I've Got You

Who Are You?

Previously:
And right before me stood- Everything went black.
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Reader POV

Groaning I rubbed my head, looking around I noticed a glass vase filled to the brim with roses of all sorts. The scent of lavender hit my nose, sighing I looked over towards the corner of the room feeling a dark presence.
"Hello?"
It was pointless to call out to the so called creature lurking around in the dark. My hands were chained up with shackles my clothes were torn, and all that remained on my bare body were my undergarments. Embarrassed I frowned. "Why the long face?" Stunned I looked towards my right to the mysterious man from before his smirk seemed to glisten in the candle lit room. Everything seemed to slow down I observed the man, he wore a trench coat, along with tight black jeans, and he wore knee high boots his attire was somewhat revealing. His biceps were bulging beneath his clothes feeling uncomfortable I grunted.
He noticed my discomfort, he reached out towards me his fingers were almost like claws. Pale, long, and to top it all of his nails were sharp. Tensing up his hand felt cold on my shoulder, shivers crept beneath my skin. Hesitating I quietly asked,
"Who are you?"
He chuckled his voice vibrating as he did so, a frown stretched across my face I was confused why was he laughing? His laughter died down as he sat down on my right hand side, the bed groaned beneath him. "Wait your serious?" I was caught of guard as his voice naturally seemed to lure me in to his grasp, wanting nothing more than to leave I sighed.
Might as well make the most out of it?
Am I right? (Girl stop talking to me, get back to the man!)
"Yeah like no crap Sherlock." Snickering, I smiled seemed that things weren't as bad as I thought. He frowned then all of a sudden with a snap of his fingers these long tendrils popped up from behind his back, each tendril coiled and uncoiled. Wriggling beneath his intense stare I mentally face palmed.
(Y/N) you just broke up with Slender, girl you have gotta expect this to happen.
Annoyed by my self conscience I scowled, feeling useless I decided to remain silent. This weird awkward tension was there I would look up at him only for him to look away.
"Man you're boring."
He seemed startled, groaning he stood up walking towards the only door in the room. Feeling desperate to leave this room I called out to him.
He froze in the process.
"What? You humans are sooooo weird." He emphasized on the word weird making me roll my eyes he seriously misunderstood me? Hah best mistake ever. "Well here's the thing, dude. I'm not exactly human," he seemed unfazed at first then realization struck he seemed confused.
"What do you mean?" Confusion laced his words, a smirk replaced my frown.
"Dude first let me outta the chains."
He grunted.
"Fine, don't try anything Slender doesn't-" His voice raspy, as he spoke my heart raced as soon as he began saying his name. Furious to hear him mention him again my eyes narrowed. Lashing out on the man I beat him senseless.
"What the crap is wrong with you Sweet-cheeks?!" He attempted to sprint away from me, but yet again I tackled him down to the ground.
"Don't ever say that name again."
I panted, really I never have done anything like that before. Beads of sweat trickled down his temple, I knew I had him. Pulling him up he scurried far off into the corners of the room desperate to hide away from the devil he was currently being beaten up by.
"Who are you, again?"
"Names Sexual Offenderman Sweet-cheeks,"
"I'm-"
I was cut off by Offenderman.
"(Y/N) I already know." He held his hands up under defense I was more confused then ever, until I realized.

Slenderman was looking for me. And he hired his younger brother to find me. So that must mean he has every single record in the database even mentioning my name. Turning towards Offenderman I smirked.
"Offenderman you better get ready cause I'm ready to play with the big boys."

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A/N
Eyyy!
I'm not dead.
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