Chapter 3 Mellissa's P.O.V

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It was very late, probably about 12:30 a.m, and I was walking home from my work at a local party store. I knew I shouldn't have been walking home in this type of neighborhood alone, but I had to because my car was broken down. It's was a cold night, and the wind blew my long black hair in my face. "Pleh!" I exclaimed pulling back my hair. My fingers brushed against the long scar the reached from my forehead down to my cheek. Memories flooded back into my mind of my mother smashing a plate into my face. I shuddered and continued walking, trying my hardest not to be noticed, I was only 16 and I had no way to defend myself, but of course my violent jerks and twitches didn't exactly help.
The dim street lights flickered on and off as moths flew around them. Something didn't feel right to me, I felt like I was being watched by some one. I looked around, no one was there. "I'm probably just being paranoid." I quietly reassured myself. My apartment was only a couple streets down, but I still couldn't get the feeling to go away. "H-hello? I-is s-some one there?" I stuttered. I looked around once more, something quickly ran behind a tree. "W-who ever you a-are just s-show your s-self b-because I-I'll c-call the cops. I figured I didn't sound to intimidating because of my stutter, it only happened when I was nervous. "Calling t-the c-cops would b-be quite p-pointless, b-because y-you'd already b-be dead." I heard a measly voice say from behind the tree. I immediately ran away as fast as I could. I can make it I can make it! I thought. I heard footsteps behind me and I was jolted back as two hands grabbed me from behind. "HELP!!! HELP ME SOMEBODY PLEASE!!!!" I screamed as loud as I could. Their grip grew tighter on me the harder I struggled. "Shhhhhh.... It's okay." The unknown person whispered in my ear. "E-everything w-will be alright i-if you just s-shut up and do as I say. " I nodded and they turned me around facing them. It was a man, he was dressed very weird, he was wearing goggles with orange lenses, a greyish green jacket with grey and white stripes on the sleeves, and he had a bandanna covering his mouth that was grey it's self but had what seemed to be a black smile with white teeth sewn on to it. His hair was brown, long and a little bit curly, it seemed soft. He must've noticed me staring because he tightened his grip on my arm and jerked me down the street. Tears filled my eyes. What was he gonna do to me? I thought. He soon dragged me into the woods. NO! NO THIS IS NOT GOOD! HES GONNA RAPE ME! I DONT WANT TO LOOSE MY VIRGINITY! NOT LIKE THIS! I began to sob. "Awwwe man, don't cry... It's annoying... " he said with fake sincerity in his voice. I struggled to get out of his grip but he had both of my wrists duck taped together and an even tighter grip on my arm. "Damn it, I told you to quit y-your squirming." he seemed to calm about this and that just made me even more scared. I violently thrashed around, his grip still didn't loosen. "I d-didn't want to do this but your s-starting to piss m-me off. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, then duck taped my legs together. I couldn't do much from that point besides sob.
He tromped through the woods for about 15 minutes before reaching a small shack. "N-now if I take the duck tape off your legs do you promise not to k-kick me when I set you d-down?" He asked me. Kicking! Why didn't I think of that earlier?!? I could've easily kicked him in the nuts and gotten away to begin with! Fuckin idiot! I thought then nodded. He used a pocket knife and cut the duck tape off, setting me down grabbing my arm again.
He roughly dragged me into the shack and closed the door, I tripped and fell. I layed on the floor practically suffocating due to the duck tape over my mouth and crying my eyes out. He noticed this and quickly ripped the tape off my mouth, I winced in pain. "Sorry! T-that must've hurt l-like a bitch." he said crouching down so he could look at me directly. "You think?" I spat back at him. "What the fuck do you want from me asshole?!" I yelled between sobs. "Well that's what I-I was j-just about to explain t-to you. And you are p-probably gonna think I am just crazy." He said taking off the bandanna and goggles. His face was smooth, he looked about as old as me, and his eyes were a dark brown almost black. "Already do." I retorted back. He sat me up. "Good one." He pulled out a Coke from under the bed. "Click!" went the can as it was opened, ringing in my ears. "Want one?" He asked holding it out to me. "Sure." I said taking it from him. I was really thirsty from screaming and crying. "Alright, so here's the t-thing. My boss kinda m-made me kidnap you okay?" "Whose your boss?" I interrupted. "That's the weird p-part, you see my boss is Slender Man." I could not believe what I had just heard. "You mean the "Oh so mystical" Slender man with tentacles and a suit?!" He nodded. I bursted out in hysterical laughter. "THIS IS RICH!! IVE BEEN ABDUCTED BY A CREEPY PASTA FANBOY!!! WHATS THE PLAN?! YOU GONNA USE ME AS A SACRIFICE?! He just rolled his eyes and continued to explain. "No, I'm not g-gonna sacrifice you to him, I'm gonna bring you to his mansion."
This guy is seriously a mental case.

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