I open my eyes.
My whole body aches, worse than anytime after Shane.
Someone walks in, and stares at me. I squirm around desperately. I reach my mind out, but there's a wall blocking it.
"You'll have to try harder then that." He says, I whimper under his red eyes gaze. He smirks. "There there, I won't hurt you. Your my future wife." I start to shake.
Who is this psychopath?
"Don't call me that. I'm going to be your husband. I need you to..obey. To...love...me. I can't do that when your...friends are in the way."
I start to cry silently, noticing the torture devices on the walls. Small knives, sewing needles, syringes, and even more items I can't name.
He notices where my eyes were stuck. He laugh sinisterly.
"Oh honey, we won't be using those. We'll be using your head." He stops and gets close to me. His breath is hot on my face.
He kisses me, roughly. I cry out against it. I feel no pleasure in this. His hand moves up my sides, under my shirt. I make whining sounds of horror. Tears drip down my jaw and drop onto my shirt. His hands pause at my breasts.
I start screaming and turn my head away, struggling against the chains, keeping me on this wall, immobile. He smirks, his bright red eyes flashing a darker red. I cry loudly, his gaze never leaves as he grabs scissors from a shelf on the wall.
Screaming in fear, I wonder what he's going to do.
"Help me!" I scream loudly, shaking. He smirks. The scissor blade touches my stomach. I start hyperventilating.
"Master?" A timid, male voice calls out.
"What?" The man yells angrily, snapping the scissors shut. It cuts my skin and I whimper. He looks at it before looking into my eyes. His gaze seems to soften. Then he leaves.
I keep crying, reaching out with my mind. My mind connects with some ones, I can't tell. I'm weak from struggling.
Help me...pl...please....
I trail off as I close my eyes and my body forces me to pass out.
Slenders pov
Shes gone.
We have searched for two weeks. None of us have really slept, unless it was an accident and we fell over. Even Jeff wasn't sleeping.
Suddenly, i feel a mind reach out to mine. I grasp ahold of it,.and hear the words in her voice.
Help me...pl...please....
The voice trails off.
Everyone rushes into my office room, even her pack. They all look even more worried. (Y/n) sounded so weak. It was unlike her. I feel tears erupting from my nothing of a face. I cared for her like a daughter.
Suddenly, I stand up.
ZALGO! I shout, not using my mind to speak.
My blank face rips apart at my mouth, leaving a torn one behind. Everyone runs out, terrified. Smile and Seed Eater are the first ones back in.
I tell everyone to gather other creepypasta.
It's time for war. Without a thought, I teleport to gather my brothers.
Your pov
It hurts. He said it wouldn't. My own husband lied...
Memories of the "creepypasta" pop into my head. I despise them. They brain washed me. Made me think they loved them. Zalgo, my husband, saved me.
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FanfictionThe house crumples around you. Yet you smile and laugh. You had killed them blood coats your clothes and arms up to your elbow. You dance to the music ringing in your ears. A post goes through your stomach and floor. Blood everywhere. You die with f...
