PART 2
I was floating in the darkness. I can't feel, I can't see, all I can do is listen. I heard the sounds of metal and glass clinking. "Jeff stops moving her I need to sew that eyelid closed, bandage it and then move onto the other cuts and bruises." a deep yet calming voice bellowed. "I'm bored thou Slendy." Another voice, this one was much higher then the first voice but still male. I felt my fingers twitch when something messed with a nerve. "Whore, Bitch, Useless? What are these doing carved into her arms? "Some feather light touches traced each word. Then my other sleeve was rolled up. "This one is for you." The same male's voice read that out. I felt tears leave my working eye. 'I won't ever get to see Lauren, ever again.' "Mom, Dad, Trace, I'm sorry, but you're safe now I just wished I could have sent Jared with you. Now he's alone in this world of hate and spite." My mouth had started to work again. "Is she awake now?" that voice, Jeff, I guess.
"I'm up,"' I thought wait now I'm a murder, people are looking for me!' "DON'T SEND ME TO THE COPS! I WON'T WORK WELL IN A MENTAL INSTUTUTE!" A chuckle caught my undivided attention, my good eye glazed over. At my side was the first crush of my life! Jeff the mother fucking killer! "OH MY GOD ITS YOU!" and as if on cue glomp. I didn't care that I was in my bra, jacket and underwear. I was near someone I loved. "Good you'll be excellent playmates and Jeff will leave me alone." Slenderman, Slenderman saved me. With that thought I fell off Jeff paralyzed while thinking. "YOU SAVED ME?! "My brain was frying try to think. Slenderman is supposed to kill people who go in his forest. "He sure did you looked like death warmed over. Now you look like –"A tendril slapped across Jeff face. "Jeff get her some clothes while I finish this last cut." A cut was being stitched by a tendril as Jeff left.
Slenderman left me in the empty room when he finished me. The room's only features were a lamp a mirror and the door. Jeff didn't tell me what I looked like so I wondered. I final got up and looked.
I was a monster!
A neat row of stitches wound around my stomach, another straight line of stitching held my right wrist up closed. My face was the worst not only was my right eye sewn shut, a new layer of skin was stitched over it. Bandages littered my body; my left cheek had a square of surgical gauze taped to it. The curve of my lips were sewn back together like a smile.
A feral scream ripped threw my through as I ripped the lamp from the wall darkening the room to black, I knew where the mirror was. I began smashing the metal lamp into its glass. The door way illuminated its self behind me. My only care was getting rid of the mirror. "YOU'RE NOT ME, YOU CAN'T BE ME!" my screams turned to hysterical sobs and silenced to nothing as I lost my energy. "Slendy isn't going to be happy about this. " Jeff's voice was leavening the door way. His foot steps fell silent as he left to get someone. In the shards I saw my face again, the monster I now was… "I deserve this. For what I did, to Jared. I'm sorry." I laid there silently crying as more foot steps entered the room. "This is why we shouldn't have left the mirror here or told her about her self appearance. "A few tendrils dressed me gently as if I were made of fragile glass.
"I forgot to ask," Jeff's face move in front of mine. I didn't jump or flinch like I think he expected I would. "What's your name?" I felt four eyes bore into my soul. "I don't remember any one but my brothers." I looked to the floor. A pure white hand lifted my face up , Jeff studied my face , or what was left of it . "You look like a…. Rose. A bloody, broken rose." ' Rose was that my name? It feels right.'
"You can call me, karma. Like the saying karma is a bitch." My dry lips lifted to a weak smile." Karma Rose. Good name kid." Jeff was thirteen when I was fifteen and a half, that was two years ago. 'I'm no kid. "He gave a slight questionable look. " I'm seventeen and a half." I kept talking with him, until I felt blood running down my face, a stitch had busted, I was used to pain so I warded it off. Jeff did something I wouldn't have expected. He licked the trail of blood trail from my cheek up to the busted stitching near my eye brow. That made me panic and jump up fleeing from the room not him. Running was tearing open the cuts on the back of my legs, I was having fun. I let out a glee full laugh as I ran.
I heard someone say 'stop her' as they too were laughing. I was tackled to the ground by two smaller bodies. I thought I was back to better days. "Trace, Jared let me go!" I was laughing harder; I guess my laughter is contagious because the two smaller bodies were quivering with laughter too. "I sound like a retarded hyena." I was calming down a lot as we lay in a pile panting for breath as Jeff walked towards us. "Hi. I'm under two bodies of people I don't know." In Jeff's bloody cracked lips I saw a genuinely happy smile. "Come one guys get off her. "