If Only You Knew... {Slenderman x Reader}

chapter four

Chapter 4 (WARNING ⚠: GORE AHEAD!! ALL ABOARD THE DEATH TRAIN! WOOT WOOT!)
Callie's POV (1st person) I hummed to myself while poking the beetle I found with my stick. Yup, this stick was mine now. Muahaha, forest! My stick! Anyway, back to my new friend. “Mr. Beetle! Stop running away!” I whined, nudging it back onto my stick. It was a pretty big beetle, and I wanted to give it a better, more granderer name. Like Leonardo de Vinci Beethoven. Perfect. I quickly pulled out a stack of sticky notes, wrote the name on one, and placed it on the beetles back. A faint noise that sounded like my name caused me to turn away from Leonardo. Shrugging it off I turned back. “Leo!” I angrily said at the beetle who was unsuccessfully trying to run away. “What did we say about running awa-” a cold hand landed on my shoulder, and stopped me mid sentence. I paused, but then laughed. “(Y/n), you scared me! Man, for a second I thought you were-” I looked at the hand on my shoulder and visibly paled, following the arm up to a face, I  wish I never would've actually seen. “Slenderman.” I finished, gulping.

(Mweheheh >:3)
Your POV
“Callie!” You yelled, running  back to where you left your friend, paper in hand. “Callie where are you? I-” you froze looking over to where she was, only to see her backpack laying on its side. You hesitated, before approaching it. Upon inspection, you realized the rock she was poking was actually a beetle which had a post it note on Its back. You peeled off the note which read, “ Hai! My name is Leonardo de Vinci beethoven!   :D” you just stared at the note then looked back to the beetle, which wasn't moving. You poked it and it scurried off quickly. Poor thing  you thought. Callie must've traumatized it with her tactics. You knew she meant no harm, but she needed to be more careful. (JDNJDJDNZ??? That sentence sounds incorrect.... >:T)

Turning your attention back to the backpack, you noticed a piece of paper under it. Moving the backpack out of the way, you picked up the page. “Can't run,” you read to yourself, a shiver running up and down your spine. Suddenly a horrible scream sounded from deeper within the forest. “(Y/N)!!!!” You dropped the page in utter horror  as realization dawned on you, and sprinted in the direction of the scream. “Callie!”  you yelled.

(WHOS READY FOR GORE?)

You finally got to a large clearing of trees, and looked around, trying to find your friend when you saw a puddle of blood on the ground. You slowly crept towards it, as if it was a puddle of radiation instead, and saw a couple drops fall from above and into it. You froze, and a strangled gasp was heard from above you. Looking up you saw callie,.. Well, what was left of her. Blood covered her face, slowly dripping down. Her eyes were ripped out, and hanging off her face. Callie let out a pained cry, launching into a coughing fit, spraying blood from her mouth. Her clothes were torn and bloody, and her arms and legs were obviously broken, twisted at odd angles. One arm even had the bone sticking out. She was skewered on a tree branch, and her stomach was slit open, revealing all of her organs, which were hanging out of her body. “C-callie..” You whispered, horrified. Callie tilted her head towards you, and only said two words. Two words that would haunt you Forever. “(Y/n), run.” With those last words, she screamed as what looked to be another tree branch stabbed through her from behind, spraying blood all over you, and making you cry out. You turned around and bolted back the way you came, not looking back as more screams echoed through the trees. Finally the screams died down, but that wasn't before a sickeningly loud crack sounded, urging you to run faster. Once you exited the forest, you vomited, then looked at the paper in your hands, tears streaming down your face. You uncrumpled it, and looked at it once more. “Always watches, no eyes” you ripped it to shreds, falling onto your knees, turning into a  vomiting and sobbing mess. You looked at the shreds of paper, now covered in your lunch as you stood up shakely and went home.
(GORE IS OFFICIALLY OVER... FOR NOW >:3)
You reached your doorstep, and just stared at your front door. She had died on her birthday. The moment you opened their front door, everyone of her friends, including her mother would jump out screaming” surprise!” You sobbed. It was all a set up… If she hasn't asked to go hiking, then you would've come up with something to get her out of the house… But she was gone. Callie, the sweet, somewhat innocent callie… Was dead. You turned your head towards the end of your street and stared. If only you hadn't touched the paper, if only you hadn't left callie alone… If only you knew…
(A/n: I was screaming with excitement while writing this. SQUAAAAA!! Yes. I killed myself in my story. AND YOU WILL LIKE IT! *slaps reader* NYAHHHH SEEE?)