Red like roses (Sexual Offenderman Fanfiction)

Chapter 5 - Trust issues

Two weeks passed like wind and everyone was getting used to Amy's presence in the mansion. She visited the creatures as much as possible, yet she still wasn't used to the fact how different her life was now. Since the attack she couldn't hide in her room anymore and she had to visit the outside world more often. Being social was new to her too, but she was getting used to it the more she visited the slenders. 

Even if Slenderman wasn't really fond of her yet, the human was allowed to visit the mansion like it was her another home. Most of her time there Amy learned to defend herself and fight back, even if Splendorman always interrupted her, claiming that she needed a break. Amy instead thought that the more she trained herself, the better. Even if Zalgo had not shown himself in the past days or any of his servants had come looking for her, the human still felt fragile and was afraid she would be crushed like a bug when her time would come.

When there were times when the human allowed herself to relax, she did her best to learn more about these faceless brothers. But none of them really opened up to her. Slenderman was obviously very silent about his past and he never said more than a few words to the human when she had finally found him. He stayed far away from her, acting like he wasn't even there. Trenderman was usually too busy to talk - or that is what he claimed - and when he did talk, he avoided talking about the dark secrets the family had. The only thing Splendorman ever told her was to be careful around Offender, implying that he wasn't as nice as he seemed. But Amy knew there was something more than that. Why should se be careful around people she is supposed to trust and what have they done in their life that was so horrible that you couldn't talk about it? The human felt quite helpless in a situation like this, where she didn't know who she could trust and who she should be afraid of.

Too tired to snoop around for any glues, the young woman went to the library to relax. She had found it when she was looking for Offender, wanting to ask questions from him. For some reason he had been quite distant from her which made Amy feel suspicious about him; maybe he was indeed hiding something.

The library was quite small, only few long shelves full of dusty books stood there quietly, looking like they had not been touched in years. Amy took this as a sign for a good hiding place - she was tired but not tired enough to leave yet. She sat down on the floor, carefully leaning against the bookcase as she took her sketchbook out of her backpack and started drawing whatever came into their mind, forgetting about the deep mystery the mansion was hiding. The longer Amy sat there, the more deeper she fell into her own world, forgetting where she even was as the pen flew silently on the white paper. The human never felt this relaxed at home; her parents came running to her room every now and then, either to annoy her or to just check if she was alright. But here she could spend hours alone, finally getting truly inspired without any distractions. As Amy was drawing, she adjusted her position but soon yelped as there was slight pain on her shoulders. They were sore and stiff and she tried to roll them around to ease the ache. 

"You need help with that?" a sudden voice asked and Amy twitched in surprise, only letting out a sigh of relief when she saw Offender, standing next to her. It was a habit of his to just show up on the scene out of nowhere and make her jump in surprise.

"Jesus Christ, stop doing that", Amy breathed out, catching her breath after getting scared by the man once again. Offender just laughed, not giving much pity for the human. He then took a step closer to her, waving his hand as a signal for the human to move away from the shelf, chuckling out : "I'll stop when you learn to be on your guard. Now, can I sit?"

The human looked at the monster for a moment, hesitating if she should do what he says or not. She ended up moving away from the book shelf, just enough to let Offender sit down behind her, leaning against the book case like it was the most comfortable thing to lean on. He then laid his hands delicately on Amy's shoulders and said :" Can I remove your hoodie ?"