Silverblade's P.O.V~
My poor excuse for a bun was hanging by the hair sprayed ball, matted and hopelessly tangled. I've been scrubbing the hardwood floor of my room for five hours straight, making no progress. I wiped my sweat-drenched forehead and continued to scrape at the dried blood that remained. This was utterly nauseating. I turn to look at the clock and it read: 9:47. Eh, I still have time for some Dr. Phil.
As punishment, I'm being forced to be the house maid, swiping cobwebs and mopping the whole place up. I was basically the mother figure, cooking, cleaning. I got absolutely no rest last night because I was too busy getting a lecture from Slendy on how to separate clothes. I accidentally put a red sock in the whites... and now the clothes are all pink. Luckily, Jeff's sweater wasn't in there, or else I would've gotten the knife.
I held my breath and washed away, making sure I didn't miss anything. The room was looking better than it was two days ago, and I was content with myself that I haven't had a mental breakdown yet. I've managed to payoff most of the damages with the money I had saved up for college. No use for it now... Although, I would've liked to be an engineer in behalf of my knack for creativity. I've always loved art, but I keep that to myself.
I ripped off another paper towel and was going to wipe the counter, until I noticed Jeff staring at me from the doorway. I'm on my hands and knees and I lift my chin up to look at him, "May I help you?" he snickered and leaned against the door frame.
"Yeah, there's some dog crap in the lounge you have to clean." he laughed some more, "That's not why I came, though."
I tapped my cheek, "Oh, is it to tell me to take Sally out killing? Because the last time I did, I almost got mauled by a raccoon."
"What the hell?" he snorted
"Just- just don't ask." I shiver, remembering the event and begin to wipe.
"Well, it looks like you need a break, and I was going to go on a killing spree so..." he cleared his throat nervously, "So, do you want to go out?" I gaze at him awkwardly, "Killing, killing!" he corrects himself. Without hesitation, I nod, "Hell yes. Let's leave this hellhole!" With that, we left in a haste.
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Jeff lead me to a place with a very large family. Probably twelve people in there or something. "Today," Jeff beamed, "I'm going to teach you how to use a knife." A mischievous smile found its way onto my face. Jeff boosted me up on his shoulders so I could reach the second floor window of the house. I heaved myself up and deliberately slid up the screen. The house was pretty dark and silent. I assisted Jeff up and the two of us were in. I was a nervous wreck because I've never attacked that many people before. Jeff inched his hand until it collided with mine, helping me navigate. That. Freaked. Me. Out. I was slowly tugging my hand away, but his hand made it's way back and laced between my fingers. I was extremely uncomfortable. A dark blush flooded my face. Thank Zalgo it was dark. Shuffling sounds were heard nearby, which I guessed was one of our victims. Jeff gripped tighter and picked up the pace.
We were in a bedroom and the scent of human perfumed the air. I felt my sanity slipping away, my night vision getting better. I could see clearly now. Jeff handed me his knife and we approached a girl who looked about thirteen. She was peacefully sleeping in her purple colored bed, band posters hanging above her head. She reminded me of when I was thirteen. Memories flooded back into my mind and I stiffened. I was confused and panicking, my mind debating on whether to kill or spare this human. A pang of guilt hit me. The urge to kill subsided and was replaced with calmness. My mind was clear and I had pure thoughts, I just felt so bubbly. All the anger had vanished, leaving me at peace. My grip on his knife loosened and I was beginning to feel weaker. Jeff watched me, wide eyed, "Y-you...W-What the f-f*cking...Your eyes are green..." he gasped. It was true. I gawk over my image in the reflection of a mirror in the room. They weren't their usual blue color. I had curled blonde hair flowing down my shoulders and my skin was toned. The fact that I looked just like my mother shook me. I gasped at 'my' reflection, causing me to fall to the ground with a loud 'thud'. The girl bolted up and Jeff charged at her, but I was quicker. I grabbed his ankle and he tripped, just missing the girl by a hair. "Don't hurt her! She's innocent!" I whined like a four year old. What is up with me? I stood up and guarded her protectively with my new, white wings. "Silverblade, what the hell?!" Jeff whisper-yelled.
"You can't kill her!"
"MOM, DAD!" The brunette screamed.
"Shut your mouth before I cut your tongue off and feed it to you!" Jeff bellowed.
"Jeff, please!" I hissed, "Look, you have to be quiet okay? I swear we won't hurt you or your family. He's Jeff." I directed to the annoyed, yet still smiling man in white, "Don't listen to him. He's a big dumb-dumb."
"Oh, really now?"
"Hey, you put that upon yourself." The girl giggled behind me.
"Whatever. Let's just leave. The parents are bound to wake up after this chick's little episode." he groaned. I nodded reluctantly, turning to face the girl, "Don't tell anyone about us, sweetie. Please." She nodded politely and held her pinkie out to me. How adorable! I looped my pinkie with her's. "I promise." she whispered. I smiled gratefully, "Thank you." and we left.
Jeff dragged me outside, holding my wrist firmly. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" I complained. My skin was very sensitive now. I hated this new change. I couldn't say what I wanted to say and I wasn't as strong as before. Jeff let go at last, revealing a red mark."J-Jeff..?" I ask worriedly. I feel guilty for doing what I did, but it wasn't my fault."What were you thinking?!" he questioned sharply, kicking a pebble across the dirt. I shuffled my feet and suddenly the ground seemed more interesting.
"I was just trying to-"
"No! We had a perfectly good kill and you blew it!"
"You don't have to yell!"
"Why would you do that?"
"I was saving her."
"She's just a useless human!"
"You were one of them once too!" He took a deep breath and massaged his temples. I frowned and began walking into the forest close by. "S-Silver..." I ignored him and proceeded. I was slowly turning back to normal. Jeff caught up to me and was stuttering an apology. "Hey, I'm sorry. I know you can't control what you do or what you turn into."
"So, you're saying I have no self-control?"
"...Basically..."
"I can't believe I missed Dr. Phil for this."
I walked a little quicker and he was jogging backwards trying to apologize again. He blocked my path, "I'm sorry." Before I could respond, his lips were against mine. I came to reality, pulled away and bitch slapped him. "There's no way in hell I'm making the same mistake twice." I said coldly. I spun on my heel and made a break for the woods. Everything was all a blur after that. I was angered, but satisfied and at this point, exhausted. I just wanted to go to sleep.~
A/N Hey, readers! Finished another chapter this week. Thanks for the votes and about 400 reads :D I'm excited for the next chapter! Things get pretty interesting... I won't update for a while, but it won't be as long as last time. I'll start updating once or twice a week :3 OH I almost forgot. I may or may not start an X Reader story. I depends on what you guys want. So, don't forget to vote and don't be shy to PM me anytime :) Bye for now.
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