Can We Learn To Love? (Slender Man x reader) [UPDATED]

RUN (Ch. 5)

Your POV

'Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT! WHY AREN'T YOU RUNNING?!' I mentally yelled, panic surging. I don't know why I'm not not running. Something inside of me says to just calm down. 

'Yeah? WELL LOGIC SAYS "FUCKING RUN!!!!" ' The voice in my head screamed.

I tried to talk again, "Y-Y--". But failed, miserably. The thing-- Er, Slender Man-- just stared at me, if that was at all possible.

'What to do?!', I mentally yelled. That's when I noticed.... Slender had gotten closer to me..... at least 2-3 yards away from me....

"SCREW MY LIFE, RUN LEGS!!!!!" I yelled at the top of lungs, and started running in some direction. 'RUN! JUST RUN! RUN NOW, FIGURE OUT LOGIC LATER!!!!' Mental me yelled at real me.

I ran and dogged trees that were, you know, EVERYWHERE!!! I slowed down so I could turn my head and not crash into a tree. 'Good speed... Should be far away enough, right?' I turned my head enough to see behind me to see if he was close by. And there he was, just a couple of yards away from me.

'WHAT THE FUCK?!! HOW THE HELL DID H-''

I felt my body ram hard into something rough. I opened an eye, sore all over, looking at what was in my way. Yup, that's a tree... Against my face... 

"Ow..." Was all I could manage. But that's when I noticed, my house! 

I grinned ear to ear, "HOME! I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU!!!" I unattached myself from the tree quickly, and ran to my house.

'Fuck! The fence!' I yelled in my head. I had completely forgot about the fence. 'Fuck! No time to unlock and re-lock, JUST JUMP!!!' I put my hand high enough to grab the top of the fence, grabbed it, and pulled myself up and over.

'Holy hell! I just jumped over that!..... How?' I mentally asked myself once I got to my door. I quickly opened my door, ran inside and locked the door. I put my back on the door as I panted and shook in fear. My eyes were wide open as I recalled his 'face'.

"What. In. The hell. Was. That?!" I asked myself as I walked over to my couch. I dropped onto the couch and tried to rationalize everything. There was no way that thing was there. It's a stupid internet story. But aren't most stories based on some truth? I sighed and held my head in my hands. I don't know. I'm just some senior who might be in the deepest shit ever and I can't think coherently. I clearly had too much adrenaline pumping through my veins. Hell, I just jumped a fence on the first try. Just to run away from something that may or may not exist. That's when I noticed, my mother and "father" weren't here yet. 'Tsk. And good riddance! That fucking bastard would probably find something to ridicule. Always thinking he hurts me like that! IDIOT!!!' I thought to myself, while my brain recalled a couple times that's happened.

Sometimes, which really is all the time, I wish he would get lost somewhere, and die from, well anything really. Maybe just get lost in the woods. 

"Heh! Then maybe he can magically fall into a ditch!" I told no one, "But mom would never let that happen... But if it were me? HA!!! She wouldn't give a flying fuck, as long as he's there to 'comfort her'." I sigh, sadly. When did I become so uncaring? Or so tired over everything?

I stared at the floor, close to crying, as I remembered a couple upsetting recent things, "I wish I had someone to comfort me... Especially right now..."

I curled onto the couch, sobbing into my arms. God, everything is just weighing on me right now. I really hope crying it out is healthy.