Stalkers

Chapter 18

 "Mom! Please help! He hasn't showed up for two months! I'm worried mom!" Jay softly starts to cry while on the phone with her mom.

"It's ok baby.. It's ok.. He'll be back.. He came back after those five years and who knows what he was doing all those years."

"But.." She sniffles, "What if he doesn't.. Ever come back.."

Her mom pauses, taking a deep breath, "Don't think that way Jaycee.. You are a positive girl.. You've always been.. You can't just give up now.."

She was right.. Jay can't just give up.. He can't just leave her at the worst part of the whole life.. She hopes he comes back..

"Ok.. Love you mom.."

"love you.. Bye"

"Bye.." Jay mumbles, hanging up.

After another two months of looking up creepypastas... She eventually found some that actually seemed.. Trustworthy.. Or is it just the baby kicking in..

Her favorite one called Puppeteer.. On his page about him it claims that he is a spirit of a former college student that committed suicide..

She felt bad.. He doesn't know who the Slenderman is, so She decided to go find him.. The website said that he lived deep in the woods..

As She struggles to slide on her boots, She eternally quit on trying to zip up her coat.. It was fucking cold outside..

As She walks, she think about how fucking huge her belly is.. Yes she has been to the doctors.. A lot actually.. She works as a waitress at a busy restaurant, so she gets a lot of questions.. Like 'When are you due?' Or 'oh congrats! When's the baby shower!' Or even 'Who's that lucky guy to have a pretty girl like you?' Jay gets embarrassed when someone asks her those questions because she's not anywhere near due.. Four months is not due.. Yes, she is aware it looks like she's seven months pregnant.. Her waitress uniform can even fit anymore because she was an extra small, but know she's a large.. Oof.

"STOP!!! PLEASE!!!" I scream at the top of my lungs.. My raspy, overused voice ruining my dry throat..

She laughs hysterically, "And why is that kitkat..?" I die eternally from the nickname she gave me.. I don't reply, my tears still streaming down my face. She caresses my wet cheek, making me move my head away, banging it on the wall.

She pins me on the wall and continues to rip open my muscle in my upper arm. Laughing Jill pulls out some candy from her pockets in her dress, but catches me as I try to run off. She places each candy evenly in my arm, a jolt of pain went up my arm every time she jammed another fucking candy in my arm.

"Done!" She yelled sweetly, giving me a sweet, toothy grin. But I knew it wasn't innocent.. I know the Laughing twins weren't innocent.. They were NEVER innocent.. I remember reading those stories as a child.. Claiming Laughing Jill was a gender swap version of Laughing Jack.

Ben screamed from the other side of the room from Laughing Jack torturing him.. He was just like Isaac.. Isaac Grossman.. The one that made him go savage..

Laughing Jill pulls out a needle and thread and starts sewing my muscle.. Then my arm.. I flinch every time the needle went through my arm.. She basically stuck her finger in the fucking hole she made with the needle.. Which was not fun for me.

"Alright Laughings! That's enough for them! Right now..." Slenderman says, appearing in the middle of the room.

Laughing Jill bows to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek, teleporting away. I felt my cheek burn where she kissed me.. Let's hope it doesn't kill me..