Chapter 10

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"K-Kill?" I asked stunned.

"Yes kill. People that you don't know. It has to be done." Jack said.

        I sat there not saying anything because who could say something when their boyfreind just told them they would have to kill people? I couldn't believe it. Kill? Me killing? No, I couldn't ever kill somebody. I already have though, Erinn, I killed her. That was different I thought it was a dream I couldn't stop. All I did was sit there in silence thinking about what would become of me.

L.J.'s P.O.V

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        Cherry just sat there probably thinking. I hadn't really expected her to say anything after i told her that. Who can say something when thier boyfriend just told them that they have to killl people. I never wanted this to happen but it has. How it happened is a different story because I have no clue.

        I think that she felt a strong emotion. I felt strong emotions when I first turned so amybe she did to, but what emotion? I need to fnd out so I can help her. If she feels that emotion any other time she can turn into her Creepypasta form and that won't end up a good thing for anybody. 

        See it's a very difficult thing to grasp, turning into a Creepypasta, but I can try to explain it to you. (Before I begin let me just say that I didn't get this from any Creepypasta story and I'm making this up so please do not tell me that I've gotten something wrong because I didn't)  

        So here's how it goes. You feel an emotion very powerfully. It can be sadness, anger, jealosuy, etc. Then you have to feel it so badly that it makes you angry and all you want to do is kill somebody. If you're sad you want to kill the person who made you sad and the same for the rest. So after that you turn into a Creepypasta and you kill your target. Then you have to kill from then on. Well you don't HAVE to but it'd be easier to kill than try to fight it back. Afterwards at a certain time you turn into your form. It's normally around midnight and then you kill. Sfter you've fufilled your killing needs you turn back into your normal person. What can happen, which is why I'm always in my Creepypasta form unless I wear a special necklace, is that you kill too much and enjoy it too much. If that happens you are permately a Creepypasta unless you are given something to make you change into your normal being. 

        However, once you have felt the emotion and changed you must be very careful of your emotions. You see if you felt jealousy and then you turned into your Creepypasta you can't feel jealousy again. If you feel very jealous to where you want to kill the person that is making you feel that emotion you will turn into your Creepypasta until you kill either the person that made you turn or until you are satisfied. 

        It's a very complicated thing and I do not wish it upon anybody. Especially my Cherry. I will do my best to make sure she kills the minimum amount possible to satisfy the demon that now occupies part of her.  

"Cherry why did you want to kill Erinn in the first place?" I asked her. She looked up at me and then back down blushing slightly through her hair. Her eyes and hair never turned back to normal. So now she will always have black hair and black eyes. I don't care though she's still beautiful.

"I felt jealousy because she loves your Creepypasta story. When she saw you she was going to try and take you from me I could feel it." She said to me her black eyes starin into my icy blue almost white ones. 

"Okay babe well there's still some things you need to know." I then told Cherry evertyhing that I explained earlier. 

        Cherry looked at me when I had finsihed. Then she started laughing. I was kind of creeped out until I saw that it was midnight and she was probably about to change into her form which meant it was time for Cherry's first real kill. The one where she would know what was happening not just in a dream like state but be aware of every action she made. 

        We headed into the woods me with some candy in case Cherry needed back-up and Cherry with her two swords and the knives I knew were hidden in her sleeves. After walking for a short period we came to a cottage. 

Cherry's P.O.V.

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        We came to a cottage in the middle of the woods. It was actually kind of cute. It was a mint green color with salmon colored shutters and a sign that read 'A Cute Old Lady Lives Here.' How adorable?! An old lady will be so easy to kill!

"You ready?" Jack asked.

"Hell yes." I said while flicking my wrist. One of my knives came out of my shirt sleeve landed in my hand. I grabbed the handle firmly and headed towards the window. I wasn't going in through the door when I could get to her bedroom through the window. She was asleep, I could hear her snoring. My Creepypasta had really good senses. Eyesight, hearing, smelling, everything was better now.

        I walked under the window and jumped up. When I got up I grabbed onto the windowsill and lifted myself up. I looked inside and noticed that the old lady wasn't in the room. Just my luck! I looked at the window lock and noticed it was unlocked. Stupid lady, I thought. I quickly opened the window and crawled under the bed. I already had a plan forming in my mind. So I got the knife from between my teeth and placed it in my hand and waited for the lady.

        She came in shortly after and layed down right above me, I could feel and see the dent her body made in the bed. She layed down and I heard her turn on the news, the story was about a missing child that had been killed by Jack. I recognized the name. Anyways, I laid there and waited until I could hear her light snores coming from the bed above me. I took my knife and poked the bed with the handle. 

"Huh?" she said when she awoke. I said nothing and waited for her to fall asleep. Then I poked the bed again but harder this time. 

"Okay, now I know something is happening." she said to herself. She then got out of bed and I poked her ankle with the blade of my knife creating a tiny cut. 

"Ouch! I need to contact the police!"

        By the time she said this I had already climbed out from under the bed and began to stand up on the other side. "Now why do that?" I growled lowly. 

        She quickly turned to face me and said, "Who are you?" 

"I'm the monster under your bed." I stated with a creepy smile spreading on my face.

"Oh don't be ridiculous, they aren't real!"

I then tackled her to the gorund and leaned to her ear to whisper, "Oh, they're very real and this one is about to kill you." 

        She looked at me with terror filled eyes. I took my knife and stabbed her where her heart is. It went cleanly through and no blood seeped out. I then took the blade out and then her blood poured like a river. It made a beautiful crimson ocean around her. I took some of her blood and dipped my fingers in it. I then walked over to the wall and wrote, 'Monsters are real and they're coming for YOU' on her wall.

        I stepped back and admired my handiwork. Once I was done I walked over to the window and opened it. I then jumped out and hung from the window sill. After the window was closed again I let go and fell. Jack soon caught me before I could hit the ground.

"You did so good." He purred in my ear.

        I blushed and kissed his cheek. "I know." I said and chuckled. Then after that everything went black. I guessed I was changing back into my normal form. I kept reliving the killing in my mind. It was like a movie. I enjoyed it so much. Shortly after watching it the fourth time I was awoken by Jack. He looked scared of something. 

"What's wrong?" I asked. He said nothing and pointed to the mirror instead. I looked over and saw something that made me smile. It was great I was happy. Why was the a bad thing? I love this! 

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