As we're walking through the city back to the forest, I'm not watching where I'm going and accidentally bump into a guy. "Oops, sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." "Well you obviously don't know who you're talking to!" He says harshly. "Don't know, and don't really care." I say then look at him. He looks at me in disgust and grabs me by the front of my shirt. "Well you better you little shit! I'm a member of the Black Dragons, and we're not afraid to kill, girlie." He spat. "What the hell do you call me?" "What, you're deaf too? I called you a little shit!" He goes to punch me, but I swiftly dodge his punch and flip him over, pinning him to the ground. "I'd advise you to be quiet. Ya hear?" I say then look up at Toby who's just standing to the side. "And why the hell do I have to listen to you?!" He shouts. "Ya know, you're really getting on my nerves," I growl, "And trust me, I'm not friendly at ALL when I'm mad." I say then press down on his elbow, signaling that I can and will break it. "I-I-I'm sorry! Can you let go of me?" He stutters. "Not so tough anymore when you're put in a dangerous situation. Huh?" I say, "But you still pissed me off." I say through my teeth as I grab and break his wrist. He yells out in pain as I let him go. "Remember, that was just a warning." I growl. He stumbles up and fearfully nods at me before sprinting off.After a while Toby and I are in the forest and he says, "D-Don't you think you went a l-little overboard?" He stutters. "I was actually thinking about killing him. He pissed me off." I say bluntly, "Besides, we're killers anyway. Not prissy little pansies." "I-I know we're killers, but we don't have to kill everyone w-we see. Just the ones t-that Slenderman t-tells us to k-kill." He says. "Well sorry that I'm not like everyone else!" I spat back. "W-Whoa Scarlett! Y-You don't have to g-get mad, I'm not y-yelling at you or anything!" He says, "I'm j-just saying, you d-don't have to kill everyone y-you see! T-that'll get you u-unwanted attention!" I start to clench my hands as I start to get angrier. "You know what? How bout you just shut up before I bash your face in!" "W-What's wrong w-with you?! What d-did I do?" "What do you mean 'what's wrong with me'?! Dammit! What's wrong with you?! I shut up one idiot, and what do I get? Some twitch-head trying to tell me what to do!" He looks at me in disbelief before glaring at me and grabbing the front of my shirt, then pulling me to his eye level. What d-did you just call me?" "A twitch-head! A fucking twitch-head, you bastard!" I shout as I yank his hand off my shirt, "Now leave me alone dammit!" I yell then shove him to the ground. I go to walk off but then I feel a hand grip my ankle and yank me to the ground. "Ack! Well, if you wanna fight, then I'll show you a fight!" I say then punch him square in the nose! And it doesn't seem to phase him at all. What the hell is this freak? I think as a fist comes flying at me and nails me in the face. I grab my cheek for a second before I tackle him to the ground. And apparently we were rather close to the house because after a few minutes Masky and Hoodie came out and started to try to break up the fight. Toby seemed to calm down rather quick even though he walked back into the house with a death glare at me. As for me, Masky AND Hoodie were having problems calming me down and keeping me from punching Toby again.
After a while I sort of calmed down. Well, more calmed down to the point where punching anything will help. And I ended up making a hole in the wall and punching a few trees after Masky shoved me out of the house. Stupid Toby, stupid Masky, stupid Hoodie. I thought while I rubbed the brand new bruise on my cheek that Toby gave me. "I hate them all! I wish they would all just die!" I yell as I punch another tree then fall on my knees. "Why am I here? Why am I here with this freak show? Why can't I just be alone?" I say as tears start to well up in my eyes. "I think you would drive yourself insane if you were alone." I hear a familiar voice say. I sit up then look to my side to see Hoodie standing to my side. "You can't be alone because you need to be around people. You're not like normal people, just like we are." He said, "And yes, we are a mess, but give us a chance and we aren't that bad." I stand up then give him a slight smile before hugging him. "Thanks Hoodie." I say before walking back to the house with him.
Once we get back to the house he goes straight to the living room and I go to the bathroom to dress my wounds. After I dress the wounds on my face, I turn my attention to my blood-covered hands. Why can't I stop doing this? I think as I run my hands through the water. I hissed at the pain as I get some bandages to wrap around my torn up knuckles. After I basically mummify my hands and knuckles, I walk to my room and literally fall on my bed and immediately fall asleep.
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Mnemophobia
Fanfiction1st place in the OC category of the Creepypasta Wattys! Mnemophobia - the irrational fear of memories or memory loss "I can't remember my name. I can't remember my age. I can't remember my past. And I don't think I want to remember. I'm scared of wh...