figured that out.

Your Little Bird,

Penelope Sanders

I folded both the pieces of paper and put their names on it because I had a feeling Slender Man would come check on me sometime tonight. Tears where streaming down my face and I was positive there were tear stains on both Hunter and Slender's letters. I sat them down on my desk where anyone could simple find them. I was shaking everywhere as I walked back into the bathroom and sunk back down to the floor. I grabbed my razor again. This is it, I thought This is the end of nothing.

I tore the razor through my skin without a second thought, hitting the main vain and cutting it deep enough to insure enough blood lose. I had to hold back a scream of pain, but it wasn't hard knowing what was coming. I did the same to my other wrist without a thought, hlding aback another scream. I watched with intensity as the blood ran down my arm. The deadly crimson liquid was the last thing I saw before the darkness claimed everything... and me.

~*~ Slender Man's Point of View ~*~

I saw everything. What her bitch of a mother did to her. Then what she did to herself. I saw her write the letters with tears staining her beautiful face. I saw her cut deep enough to kill her in less than ten minutes. I didn't think twice about what I did.

The second she passed out I was at her side, my hand on her heart. It was still beating as she remained unconscious. It went against everything I had taught myself to believe about humans, but I did it anyway.

I placed one of my hands on each of the deep cuts she had made to herself. I felt the magic flow through me as I willed to heal her. I felt warmth spread through us and I knew her body was accepting the heal, but she still wouldn't awaken for the next few hours.

I couldn't believe her mother and whoever else had pushed her to this point, she was too perfect for it. Everything about her shone with an un-Earthly beauty that any human would kill to have. She would never see this though. It was buried in her thoughts to think like this, but why? How could she not see her own beauty?

I pushed the thoughts out my mind as I teleported us to my cabin, that conveniently say in the woods. We landed in my bedroom. I went to my bathroom to grab a few bandages for the cuts. I got them and wrapped them around her scar filled wrists. Gently, I laid her down on my bed.

I'd been smart enough to grab both mine and Hunter's letters from her desk. I opened mine and read it. Hmm. Maybe she won't hate me for saving her.

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AN so theres chapter 6. ehh. That's my thoughts on it. EITHER WAY THIS STORY NOW HAS 1K RAEDS!!!!!! Oh my god.... this is crazyy. Thank you all so much for reading and liking this story!!! I'm so happy!! Tell meh what ya think on it.

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