Slenderman: Change of Mind

Chapter 3

Kate's P. O. V.

I saw Slenderman walk away. Once he was out of sight, I dragged myself to a wide branch that was lying on the floor. I tried to break it, but it didn't move. It was perfect for me. I stabbed on the ground, slowly making my way up, till I was standing upstraight. Just then, I realized I needed another one to walk. God dammit. But I found one a few steps away. It wasn't as tough as the other one, but it would fit. I started to walk away, searching for food. Actually, I didn't trust Slenderman. I thought he was just playing with my mind. So I wouldn't trust if he would give me food or not. Well, he HAD to give me food, but if it had something in it like venom... I know, I'm a really exagerated person. But, who could trust a tall, faceless man that creeped you out in the middle of a forest? After some minutes, I found a bunch of mushrooms. Great. I knew they weren't poisonous because I took an extracurricular in school about forest survival... I know, it's weird. As I tried to take the mushrooms, a deep but angered voice said in my ear

-What are you doing? (Slender)

I flinched at this, falling on the floor and crushing the innocent mushrooms. I forgot to answer him, so he said in a louder voice

-What are you doing?! (Slender)

-I was about to take the mushrooms but SOMEONE scared me and made me fall on them. (Kate)

His body language was furious. I wasn't scared of him. At this moment, if he killed me or left me forever, didn't matter. I was going to die anyways.

-I told you to stay were you were! (Slender)

-Actually, you didn't. You just said you were going to get food. (Kate)

He exploded, saying

-You little useless, annoying, wreckless child! (Slender)

He kicked me in the stomach, making me screech. God, he was strong. I clenched to my hurting abdomen. He kept saying

-Stupid human! I will...! (Slender)

Somehow he stopped saying those cruel things to me. I was crying. He went silent for a moment. I felt that his anger was soothing out, but he said

-Don't ever DARE to highen your voice with me. And don't even THINK to disobey me again. Understood?!

I nodded my head slightly, and he grabbed me with one of his tentacles. I didn't make any sound, afraid of another of his hits.

-Now, you'll NEVER escape from the spot where I'll leave you. It's an order, or else...

He squeezed me tighter when he said those last words. I knew what they meant: death. If I didn't surrender to him, I would die. He took me back to the same place where I woke up. When we got there, he threw me to the ground, my body making a thumping sound.

-Now, stay. I want to REST from your precense. We shall meet at midnight. (Slender)

When he was away from me, I started sobbing. You see, violence doesn't fit with me. My step-parents used to fight a lot, Henry usually hitting mom, leaving her a scar on her face. I hated Henry. But I loved mom. After all I've been through... she had been my little ray of sun. But it's gone now. I never cried, but when she died, tears came out of my eyes like rivers. And, even I begged god not to take my sunshine away, my prayers didn't got to His ears. Now, as I see all this trees, some of those rivers start again. She loved trees... I kept like this all afternoon, missing my mother. My only sunshine...

Slenderman's P. O. V.

I am having a riot between myself. Why did I kicked her? I usually prefer psychological damage, but I hurted her physically. Why? I NEVER lost control over myself, and this little girl comes by and turns everything around?! How can this be possible?! One part of me was proud of making her understand, but the other one tormented me with guilt. Guilt... such a rare word in my vocabulary. Why was I feeling such emotions, if I am supposed to have none? How can something emotionless start to feel? After the fight between myself, I decided to come back. I had to apologize myself. One part of me was against this, but the other one urged me to do it. It was almost midnight. I teleported near the place where I left her. She was sobbing. My guilty part scolded me for making her cry, but the other was indifferent. I started to walk to her as slowly and silently as I could. I touched her arm, but she turned, looked at me with teary eyes, and backed away. She seemed shocked. Her sadness was interfered with intense fear: fear of me. This shouldn't have been a surprise for me, but my heart ached from sadness. I stared at her for a while. After doing this, I said

-I hope you rested well. Didn't you? (Slender)

-Yes... yes, I did. (Kate)

-Then why are you crying? (Slender)

She stayed silent for a moment. Then, she said

-It's ...none of your importance. (Kate)

-Actually it is. I am concerned. (Slender)

-Well, part of it is because of you. (Kate)

This drove me silent. But didn't take long to say

-And the other one? I ought to know. (Slender)

-I do not feel like saying. (Kate)

-You will have to tell me someday. (Slender)

-If you want to know it so bad, just wait for tomorrow, ok? (Kate)

-...Agreed. You should sleep. Rest. Collect energy for tomorrow. (Slender)

-...Agreed. (Kate)

Just before she turned away, I said

-Kathryn? (Slender)

-...Yes? (Kate)

-I am... sorry. I am sorry for hurting you. Could you forgive me? (Slender)

-Yes. I do forgive you.... good night. (Kate)

-Good night. Thank you. (Slender)