(Suspenseful shit here! Holy crap this is almost done! So excited)!
Olivia's POV:
Things were not going smoothly. First, Mom is still abusing me. Second, people are still bullying me. Third, I'm still cutting. Even after what had happened. I put ace bandages around it. I washed the blood out of the blade and hid it. I didn't want Meredith seeing. I went to my room. I put my hair in a bun. I laid down on my bed. After awhile, Mom ran into my room. I looked up with fear in my eyes. She pulled my arm roughly. She took me to the basement. I started getting worried. "MEREDITH!!! HELP ME!!! MEREDITH!!!" I screamed. She didn't come. Mom covered my mouth. She took me down the stairs and tied my wrists to a rope above me. She slapped my face. She kept on slapping me and punching me knocking the wind right out of me. Then, she stopped. I prayed it was all over. It wasn't. She grabbed an iron rod. It was fiery red. She was gonna brand me! I started screaming and crying. "MOM STOP!!! NO!!! PLEASE!!!" I screamed. Then, she took it to my skin. I started screaming in pain. She left scars, bruises, and blood behind. After she was done, she untied me and we went upstairs. She threw me in my room. I got up. My whole body was in pain. I limped to my mirror. I took off my white tank top with spots of blood on it. I looked myself over while still wearing a bra and shorts. There were scars, bruises, and blood. I changed my bra and shorts to a short sleeved gray crop top shirt, black jeans, and converse boots. I let my hair go and brushed it. I took out the ace bandages. The wounds had stopped bleeding. I went to the bathroom. I looked at the mirror and gasped. My pupils… they were no longer blue! They were blood red! "What's going on with me?!" I whispered to myself. I went to the living room. I put on my black and white sweater. Meredith passed me down the hallway. I kept my head down. "What's wrong Olivia?" Meredith asked. She was with her headphones. She couldn't hear me screaming. But still! She should've heard me and saved me. "Why didn't you save me?" I asked. "What are you talking about?" Meredith asked. I walked to the garage. There were voices in my head. Kill her. Kill her! KILL HER!!! I tried fighting against those voices. They didn't stop. KILL HER!!! KILL HER!!! KILL HER!!! Suddenly, I listened to those voices. I grabbed a machete. I looked at it up and down. I walked to the kitchen. Mom was in there. She was drinking again. She looked over at me. "What are you doing?" She asked. I didn't answer. I continued giving her a death glare. KILL HER!!! SHE NEVER LOVED YOU!!! KILL HER!!! I walked towards her. "Olivia! Olivia what are you doing?! OLIVIA!!!" Mom screamed as I plunged the machete in her. I kept on stabbing her. DO IT!!! DO IT!!! DO IT!!! After she was dead, the voices stopped. There was blood all over my face. I wiped it off but only a few drops remained. I heard a scream. "OLIVIA WHAT DID YOU DO???!!!"
Meredith's POV:
"OLIVIA WHAT DID YOU DO???!!!" I screamed. Olivia was on her knees in front of Mom's body. She killed her! I ran towards Mom as Olivia slowly got up and backed away. I put my head on Mom's chest. No heartbeat. I got blood on my face. There was no signs of life in her. I called 911. Olivia ran. "OLIVIA!!!" I screamed.
Olivia's POV:
As I ran out the door, I saw a small black scarf in front of me. I picked it up. I put it around my face. Only my eyes were showing. I smiled. I heard sirens. I ran across the street with my bloodied machete in my hand. I ran in the woods. I wiped the blood off the machete with the leaves so that I wouldn't leave a trail. I kept walking. Then, I saw the lake where Dion and I used to hang out at. I sat in front of it. I pulled the scarf down. I teared up. I saw Dion's reflection next to me. I looked. He wasn't there. I swore I saw him in the reflection.
Meredith's POV:
Here I was now. In an ambulance. Mom's body was in another ambulance. I never thought Olivia would do that. She didn't seem like the type. Mom's blood was still on my face. I started thinking about Olivia. Where was she? Was she dead? Was she alive?
Olivia's POV:
I laid back against a tree. Then, I looked up. It wasn't a tree. I flinched back and gasped. It was… a man. No. He had no face! He had on a black tuxedo with a black tie. He was pale like paper. He was tall as hell! Somehow, he could talk. "Don't be afraid child." He said in a deep voice. I looked at him. Should I trust him? My ears started ringing. Why were they ringing? Who was this… man? "W-What's your name?" I asked. "Slender Man." He answered. "Should I trust you?" I asked. He nodded. "I have dealt with people like you. They all live in my mansion. I have three proxies that kill for me. Masky, Hoodie, and Ticci Toby." He said. I nodded. He held out his hand. I took it. He helped me up. "Would you like to become my proxy." He asked in that deep voice. I stood there not even knowing what to say. Should I? "Yes." I said. "Are you sure." He asked. "Yes." I said with certainty in my voice. He then put his hand on my cheek. I looked in the water. He put a black circle with an X through it on my cheek. I was now killing for someone. I couldn't believe it. "What's your name?" He asked. "Olivia." I answered. "Your new proxy name is Nightmare." He said. My name now, instead of Olivia Genesis Reed, it was Nightmare. I loved it.
(I hope y'all enjoyed this LONG and SUSPENSEFUL chapter! Get ready for an unpredictable ending next)!
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Nightmare
Fanfiction16-year-old Olivia Reed has always been close with her brother and her dad. She's never been close with her sister and her mom. It seems like nothing will ever happen to her life. But she's wrong. Everything happens for a reason right? What will be...