The legend of Scissors

Meeting Him

He took me to this very large house that was black on one side, and white on the other.

"Only those I allow can see and feel this home." He said. I just nodded and continued walking to the door. Once I reached the door, I put my hand on the knob and my logo started to glow. I heard a click and the door opened automatically. I heard a laugh and footsteps coming towards me.

"Well, who do we have here?" A boy in a white jacket, skin the same color as his jacket almost, jet black hair, and a smile bigger than mine.

"My name is Jeff. But they call me Jeff the killer." He said. I then heard a dog collar and nails hitting the wood. I looked down and saw a red and black dog that was smiling.

"And I'm his friend, Smile Dog." Then I heard a meow and a jingle. It was basically the cat version of Smile Dog. They both looked cute.

"And I would be Grinnny Cat" He said. I was surprised. But then again, these are people and animals that are just like me. I then hear giggles and footsteps. I looked towards a flight of stairs since it was coming from upstairs. I walked up the stairs and followed the noise to a pink door. I open the door slowly to find a little girl with brown hair and green eyes, her clothes were covered in dirt and she had cuts all over her. Not to mention the blood coming from her eyes and head.

"Hi. I'm Sally."

"Well, uh, I'm Bella." I responded, not knowing how to act around kids her age.

"Wanna play with me?" She asked, hugging the stuffing out of her teddy bear. I walked over to her and sat down, crisscross apple sauce style.

"Sure. What's first?"

"Hide and seek!" She responded eagerly.

"Alright. You hide, I'll count." She got up and quickly ran out of the room while I covered my eyes and started counting.

"Ready or not, hear I come!" I yelled. I walked out of the room and wandered the large mansion.

After a full hour, I finally found her. She was sleep. I guess I took long enough for her to fall asleep in a very large bed. I just simply walked back down stairs and I saw a boy just enter with Slenderman. He looked really cute but this was no place for love, so I just simply walked up to him and stuck my hand out.

"Hey. I'm Bella, but Slenderman gave me the name Scissors." I said.

"I'm Cole, but he called me Stitches." Stitches. That's a cool name. He had black hair but the tips were red. He had pale skin and a stitched up smile until it reached his lips. While I, on the other hand, had brown hair and I wore contacts the made it seem as if my eyes were all black except for a blue pupil.

I thought of maybe asking what he did before this. But looking at how he is now, I think it explains itself. I simply nodded and walked away before I became a tomato. I walked up to Slenderman and asked him if I had a room. 

"Yes, the last on one the left." I said a quick thanks and walked to the room he said and when I entered it, I was amazed. It was my dream room. The room I could never have. It had purple walls and many posters of the K-pop group, BTS. The bed was larger then half of my old room. I don't know how they knew what I wanted, but they did and I didn't really care. I sat on my bed and oh my God was it soft. I kicked off my shoes and laid down. I could get use to this. I was about to fall asleep until I heard a knock at my door.

"Who is it?" I swear, if it's someone asking me to do something.

"It's me, Cole." I heard from the other side. I said a grumpy 'come  it' and when he opened the door, my nose almost exploded with blood. He had on no shirt, flaunting his hard chest and a small but noticeable six pack. The only thing wrong was a few scars here and there. He snapped his fingers and I was yanked from my world back to earth. I raised my head so I met his eyes. He studied my body and then with a gasp, he said:

"No way..." I tilted my head and he took this as a sign to continue.

"You remember me, don't you?" I frowned and shook my head.

"It sounds dumb but at the age of 5, I went to the graveyard with my real mother. I wonderd off and I saw you, crying in front of grave. Long story short, we had a childish mini-wedding. We're married technically." Now I was freaked. I'm married but I don't remember him. 

"What do you mean? I don't remember anything of the sort." He fished in his pocket and pulled out a ring with a diamond on it.

"You stole this from your mom's drawer." The ring did look familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Maybe this'll help." He said before crashed his lips with mine. I would've pushed him away if I wasn't frozen in nostalgia. Everything came flooding back, like the biggest tsunami in the world. I started to kiss him back and wrapped my arms around his neck. After awhile, he broke the kiss and rested his forehead on mine. I remembered everything. My dad came home and hit me so hard that most of my memories were forgotten.

"I remember now." He smiled.

"It's feels great to have my wife back."