Chapter six

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by The-puppets-game

by The-puppets-game

EJ X Male brother reader

EJ POV

"Why did you have to go?" EJ mumbled. The eyeless male stood behind the mansion staring at the small grave in front of him. "I'm so stupid" EJ laughed out while black tears fell down his face. He slid down to the ground and stared at all the flowers planted on the grave.

He went back to the beginning when it all started. He remembered hearing his phone ringing while he was in his room. He stared at the phone before looking at the call. The caller was no other than his annoying brother and for some god damn reason, he chose to ignore it. Maybe if he answered that call he would still be alive. In Smileys, room talking to him with a smile on his face.

He remembered seeing Jeff slam open his door. EJ saw the tears and knew something was wrong. Why would Jeff of all people cry?
That's when EJ saw him. A body with scratches all over there body. He saw the familiar H/L H/C hair and S/C skin. The scarf that he gave to him was wrapped around his neck but it was ripped in the edges. What scared him the most was he wasn't breathing. He was in Smileys room for so long until the boy walked out and shook his head. EJ broke right there and then. He screamed and sobbed for his younger brother.

He remembered trying to get past Smiley with tears falling down his face. He screamed for him to wake up but no voice was heard. Not even a laugh. That stupid laugh that he grew to love.

EJ glanced up at the grave and read the words marked on his grave.

M/N L/N a friend, a brother, and sunshine to our lives.

He will forever be missed.

"I'm sorry for not being there for you" EJ stood up and put his hand on the grave. He wiped the tears away and stared at M/N's grave. EJ started to hum a melody that he used to sing to him. It was a very old melody that he and M/N made up. A flash of a smile on his face appeared in his mind.

Every emotion that was on EJ's face disappeared. Funny how everyone moved on so quickly, yet here he was crying for his dead brother. EJ knew he couldn't forget him. Everywhere he looked reminded him of M/N. Even the stupid old rug in the living room reminded him of his dead brother.

EJ took a deep breath and pulled his hand away from the grave. He placed a blue mask over his face hiding the flames in his eyes. EJ closed his eyes and mumbled words in a different language. He heard a ringing in his head then silence. He felt the dark walls slam up blocking anyone who wanted to go inside his mind. Even the all mighty Slenderman himself.

EJ knew he couldn't have Slenderman reading his thoughts anymore. He would just be in the way. EJ turned away from the grave but glanced back. Then looked forward with anger growing through his mind.

He will find the person who dared lay a hand on his brother and when he does.......

They'll be sorry.

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