The Only Exception

Chapter 9

(Mackenzie's POV)

I decided to forgive Jack, because he is my best friend. He probably wanted to tell me, also, they may have waited until I was old enough to understand what they were telling me.

Of course I could always understand them, and for almost just as long I could comprehend what they said, but it's a complicated thing.

I let go of Jack's long hug and walked out with him trailing behind. I guess we are back to him following me around like a lost puppy. It was kinda cute though, so I let it go.

I- well we- walked into my room, I put on my blue hoodie that matched Jack's face-mask, and some jeans. I looked at Jack who was sitting on my bed, almost back to his usual 'not shy around me' self.

Walking over to my bathroom, which was built into my room, I grabbed my brush and some rubber bands.

Jack looked up at me as I walked to him, taking a seat on my bed in front of him. I set the things down in his lap.

"Do whatever you think will go with this?" I said, implying it was really more of a tell not an ask. He nodded and got to work.

After like 15 minutes he finished. I looked in the bathroom mirror to see my Red hair - and it's like dye red, not natural red, even though my hair hasn't been dyed - laced into a braid around the top of my head, leaving the rest of my chest length hair down and curly. It had four little white and blue flowers weaved in equally spaced around the top of my head.

I looked at Jack and grinned. He chuckled a bit and met me half way between the bed and bathroom.

He lifted me up and brushed our noses against each other since Slendy..- dad- .. said it wasn't appropriate for an 18 year old to kiss a 6 year old on the lips if they aren't related. It's kind of our thing. We stared at each other.

Usually once a not naturally-born pasta, or some one who isn't a full pasta turns 18, they stay 18.

Since Jack and most of the others weren't born a creepypasta, they will stay 18.

No one is sure if I will stay 18 or not, because I am half

human,but born Half creepypasta.

Also because Kenneth made me drink that mixture, I gained his power, fire, and this caused my hair to turn fire red. It was originally Black. I also have red eyes, similar to a vampire's. They would also be completely black.

If I stay 18, I'll eventually be Jack's age. Maybe then he can kiss me...

Anyways, Jack spoke after what seemed like 3 minutes of staring at each other. " You wanna go watch some TV downstairs with me?"

I dug my way into the crook of his neck, "They're down there. I don't know what to say if I face them now."

He frowned a bit, thinking. "Why don't you tell me a few things, okay Ken?" "Sure". He sat on my bed, still holding me in his arms. "Do you still love them all?" "Yea, but I'm scared of them now, they're killers."

"I'm a killer too Ken, so is your dad. You may be too when you're older." he said quickly. I think he regretted bringing that up. "I will NEVER be a killer, I know I can trust you, them I don't know."

He nodded. I'm not sure if he actually understood or if he was still regretting bringing my possible future up.

"Well if they bother us, I can tell them you still love them, but they betrayed your trust. You are gonna have to face them eventually."

"Alright then let's go." I said burying my face in his chest.