Authors note: I decided to write one more chapter before I go to sleep, I'm so scared right now but I need to suck it up, I'm so not sleeping tonight.
Chapter 4: Hello old Friend
I slammed the door open only to find something that was going to haunt me the rest of my life. "Jack" I whispered starring at the man who was stuffing my daughter with candy, he turned around with a creepy smile followed by a laugh.
"Laughing Jack" I said my voice trembling as he smirked, "How do you know me?" He asked walking to me with his knife. He doesn't remember me, he really doesn't.
"Y-you don't r-remember me?" I asked stuttering to talk, he walked to me with a confused expression, he haunted my dreams and my heart for so long and he doesn't remember me. I looked at my dead daughter, I failed her, I said I'd protect her and I failed her.
"P-Pop N-Never Went T-The Weasel" I whispered starring at my dead daughter, I raised my eyes slowly starring at the man I once loved and thought was amazing. "Candy" he whispered, tears rushed down my face, I tried to keep them in but I couldn't, "T-That's me" I said my voice was soby and teary it didn' sound very appealing.
He turned his head to look at my daughters corpse, he turned his head and I think I saw a tear on his white face. "I-I'm sorry" he said looking at me with his soulless eyes, I looked at Marcy's corpse and the tears rushed out of me like waterfall. "SAY THAT TO MY DEAD DAUGHTER!" I yelled pushing him, he fell back on the floor and rushed to her, "Why" I asked myself "I didn't protect you" I said crying and looking at my daughter (I'm actually crying right now).
"C-Candy" he said walking to me, I turned around and glared at him, I stood up and gave him another push. "YOU TRIED TO KILL ME! YOU KILLED MY MOTHER! YOU DESTROYED MY LIFE! YOU SCARED ME!YOU MADE ME GO TO AN ASYLUM! THEN YOU KILL MY DAUGHTER! THE LAST THING I EVER HAD IN MY LIFE! And you don't even have the decency to remember me" I yelled breaking down in tears, he crawled to me and wrapped his arms around me but I pushed him away. "GET AWAY!" I yelled crawling away, I looked up to the window it was broken, he broke into my house.
"No! Candy! I love you! I've searched for you my whole life! I loved you! I still do" he yelled running to me and hugging me tight.
He loved me.
He always loved me.
I started to tremble, as he hugged me "your lying" I said the tears falling down my face, I loved him long ago but not anymore. "You don't love me" I said pushing him off and glaring. "Even if you did! I wouldn't love you! I'd never love a monster like you!" I said running out of the room, I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife, I saw him walk to me.
I looked at him tears in my eyes, "I'm not lying... I've always loved you... I didn't kill you that night because I loved you too much... I know you were just a kid but I loved tags kid and I love you now" he explained, I starred at him, gripping the knife tight. "Y-You really love me?" I asked giving in, I looked at him innocently, he nodded his head with a soft smile.
I dropped the knife and looked at him, his eyes they looked almost human, he was dark and scary with black and white as the only colors that described him. "Why didn't you take me with you?" I asked looking at him examining him closely. He hasn't changed since when I was at school, "Because I didn't know I loved you then but when I lost you I then realized you were the one that made me smile, I always thought it was fake like a do to 'the people I murder' but you actually made me smile" he said his voice getting lower in the part 'the people I murder' I starred at him, a soft and very small smile went on my face. I shook it off realizing that he just killed my daughter but he made me feel like a child again as if I was 5 again, that little dumb girl I was.
Authors Note: Hello OMG so sweet except the dead daughter but it's so cute, hehe
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Pop Never Went The Weasel
FanfictionI had a child hood friend when I was younger one night my child hood friend tried to kill me but didn't succeed. Now my childhood friend is back and he's just as I remember but am I as he remembers is the real question? Pop never went the weasel i...