--- Reader P.O.V. ---
You smiled as you danced around the house to what ever song the announcer on the radio decided to play. You had decided to skip out on school just for today, after last nights incident you had a feeling in the pit of your stomach telling you not to leave the house, and if you had to not go very far. Plus it was a Friday, so you didn't have to worry about missing any major assignments or quizzes, since Fridays were usual relax days when it came to school work.
“I got my ticket for the long way round, two bottle whiskey for the way. N' I sure would like some sweet company, I'm leaving tomorrow wha'dya say?~” You sung to yourself as you scrubbed down the few dishes that were in your sink, a small smile on your face as you worked.
After you were done with the dishes you made your way around the house doing small cleaning till all you had left was the front yard. It was small and wouldn't take long to work, but even after a day of cleaning and forgetting everything about yesterday, you still felt the feeling of danger outside your home.
You stood there, your hand on the knob while you looked at the door as if it was something you had never seen before, a look of though covering your face. There you went again, internally arguing with yourself over what should be done.
“Stupid Slenderman! He can't keep me locked up in my house forever!” You snapped to no one in particular before you swung the door open and marched out into your front yard, a new found confidence burning inside you.
As you turned around to close the door behind you when you felt a chill go up your spine, as if someone was staring you down from across the way. After closing your door and turned around, looking over the area around you.
No one was there, of course.
Quickly you took a breath and sighed, shaking your head slightly before regaining your new confidence.
“Your loosing it _____! No one is there and even if there was I'm sure you could take them!” You huffed to yourself before marching your way towards your tool shed, grabbing your needed tools and going to work in the front yard, the whole time you keep up an intimidating wall up to ward off any unwanted visitors.
The last thing you were going to do was let fear get the best of you. You moved into this cabin knowing something like this would most likely happen, and now you had to live with the consequences.
“Stupid creepy-pasta getting my nerves in a bundle, I'm not going to let some tall skyscraper of a man keep me from doing as I wish! Its my house for goodness sakes, I should be able to go to school and back without fear.” You grumbled to yourself, falling to your knees in order to scoop up some weeds.
--- Slendy P.O.V. ---
As I watched I felt the need to smirk come to me again. This girl really was an interesting one. Oop, there she goes talking to herself again about none other then myself and the website to document me and my acquaintances.
I have never seen a human talk to thin air as much as she, though I could only assume it makes her feel more comfortable with my presence around. She wasn't the first to do so, but she had done it before she even saw me, so I couldn't seem to make the link.
I was yanked from my thoughts when I heard a rhythmic humming floating threw the air, from no other then the girl I was following. She was humming a song I had never heard before, but it was certainly relaxing to say the least.
“Hey Slendy, so this is your new victim?” I nearly jumped at the sound of Jeff's voice. I let my eyes shoot over to the girl to see she hadn't heard him before I let out a almost low growl before throwing him against a tree.
“Do you not know how to be quiet, she could have heard you.” I grumbled, still shooting small looks over my shoulder just to make sure we were not being heard. I listened as the killer let out a wicked laugh before getting to his feet and dusting the invisible dust off his clothing.
“Yea, I do, I was kind enough to stay shushed enough so she wouldn't hear us. That is how you repay me? Throwing me into a tree?” He sneered with a small chuckle to finish it off. All I could do was let out an almost inaudible sigh before turning back to watching.
“What do you want Jeff.” I hissed in a low whisper, fearing my voice would echo. The killer just lout out another chuckle before making his way to my side to watch as well.
“I got board.” He shrugged before letting his gaze rest on my next victim before letting out another chuckle.
“I thought you had already done your fair share of killing this month, and with that said, can I be the one to kill her?”
At that thought I felt my insides twist before I let out a low warning growl. No way in hell was I allowing Jeff to mane her. I wasn't sure why, but I just couldn't allow him to do so. I had a feeling it would be like kicking a puppy over and over till it slowly died of internal wounds or blood loss.
“I was going to let you till she spotted me.” Was all I could manage to mumble out. It wasn't like I was lieing, it was true I had planned to only asses her before sending one of the others after her, but it felt like my responsibility now.
“Spotted you?” Jeff murmured under his breath before shooting me a 'what are you talking about' look. His gaze darting between the girl who hadn't even looked up from her humming and me. I gave an exasperated sigh before explaining.
“She spotted me while I was assessing her. Now that she has seen me, it would be rather odd if two stories clashed, would it not?” I mumbled, not really wanting to get into it any further.
“Wow, your loosing your touch Slendy.” Jeff laughed, his already wicked grin growing. All I could do was roll my eyes, or what would have been an eye roll if I had any eyes. What the killer said next threw me off slightly, and I wasn't sure how to form a response.
“Still don't see why I can't kill her. It would be easy but still. I haven't killed since Monday.” He huffed, his eyes scanning over the girl in the yard with a murderous look as if he was already planning what he was going to do to her. How was I suppose to respond to that?
“No is no Jeff.” I spoke seriously, turning my head towards him slightly in what would have been a stern glare if I had a face to express it.
Though Jeff seemed to get the messages for he just huffed and put his knife back into his sweatshirt, giving a small pout like a kid would when there parents said no to something they really wanted to do or have.
“You must really have a crush on this girl if your not letting me, the person with the least amount of kills this month, kill her off.” He teased after a moment of quiet watching.
I felt my head throb in irritation at his words. Why couldn't he just go home already? Seriously. To get my point across without any words, I quickly lifted the crazed killer by his leg and tossed him behind me with enough force to ensure he wouldn't be coming back my way without a good reason.
With a small sigh of relief at the new found quietness, I went back to my watch. Though Jeff still seemed to be in the area I couldn't throw him from, his words spun around in my mind to the point where they actually begun to give me a small migraine. It got to the point where I had to leave my current post for a more efficient one closer to the house. My vision had become slightly blurry from the headache.