"Child! I have ask you many times to not splatter blood on Eva's walls, she never likes how it looks after and I'm left to clean it."
"But Slendy! I don't get to play with blood all that much anymore, she does! So she brings me back the blood to play with. If I can't play with the blood in here then I don't get to play with it at all!"
"I have asked you not to call me Slendy. And if you'd like to play with blood then ask LJ if you can in one of his carnival tents, not in my house." He calmly walked away from the room.
"Thanks guys." I said sarcastically as Eva, Jeff, BEN and Toby crawled out of their hiding spots.
"I'm sorry that you aren't fast enough to get to a hiding spot before Slendy comes in the room." Jeff said sassy.
"You better watch it boy! Slendy took away your knives, so my 10 bucks in chore money says I can whoop your ass." I like talking smack, knowing Jeff would never try. But if he did I know I would loose, with him being a year older and bigger than me.
"Scarlett, we don't use those words." I turned around to see my mother standing there.
"Mom?"
"Scarlett."
"Yes mom?" I started to cry. I hadn't seen my mother in a year, since she had died.
"Scarlett."
"What?"
"Scarlett."
"WHAT?" I screamed.
"SCARLETT! Get up! It's almost noon." I opened my eyes to see Eva.
"Oh, get Eva."
"Wow, don't sound too excited to see me." She said sarcastically.
"Sorry, it's just the dream I was just having."
"Mom again?" I nodded in response. "It's okay, I miss her too. Get dressed, everyone is downstairs and breakfast has already been made, just waiting on you."
"I'll be right down." I said, sending her a smile. She walked out and shut the door behind her. I stood up and walked over to my dresser.
That was a dream that I have a lot. It's a memory of when I was younger, then for some reason my mom comes in. That didn't actually happen, at least the part where my mom comes in.
I walked downstairs and into the dining room to see everyone sitting down at the table. I took my normal spot sitting between BEN and Toby. Yeah, I wasn't kidding when I said the only part about that dream that wasn't real was my mom being there. We really were painting Eva's walls with blood, and I really am living in the slender house.
It all started like this.....
°10 Years Ago, 7 year old Eva and Scarlett°
"Mommy, where are we going?" Eva asked as our mother frantically pulled on her coat after she had rushed to zip ours up. I was still working on the lollipop that the day care had given me before we left that day for being a good girl.
"We're going to visit a friend of mine for a while." She rushed around looking for anything else she thought we needed.
"But why mommy."She whined.
"Because we are done with daddy and grandpa's moods lately."
"But why are we leading so quickly then?" I asked.
"Because mommy doesn't wanna deal with daddy when he comes home to find us gone." She said, buckling us in and starting the car.
We stayed quiet as she started speeding down the road. Me and Eva picked up our stuffed animals that we had left in the car the night before and started playing with them, we didn't notice that we kept getting louder as we went.
"Girls, quiet down." We didn't listen, and just kept yelling and playing. "Girls!' Mom turned around to take the stuffed animals away, throwing them in the seat next to her, right before we swerved off the road.
I woke up leaning against Eva, my mom limping back towards the car, right before the gun shot went through her.
"No! Mommy!" I screamed, waking Eva up. My mothers body fell to the ground and me and Eva watched in horror as my father aimed the gun lower to be positioned at me forehead.
"Daddy! Stop it!" Eva yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks, I was frozen in place. I watched as he started to pull back the trigger. A flash happened and then we saw our dad hanging from the tree that was behind him before, a branch going through his chest.
*5 Years Later, 12 Year Old Eva And Scarlett*
We were found shortly after by someone driving by. Ever since me and Eva have been in this horrid foster home.
"Eva! Scarlett! get your asses down here!" Our foster mother, Merda, called us to the kitchen.
"Yes Merda?" Eva asked as we got into the kitchen. Eva is the slightly older twin, so she had always felt obligated to act like the way older sibling.
"You guys need to clean the house." I looked over at the clock to see it was 7:30 pm already. "Tonight." Let me just tell you this, the house we lived in then, was very run-down looking, but very large. My eyes widened 'We can't clean it all tonight.'
"Is there a problem Scarlett." She glared at me.
"No ma'am." Eva answered for me.
"I believe this child can speak for herself." She pushed Eva back, making her almost trip over the bench.
"Don't do that." I mumbled.
"What was that?!"
"I said don't do that, don't push my sister." I yelled, pushing the larger lady back with my little 12 year old strength.
"You will not talk back to me! And you will never touch me with your filthy little hands ever again!" She raised her hand and connected the back of it with my face. I fell to the ground.
"Lets get cleaning." Eva mumbled, helping me up the stairs to the kids bathroom. We lived in a house with 5 other kids, today I was to do the laundry, all of theirs.
I started the washer with clothes in it, and plugged in the iron for all the clothes that were already dry as Eva went down stairs to start on the dishes. There was only one plug in in the bathroom, right next to the bathtub, which seemed to be clogged and left with dirty water from the last kids bath.
I leaned over the end and felt around for the drain, but I coundn't find it. "Oh, you're in here." I slightly turned to see Mary, Merda's only child by birth. I ignored her like I normally do, it has only led to bad things when I acknowledged that she's there.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!' Trap, its a trap. I told myself. "Don't you ignore me!" Right as she was saying 'ignore' she thought it would be a good idea for her to push me, causing me to kick the iron table, making the iron fall off and into the water, with me.
I remember excruciating pain and my body continuously twitching. "Oh, you shouldn't have done that!" I hear a voice say, then I passed out....I think.
I woke up at the Slender Manson, Slendy explained what happened, I died, because of Mary, then BEN who was out to watch me and Eva because it was his turn and they have been looking after us since the incident with my dad. Merda found Mary's body and assumed that Eva did it, So while BEN was going through the house looking for Eva, she had been stabbed by Merda.
Ever since we've been raised by Slenderman and the other creepypasta, trained how to kill, a few years back we did find Merda, the other kids taken away from her custody and I gave Eva the joy of killing her. We still have yet to find our father.
*Back To Present Time*
"Scarlett, you okay?" Toby asked.
"Yeah I'm fine." I weakly smiled.
"That's good." He smiled. "Now can you pass me the pancakes?" He said with a straight face.
I laughed. "Of course." Ever since it all happened I've been super close to BEN and Toby, as Eva has became super close to Jeff, Masky, and Hoodie.
You can say we have a very interesting life.
