When life gives you Creepypasta. X

"I wanna go home."

If Jeff could have blinked, he probably would have a few times as the thick silence set in the room. Had they all just heard you correctly? No, they couldn't have.. could they? Jeff knitted his brows together, taking a step towards you his mouth opening and closing, pointing his finger in your direction. "You.. did not just say what I think you did.."

BEN snorted at Jeff's stupid moment and possible deaf moment. He looked over at the soon-to-be angered killer and rolled his eyes, saying what was obvious. "Yep, that's exactly what she said, do you need her to re-peat it?"

"I heard her you fuck tard-"

"JEFFERY, LANGUAGE!"

A squirting sound could be heard over the somewhat cheerful yell, soon followed by a scream and a squeal. You blinked once or twice trying to process what happened in such a blur. Sliding your eyes towards the pale man who was running in circles screaming about something burning, you looked towards the flamboyent being who was holding up a spray bottle containing a yellow liquid. But that smile was still there... creepily. You walked up beside Splendy, lightly tugging on his jacket to get his attention.

Looking from the scene in front of him the joyful slender looked down towards you with a tilt of his head. You bluntly pointed at the bottle in his hands with your brows furrowed and asked the question, "What's in there and where can I get a bottle?"

Jane let out a round of howls and laugh that you just noticed as she walked towards you. She rested her hand on your shoulder, giving it a small pat. She let out a sigh, catching her breath before answering the open question. "It's a bottle of Lemon juice. Won't make Jeff go blind, but it's still affective."

For a moment your mind wandered back to when you had first met them all but with the small twist of the gut that came with it, you waved it away. The thought of actually leaving all this made you more then a bit sad. The thought of going back to your quiet preserved life where your parents were gone a lot made you feel depressed. It would never be the same for you again..

Your thoughts were cut off by a hand lightly brush against your shoulder and you looked up to the scene in front of you for a moment.. Slenderman was holding a yelling Jeff down with his tendrils while a laughing BEN was trying to put water in the squirming boys eyes. Finally looking back to see who the hand belonged to, you met with a pair of two black holes staring down at you. You heard him swallow before his thin, sad, British accent flowed into your ears. "You're not really going to leave, are you?"

You made a 'probably' face, looking at the sweet yet dangerous cannibal. You weren't exactly sure yourself really, this had been the most fun you ever had in a long time. Sure, you had only known them for a little less than a day, but they were so lively and fun even if they were a family of killers. And they you go, that word, that one little word that means so much to people.. that word that made you want to leave, so you could be with yours when they were home. "I miss my family, Jack.."

Jack was silent for a moment, pondering over what you said. Eyeless Jack might not have had a real family and if he did, he couldn't exactly remember.. but looking at the people in front of him, the ones he had been with for years now he understood what you meant. But still, something confused him with what you said.. "But, Splendorman said your family was never home.."

"Well, yes but-" Wait a minute.. you looked over towards the colorful being and squinted your eyes at him, in a suspicious way. How did that joyus bastard know your parents were hardly home? You couldn't recall you had ever mentioned that about your family..

Going to open your mouth to call out to the being, you were cut off by an obnoxious sound. "The hell if she's going home! I didn't go through all the shit I went through to get her here so the little princess could go home right away!" You frowned and looked towards the killer who was glaring at you with irritated eyes. His eyes winded a bit - if that's possible - before he rolled them while scoffing and in taunting voice he said, "The little princess misses her fam-"

"At least I have a family who loves me to miss!"

A thick, drawn out silence settled into the room after you spoke your words, glaring harshly at the now shocked boy.

"See! At home I didn't have to deal with a mouthy little asshole who wants to tease me all the time! And yes, Jeff, you're a complete asshole! I have been through so much shit in the past few hours then I have in my whole life! I have been kidnapped, I have had to fall to my appending doom down a deep, dark hole, I don't even have my shit, I almost got killed and maybe I sound like a whiny bitch, but you wanna know what!? I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!" You paused, panting heavily for a moment to catch your breath, ignoring the stares at you. Soon you rounded on the worried looking, polka-dot suit, thing. "And you!"

He jumped a bit at the tone of your harsh voice. "You've been following me haven't you!? That's the only way you could have known that about my family!"

"(Y/N), please just calm down and sit, will you? So I can explain?"

"I asked you a question first.."

"... I asked you second, which makes me first to ask you second, so in a sense we're both first."

"........ Fine, I'll sit, but I won't like it.."

~That night~

Laying on the couch, in the dark living room, you released a sigh staring at the ceiling. Your room wasn't ready yet, so for the time being you had to sleep down stairs, which didn't comfort you at all.. especially after BEN told you about the 'thing' that lurk around down here at night..

Well, you had everything explained to you and to say the reason quiet surprised you.

First off, Splendorman didn't stalk you, he simply watched you without you knowing. He had seen how sad you looked one day after your parents left and coming back everyday to see if you felt any better he noticed your family hardly ever home. And having two of Slenderman's Proxy's do some search for him, he realized how beautiful and creative of an imagination you had.

The things you believed were real and you never let any one tell you otherwise, never let the names they called you for it bring you down, the fact it only fueled you to believe in them more. He found you to be strong willed and wanted you around. But when you asked him for an exampled he asked, "What was the first thought you had when you saw us?"

You simply replied, "Holy shit, I'm gonna die?"

Apparently that was it. You didn't once think, 'Oh my god, they're real!?' and that set it off.

But when you had asked him about home, he wasn't quiet sure what to say and seemed saddened by it. But then the deep-inside-tendered-German-man stepped in, claiming there were ways to take you back if you decided so. And then some how, you weren't exactly sure how, you allowed BEN to talk you into an agreement...

You would stay, until your parents got home, then you would decide weather you wanted to stay or not then. Deep down it sounded like a good idea until you actually agreed to it.

That's how you ended up here... sleeping on the couch.. in the living room.. in the creepy, dark living room.. you closed your eyes only to snap them back open at the sound of loud, heavy, mouth breathing. Swallowing hard, you continued to stare at the ceiling, feeling eyes burn into you as the breathing continued. You bit your lip, sliding your gaze slowly towards the sound.

Looking over towards the corner on the far side of the room, your gaze met a pair or purple eyes that stared at you, followed by the breathing. You let out a groan, slamming your head against the pillow repeatedly.

You weren't going to sleep at all with Creeperman watching you all night.