Stalker? Or Savior? (Feat. Creepypastas)

Chapter 3: "It's a Date."

All of us have our own glamours that resemble our actual looks, only in a human form. Mine was less than stellar, but it looked a hell of a lot better than my real face. He was really pale, sickly pale I would even say. He was almost translucent; he had a bit of a blue tint much like that of my real face. He had very sharp features, with a strong jaw and sunken eyes. He had the deepest eye sockets you would ever see, probably because of the whole “Eyeless Jack” thing, but still! He also had deep blue eyes, really dark rather than the typical blue-gray shade that normal humans have. I have to admit, it looks pretty damn cool, and it was probably my favorite feature about him. I wasn’t used to having eyes, so of course it was exciting for me when I got to have them, though it did feel all little bit weird at first. His body was also impressive, he was fairly muscular with broad shoulders. He was lean, but he still had definition in his chest and abs. On top of that, he was pretty damn tall compared to Jeff and Jane. About 6.3 if I had to guess, whereas Jeff and Jane were only 5.8 and 5.11 (give or take)

As Jeff and Jane were walking out of the bathroom, I walked in with my glamour stencil. I looked up at myself in the mirror, just like I have a thousand times before now. I put the stencil up to my arm, and pulled out my knife. We’re just so emo we use our knives to carve it into our skin… Actually that was a lie, we put runes on our knives so that they are more of a pen than a knife, marking our skin temporarily. I traced the shape of a hand into my left forearm, slowly transforming myself from beast to human. I could feel the skin materializing over my scars and bones. It molded itself, stitching together and creating my new body. My eyes started in the back of my head, and then rolled out into my eye sockets as I blinked away the tar. As I finish the rune, the teeth dull down to human, and my hands smooth into fingers.

I remove my mask from my newly human face, and lay it gently on the counter. I practiced my speech for about 5 minutes, trying to learn my way around the newly formed mouth. After finally getting the hang of it, I walked outside to see Jeff and Jane were already in the living room, ready to go. Those two didn’t need much in terms of glamours, basically it was just what they looked like before the accidents. Jeff looked like a typical jock, and Jane like a high-school girl.

“Well would you look at this guy! You clean up nice my friend, you clean up VERY nice. If I were gay… actually no, I still wouldn’t get with that, sorry pal.” He cackled at his own joke, and I was able to manage a smile, a pity smile, but a smile all the same.

We walked out of the apartment quickly, and made our way towards the elevator. All the while Jeff was making googly eyes at Jane, as per usual between these two. We made our decent to the main level, where my “date” was already standing, waiting for us. This time I was actually familiar with the girl Jeff set me up with, we had met before tonight. People always thought that me and Nina would make a good couple, though she never saw it.

Once we got to the lobby I saw her standing there immediately, she looked kind of pretty actually. She was dressed in a pink dress to match her hair, and her skin was looking almost tan. Unlike most of the creepypastas, she didn’t base her entire look on the skin, mostly just the hair and the teeth and such.

I waved at Nina, and she smiled politely back at me. As we got closer, I held my hand out to shake her hand, but she didn’t seem to notice. Maybe she was just nervous or something?

“Hi guys.” She said quietly, so small that I almost didn’t hear her. I smiled at her, and she blushed a little bit. Next thing I know, Jeff is shoving his way past me and throwing his arm around my shoulders, pulling me in too close.

“Well, someone’s looking awfully nice tonight! Jack, don’t screw this up man, I’d hate for that dress to go to waste wouldn’t you?” He joked, and everyone laughed, which was not uncommon when we’re surrounded by girls. I just rolled my eyes (mostly just to prove that I could) and shrugged.