Camp Creepypasta

Chapter 8

"He laughed. Cat hated getting laughed at." Toby said.

"Just watch, Katie. You'll see why she hates getting laughed at. You might even learn some more of her story." Jack said, standing next to me.

I turned my attention back to Cat. She was standing up, holding her ax and knife tightly.

"SHUT UP! I HATE GETTING LAUGHED AT! I'VE BEEN LAUGHED AT MY WHOLE LIFE! AT SCHOOL BY MY FRIENDS, BULLIES, AND TEACHERS! MOM AND DAD LAUGHED AT ME, TOO! I PROTECTED YOU BECAUSE YOU WOULD STAND UP FOR ME! YOU WOULD'VE GOTTEN HURT! WHY DO YOU THINK THAT WHEN SOMEONE TRIED TO HURT YOU I WOULD ATTACK THEM?! I'VE GOTTEN INTO SOME MANY FIGHTS FOR YOU, JACK!"

Black ooze ran down Cat's face.

"What-"

"She's crying." Masky said.

She and Killer Jack ran at each other, weapons out. Killer Jack was inches from her when he coughed. Blood dripped from the side of his mouth. His eyes were wide in surprise. He fell against Cat, who just stood there. They were just two feet from us. Cat's beautiful blue eyes were back, and they were wide in surprise and terror. Killer Jack dropped his sword.

"I know why you protected me. You thought I hated you, and I did, but I also admired you." Killer Jack coughed up blood.

Cat stood at still as a statue.

"I admired how many friends you had. I admired the way you stood up for me. But I hated you. I hated you because you never told anyone about the other kids and teachers at school laughed at you. I hated that you never stood you for yourself. I hated that when mom and dad would beat you, you wouldn't say anything. I hated that when mom and dad died, you blocked me out. I remember you came home one day, all beaten up and crying. You told me that your boyfriend had beat you. Remember how that after that night, you never saw or heard from him again? You know why? I beat him up. I let him know that if he dated you again and broke your heart, I'd kill him." Killer Jack laughed softly.