Jeff's POV
I'm so glad that I did what I did. I had killed over twenty people within the last half hour. That's a new record!
I just hope faceless won't be mad. I'm heading back to the mansion, when I suddenly stop in my tracks, and start thinking about that girl.
Uuuugggghhhhh! I don't want to go back! But, Slender will kill me if I don't return to the mansion.
I don't know why... but I had never felt something like this in... well... ever since... him.
I drop to my knees by a bush so no one can find me, and I start crying, while punching a tree to the point my knuckles bleed. I still regret killing him, or attempting to kill him at least.
"He never loved you...
He's the one that made you a monster...
You're a monster...
Kill them..."
At this point, my insides are screaming from the voices that just... won't... go away. I finally had enough. I stopped punching the tree for a second and I ran my fingers through my hair and gripped it. I pulled tightly, trying to calm myself down, but failed miserably. The voices were getting louder, so I tried to drown them out, but yet again, I failed.
"Shut up..."
"No one cares about you..."
"Shut up!" I yelled louder.
"Kill... Kill... Ki-"
"I said... SHUT UP!!"
I gripped my hair harder where blood oozed onto my hands and pulled out some of my hair out of fustration, anger, and sadness. I might be insane, but even I wouldn't go that far. I puched the tree trunk harder, where it left a dent the size of my fist. And my hand went numb to the touch.
I start crying uncontrollably and I keep punching the tree.
"I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry." I repeated these words until every inch of my body, including my emotions, was numb.
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I calmed down after and hour, and I decided to go back to the mansion, walking there. And I honestly didn't care that I had to see that girl anymore. I just wanted to go into my room and cry myself to sleep.
While I was walking back, I was wondering what I had missed within the last four to five hours I've been gone.
'Maybe she won't have a target on her back like the others' I sighed in fustration.
The other Pastas' didn't like the others because they were mean, selfish, and they were mean to Slender. That's like... asking for a death wish right there!
If she even thinks about disrespecting any any of them... she's going have a real target on her back when I'm finished with her.
Especially, if she she tries to back talk me. I don't deal with idiots like that.
I sighed in anger once more.
I swear, once minute, I'm a cold-hearted killer, then the next minute, I'm a... softie. I swear, my bipolar disorder is getting worse every damn time and it's pissing me off!
I had love once...
And that love... was the very thing that had driven me to lose my sanity.
Why do you think I go to visit... him?
It's because... I still... love him.
I still... love you,
Liu.

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