chapter 5

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Y/n's P.o.v

I sprang out of my bed, Going to the bathroom to wash face.

After washing. I changed my clothes wearing a black t-shirt and a short with a pair of flat shoes.

I head downstairs to eat my breakfast.

I'm surprised that slenderman and sally was the only one who appeared on the table..
"umm. Slenderman where did the others go??" I asked, then he sips his tea

"the three is sleeping. Ben stayed overnight playing games, E.j goes hunting while Helen is still doing something that I don't know.
The others are still out there finishing their mission"

"who's Helen??"I asked in curiosity.

"He's bloody painter!!" sally answered. Then I started eating my breakfast, after I finished eating my breakfast. I sat at the couch waiting in boredom. I tried to watch some TV but not a single channel have even caught my interest..

"hey y/n can you please wake timothy up" as slenderman was still looking at his newspaper

"ummm... Who's timothy??" I asked again

"He's masky"

"ohh.. okay"

I walked upstairs looking for Masky's room.

'This must be his door'

I opened the Brown door walking towards sleeping timothy..

"heyy.. Timothy. wake up, slenderman's calling you" as I gently taps his shoulder..

"timoth-" I was cut down when he sprung out of the bed, then pinned me down looking at me with hostility..

"why are you here!!" as he speaks in a harsh cold tone giving me chills..

"s-slenderman's c..calling for you.." I looked away, shivering. As he's face gotten closer inch by inch. That I could feel his breating into my face, Then he released my hand taking his mask with him

"please knock if you don't want to be choked to death, And by the way don't call me timothy. I don't want to hear that fucking name"

He cover his face with mask then walked out.. It took me seconds to regain my composure and left masky's room .Then I head downstairs as I saw him talking to slenderman

'That seems to be important..'

I head outside the balcony to get some fresh air.. I touched my wrist as I flinch in pain.

"I didn't thought that it would even left a mark"..

"I'm sorry about that" then I saw masky carrying a first aid kit.

"hahahahah.. I'm sorry it was my fault too, cause I enter your room. Well actually slenderman was ordering me to wake you up" I laughed nervously, looking down to the ground still feeling a bit scared..

"can I see your hands??"..

"oh.. Umm.. Of course".. He gently held my hand, then he opened the first aid kit taking out the bandage and rolled it from my wrist.. Until he cut it with a scissor.. he took off his mask seeing his face then lit up a piece of cigarette.

"I'm sorry about that again"..

"don't worry it was entirely my fault. And sorry for also calling you that name. I didn't knew that you hated that name" As I looked down while fidgeting my fingers.. Then he puff a cigarette

"I didn't want to hear that name because of my past"

"It must be really hard for you to experience that" As I look at his eye.

then he looked away and and put on the mask dropping the cigarette and stepping it.

"Don't worry about it" then he walk back that to the mansion.. '

Did I say something wrong?'..

I shifted my gaze from the forest.. As the wind blows the leaves away

I heave a sigh and took my time enjoying this dull yet quite quite scenery..

"what are you doing here y/n??" as toby stand beside me sipping his coffee.

"just having some fresh air" I answered.

"what happend to your wrist by the way, did something happened??" then he rose he's eyebrow..

"no it's nothing serious" I laugh nervously avoiding his question..

"ohh. Okay" he shrugged and continued to sip his coffee

I sighed in relief.

Then we head back to the mansion after toby finished drinking his coffee.. When I notice some commotion

"what happened slenderman??" I asked

"police have been looking for you with your uncle and aunt, don't worry they can't find this place".. As slenderman patted my hea

"ohh.. Okay"

                          

                           

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