Kennedys POV
I couldn't believe that Zoey slapped me. I stared down at her with wide eyes and an unhinged jaw the pain stinging behind the surpise. Zoey may have had the worst temper of us all, but she certainly didn't believe in violence. Expecially violence commited on someone you were close to. Her black eyes held an anger that shook me to the bones. I had never seen her so scared, so angry, so fucking anything this negative in all the years we had been friends which is a fucking long time. Maria grabed my shoulder and pointed to Zoeys bruised wrist.
"Kennedy it's bleeding." She whispered frantically refering to the thin line of blood that was wraping itself down Zoeys arm and under her bracelets. It was obvious to me, now, that Adam would never hurt her that bad, but I still didn't believe the bullshit about Slenderman. I knew Zorida didn't do it to herself so someone must have had came in and did something to her and she was visioning Slenderman. I felt really bad for laughing at her and blaming it on Adam. It was stupid of me and I was idiotic for even thinking that it would be okay to say something like that. I reached out for Zoey with an apologetic look on my face. I wanted to apologize so that we could clean her arm and leave. Honestly, I didn't even want to be in that damn house anymore. I took a step closer to the girl I called my best friend and bit my lower lip nervously. I didn't want to get slapped again.
"Zoey I didn't mean that, but I'm sick of the fucking 'Slender' shit." I told Zoey softly taking another step closer. I noticed that she was flinching at every step I made causing me to be aware that I really fucked up with what I had said to her. She bit her lip and sat on the carpet looking up at me. It was her way of saying that she didn't want to talk about it and to give her a few minutes to calm down or bad things would happen. Maria grabed my hand and pulled me back into the room that Adam used to edit the TribeTwelve videos in.
Marias POV
I was absolutely shocked with what had just happen. Zoey totally shut herself down after she slapped Kennedy across the face. Despite my loving Kennedy, I agreed with Zoeys antics. Kennedy was totally out of line by implying that Adam abused the sweet bubbly spitfire. Everyone who knew Adam knew that he would never in a million years lay a harmful hand on Zoey. He loved her way too much. I pulled Kennedy off into the side room so we could talk. I was beging to catch onto what Zoey was saying. I was starting to believe our possibly delusional friend. Personally, I wasn't experiencing anything, but all the things that had happend to Zoey in the past seven or so months was amazingly terrible. The poor girl had been threw so much and she tried and tried to get us to realize that something was doing things to her, yet no one believed her. Sure she took Prozac for her unstable emotions, but she wasn't crazy. No not at all. She was probably the most sane person I had ever met, until she began spouting her Slenderman crap then I began to wonder about her sanity. Now I just have this feeling that there really is someone following her. The few times Adam had recorded Zoey there was always this person lurking in the background. At first I figured that it was just the person randomly hanging out in the same place, but then I noticed that it's clothing was strangly familiar to one of the Collective members, the one called Swain. I don't understand how I originally didn't notice a man in a European soldier uniform and a strange face. Now I notice it and I feel like shit for doubting Zoey, what a good friend I am.
"There's something stalking her Kennedy. I don't know whether or not it has to do with Slenderman, but I've noticed something." Kennedy scoffed at my sentance and crossed her arms giving me her signiture 'you too' look. I shrugged and hacked into Adams computer pulling up the file I had made with the snap shots I had taken. "I don't know what to say about it Kenna, but this is killing her." I muttered and starte showing Kennedy the pictures of Zoey with the Swain looking man following her. I 'know' who The observer was, but what if the rest of them were real seeing as only pictures were found. I watched Kennedy look over the pictures each making her eyes widen, but not saying a word. As I reached the last picture Kennedy shook her head and waved to the computer. She covered her face and sighed. Kennedy Lawrence, was the most stuborn girl I had ever known, expecially after her seeing all that evidence, but her not getting worried at all. She wasn't going to speak to me and that was clear as we heard Zoeys soft and musical knock on the door. She was calmed down. Thank God. I was scared she was going to slap me in the face too. I opend the door to the editing room once I shut down all the pictures, she didn't need to see those. As her beautiful features came into view I watched as she smiled apologetically looking down at the white carpet.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." She whispered to Kennedy taking a small fairy like step into the room. "I'm just so stressed over this and I know you don't believe me, but it's true." Zoeys voice was probably the softest voice I had ever heard. "You may not hear him, or feel him, or see him, but I do. He's here. I swear to you he is and he's going to get you too." Her words haunted me, made shiveres run down my spine. She sounded so innocent, like a little kid. I had never heard words quiet as pure as the ones she had just spoken. 'He's here. I swear to you he is and he's going to get you too,' continued to course threw my head like a mantra. It scared me that she had said that, but I couldn't let it get too deep rooted into my brain. I mean it's not like I believe in any of that Slenderman stuff, just that someone similar to Swain was following her around. That didn't have to mean Slenderman. No, it doesn't. I looked down to her arm that once had blood trailing down it and noticed she cleaned it up and put on an Observer bandaid that we had made. I grabed her hand and Kennedys hand not waiting for Kennedy to respond to Zoey. I wanted out of that house right now.
Swains POV
Zorida Garcia. The only girl that matters in this world, other than her two friends Maria Shank and Kennedy Lawrence. She's going to learn what it is like for Slenderman to have an obsession with you. Oh yes she will learn. Foolish young girl.