My Creepy Little Friends

Chapter 2

I looked at the extremely confused. "What kind of a name is Creepy Pastas??" I asked them extremely confused.

"Thats the name someone gave a group of serial killers." Jeff said smiling at me.

Sally hit Jeff in the back of the head, "Shut up you idiot, she wasent supposed to know." Sally yelled at him.

"Serial killers??" I asked confused and a little terrified. "How are you serial killers..? you seem so nice... and if your serial killers why are you in my house."

"We were told to kill you.." Jack said to me walking towards me. "Your parents told us to kill you, they paid us and left last night.."

"Y-y-you were...." I stuttered. I wanted them as friends.. and they were paid to kill me.

"Brooke, were sorry we didnt want to. We only kill in the woods usually. We dont take money." Sally said walking up to me and handing me a bundle of money. "Besides, I wanted to be your friend but if you disagree...."

I counted the money to find 500 dollars. My parents would pay 500 dollars to have me dead. Sure I did'nt like them but... they were my parents. Now I was alone.

I turned around and walked into the kitchen. I then opened a drawer and grabbed a stake knife. If my parents wanted me dead, then I'll die.

"No!" I heard Sally scream. Sally tackled me taking my knife in the process. "You cant kill yourself. We want you to be our friend... I want you to be MY friend." She whispered quietly to me.

I looked up at Sally in shock. They actually did'nt want me dead. They wanted me as a friend. But why me. I've only known them for less than an hour.

"Why do you want me as a friend you know nothing about me and you were paid to kill me." I snapped at Sally.

Sally got up off me and said calmly, "We owe you, since we were gonna kill you..." She looked at me intensely. "Plus you have no friends right? And I kinda want to have a girl as a friend." She walked over to the boys and gestured around.

I walked backwards slowely until I hit my front door. I quickly turned around opened the door and ran. I ran fast and far from my house. I did'nt trust any of them.

I ran through the streets, my feet pounding on the sidewalk. When I looked up I realized where I finally was. I had run to Tias house. How did I not notice...

I ran up the steps to the house and knocked on the door. She opened it immediatly. I walked in and sat on the couch running my hands through my pitch black hair.

She walked over to me akwardly and sat down. "Whats up..?" She asked me confused at why I was there.

"Long story... And disturbing... And you might think I'm crazy...." I said to her quietly while looking down at the floor.

She looked at me and said, "Have you met me?? Just tell me, you can trust me." She nudged my arm.

I let out a sigh. "I woke up this morning to find the Creepy Pastas in my house. One stabbed Kim and then we were talking. Apparently they were paid 500 dollars to kill me by my parents. Then they said the wanted to be my friends.". I threw the money down on the coffee table.

"Holy Shit!!" She screamed picking up the money. "Your parents?!?!?! They wanted to be friends?!? The creepy Pastas?!?? I thought the Pastas were fake!! Im so confused.". She got up and started pacing back and forth.

We sat there for about 5 minutes before someone knocked on the door and Tia awnsered it. She came back in looking extremely pale. "I-i-i-its f-f-for y-yo-u-u." She told me as she sat down shakily.

I walked over to the door to see Jack. Just who I wanted to see. "Why would you run." he snapped at me.

"Would'nt anyone in my situation. You wake up to find a bunch of serial killers sent to kill you in your house. Thats perfectly normal." I spat at him.

"Were leaving." He told me. Seconds later I saw Slendy appear and grab us both, then he teleportedus to my house and left again. He brought me back to hell.

"Look," Jack said to me pushing me onto the couch. "if we wanted to kill you we would have, so friends or not, your life depends on this.". He looked at me intensely waiting for my response.

"One one condition only." I said looking at him. "Wether you like it our not.". I smirked at him and looked aroubd at everyone staring at me. I could give them a chance.

"What is your 'condition'." He said making gestures around condition. "Cause I swear to god theres a place to draw the line." He looked at me sternly.

I ran upstairs to my room and grabbed my sketchbook and a pencil. I drew alot of stuff in this thing. It is basically just a brown booklet that says "DANGER" in bright red on the front.

Jack raised his eyebrow when he saw what I had. I set it down on the table and ran to the kitchen. I dragged a chair into the living room. "Sit." I told Jack gesturing to the chair.

Jack sat down and looked at me. He kept looking towards my sketchbook. "Whats her condition?." He mumbled to himself.

I sat on the couch in front of him and opened a new page in my sketchbook. "Take it off." I said to Jack as I faced him.

Jack cocked his head to the side. "Take what off?". He asked me quiet confused at what I meant.

I smiled at him. "Take off your mask.". I said to him, I am going to sketch you."

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Authors note

Ok sorry this took so long!! I forgot about it.. I wont even lie, but I hope this chapter makes up for it. This story will have some twists and turns, but you just have to wait and see. *evil laugh*. Yeah well, comment, or maybe vote?! to show me what you think thx. And cut me some slack, Im writing on phone... Bai