I hear is foot steps inch closer, I begin to breath heavily in my hands. I close my eyes, then suddenly a car door slams. It's my mom, my savior I tell out. That's when the closet door opened. There he was standing in ripped jeans and a red t-shirt with a black jacket around his waist. I looked up at his face noticing that he had a mask on. It was white, just like the one I saw. With a big red smile and eye holes. His eyes like a crystal blue. I hear is laugh "you know if you don't want to be found you should shut your pretty mouth" he says laughing. I hear the front door open. The man quickly grabs me up, pulling me in closer to his chest. He whispered in my ear. "Your not going to tell your mom about me." He says walking into my closet. I walk over to the window sill. It being like 10:00 p.m. I run down stairs opening the door. "Mom? What took you so long?" I say "I got stuck in traffic" she says brushing the fact that I was worried about her off. I smelt alcohol on her breath. It was strong, I suddenly feel my face start to heat up. She didn't even have the pizza! "Elizabeth where in the hell have you been!" I say fiercely "non of your God damned business" she screamed " where's the pizza?" I ask quietly, she pulls a beer out of her purse I instantly snatch it and dump it out. Her hand flew across my face. Except this time it wasn't a slap it was a punch. I felt my nose begin to bleed. The warm blood dripping down from my nose. She drew her hand back one more time. As I open the beer "if you touch me one more time I will dump it out!" I say "please no, just give me it" she pleads barley being able to stand" I throw the beer on the ground. It shatters, she punched me one more time bloodying my teeth. I run upstairs slamming the door. Forgetting the man in the closet, I hear it slowly creak open. I turn to face him. His mask was lifted up on to the top of his head. I see his face, his jaw line was chiseled. He walks up to me "are you okay?" He asks his voice deep and raspy. Yet it still had a hint of sweetness to it "yeah I am fine, you might want to get out of here she may come back up" I say, he grabbed my hand pulling me into the bathroom. My mom being on the couch passed out. He picks me up putting me on the sink. His hands sat on my hips when he picked me up. He removes his shirt, he was very well built. He had a bit of scars. It looked to be from a gun, he had this carving of a circle with an x going through it. On the left side of his chest. He went over to the shower wetting the shirt. He walked back over to me. Still towering me, I never realized how short I was until I was compared to him. He grabs my chin softly and begins to wipe the blood away from my nose. He brings his lips closer to mine. My heart begins to beat 50 miles a minute. He licks the blood off of my lips. My face turns a dark shade of red. He pulls away "you know your kinda cute when you blush" he says smirking the comment only made my face darker. Was this a new start of a friendship? "What is that sign?" I pointed to the left side of his chest " oh that's called a proxy sign" he laughed " so why is your mask covered in blood. Are you a killer?" He looks at me smirking " if I told ya that then I would have to kill ya" he finishes wiping the blood off.
Painters P.O.V
I look up at her. How could slender ever expect me to kill her? She is so beautiful. Her long blonde hair with her majestic green eyes. I wish I could make her a proxy. I would never let anyone hurt her. Especially not Jeff that perverted ass hole. Should I tell her? Ahh whatever slender won't find out. "What's your name" neveah asked "Helen Otis, but my friends call me bloody painter" I say, rubbing the back of my neck. " Like the creepypasta version of bloody painter?" She asked, shit she knows who we are!? That's why slender had me kill her. I look away " y-yeah, like the creepypasta version." I say "wait why haven't you killed me? Your a killer right?" She says, I sigh " you were supposed to be my victim but I just couldn't bring my self to kill you." That's when it clicked she lived so close to the mansion. Slender hates neighbors. Well unless they have young kids. But she isn't young, well she's definitely small but not young "i-i was? And why couldn't you?" She says softly "honestly I have no idea" I say " you just looked so sweet, and nice, and beautiful" I say once more. Her legs wrapped around me " thank you for not killing me" she says softly(Okay guys sorry I haven't updated in a while but here ya go. I hope it's goodO_o)
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Romancewho would think you would fall for a killer? Nevaeh, a young 17 year old girl, moves to an old town. with very few people, the towns name is FarFall with a reputation for homicides, her mother leaves her psychotic dad behind. they soon notice stran...