A/N OH MY GOD ANOTHER CHAPTER! Yeah yeah. I havent posted one since July of 1912. Its been FOREVER! But i finally decided to add more. And guess what I STILL havent finished the cover, as you can see. I just have to fix someone then color it.. Okie ill stop. Enjoy! Beeennnnnnn
I groan and sit up. "What time is it..?" I squint to look at my alarm clock.
3:00 am
"What the fuck...." I mumble, rubbing my eyes and getting out of bed.
My feet slide across the floor as i wander to the bathroom. I pet Rocket as he lied on my carpet, collecting some clothes.
The hot shower hits my tan skin as I go deep in thought, ignoring the pain in my neck.
Why do i have this gun? 'The fuck did I bring it in the shower?
I sigh and flip the gun in my hands examining it. Its a fecking pistol, nothing interesting about that. My middle finger starts to bleed and i turn it over, finding a name scratched on it. Brian
"Brian?" I whisper.
The bathroom door creaks and I jump, cocking the gun.
"Hey hey hey! Dont shoot! You just saw me three hours ago, we buddies right?"
"What are you doing in here?" I mumble, running my fingers through my wet hair and placing the gun on the shelf.
"Im here to tell you that we're here to help" he says, his voice soft.
He wasnt lying
He scoffs, "Why the fuck would I be?"
"But why?"
"Because, this man- he hes trying to take your life."
"What man." I spit
"You probably seen him before. Tall, black suit. No fucking face"
"Uh huh.." I mumble, but all i could think of is slenderman. But that bitch aint real so I donno.
"No- you're right Faenoux.. Its slenderman"
I nearly pass out in the shower, What the fuck.
"See? I-"
"Go.. Just.. Leave me alone"
"But."
"GO!" My voice cracks, what the fuckkkk.
I sink down into the bathtub, sitting down, the shower spraying my feet. Slenderman? The-the guy who used to scare me when i was a child? Wait...
I open my eye, looking at the water for a moment, ignoring the faint stinging on my shoulder and face. "No.." I whisper.
It all adds up now.. They were right. The-the rake.. It-it attacked my best friend.. Its real. The thing that i always thought would come out of my closet at night and attack.. Fuck.
So dont forget where you came from
And you are never alone..
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Misunderstood
FanfictionFaenoux Izak Whauless was in a crash at the beginning of his senior year in high school. His friends betrayed him like that, he didnt really care, they were all dicks anyway.. His girlfriend left him because he called his dog retarded (dumb, ik) Th...
