My friend

Captured

*Mel pov*

    "MEL!! MEL!!!" I looked around. I was in the observers house again. He was right in front of me, shaking my shoulders. Once my eyes opened he hugged me and whispered "I'm sorry" over and over. I felt something wet drip on me. I looked up and saw he was crying.

   "Dad? What's going on?" He just hugged me tighter.

    "You've been captured. By the Hunter division of the FBI. They've been after Slenderman for years. I should have known, I should have kept you with me. I'm so sorry. They will harm you for information on Slenderman's whereabouts." I hugged him back and felt tremors run through his body. "Whenever you fall unconscious, i'll keep you unconscious for as long as I can." The dream started to fade. "Be strong." The dream faded to black and I was thrown into reality. My head hurt and I groaned and tried to move only to feel my limbs pulled tight. I forced open my eyes and squinted at the bright whiteness of the room I was in.

    "Ahh so you're awake? Good! Now the party can start." I looked towards the source of the voice. It came from a guy wearing dark jeans and a black shirt. He was seated in a white chair that matched the rest of the room. Behind the chair was a table with some dangerous looking tools on top. My gaze went up to his face. He had light skin and wore a pair of dark shades that completely blocked his eyes. His mouth was curved up into a smile, revealing pure white teeth. He had a small amount of stubble looked like the kind of guy you don't want to meet in a dark alley. I glared at him.

    "Who are you." I said with a flat voice. He put his hand over his chest as if offended.

    "Why, Mel, I would have thought your boyfriend would have mentioned me. After all, I was his favorite." I kept up my glare. He chuckled. "Well I guess you have to call me something." He tapped the side of his head as if in thought. "Oh I know! Since we are opposites, how about you call me Good, and I call you "evil scum". It matches you so well." I smirked.

    "Na, how about I call you "Asshat" that seems to match you quite well." His smile faded. He turned to the table behind him.

    "Now now Mel," He picked up a knife and dipped it into a jar of water. "didn't anyone ever teach you to be nice to strangers? Oh wait, I forgot, your kind teach how to kill, not manners." He came towards me with the knife. "Now we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Where is Slenderman." I softened up my expression a bit and looked around the room before motioning for him to come closer he smiled and leaned his ear towards me. I immediately bit it off. He punched my gut and stabbed my shoulder with the knife. I bit back a scream and forced a smile onto my face as he held the side of his face. He glared at me. "This isn't over, bitch." I made a pouty face. 

    "Aww, i thought my name was "evil scum" I was even warming up to it." I fake sighed. "You men are so confusing." He pulled the knife out of my shoulder and held it to my throat. I didn't flinch. 

    "Why don't i just kill you right now." He said with a threatening tone. I rolled my eyes. 

    "Pshhh, even an asshat like your self knows that you wouldn't have gone through the trouble of capturing me if you were going to slaughter me before getting any information." He pushed the blade against my skin and i kept my expression the same. He growled before punching my face and backing away. He grabbed the jar of water he dipped the knife in and walked up to me.

    "You know what this is." He held the jar closer to me. I scrunched up my face.

    "It'd better not be your piss in disguise." He glared at me and dumped it over my head. It burned. I screamed.

    "It's holy water. Your weakness, now i'd advise that you don't do anything stupid or i'll just drench you with it." I glared at him and he smiled. "That's better, now where is Slenderman hiding." He growled.