Okay so I know you guys were expecting Val and Ej but I had Valentia mention in the story before that she was going to be more careful around the boys in the house, so despite her sleeping in EJ's room I didn't want her to give it up so early ya know? And trust me you'll figure out why Jeff did the do with Celeste in the last chapter LOL. Also! Questions will be answered at the end of this chapter, and since its taken me so long to update im not going to ask for reviews to get your next two chapters! Wow how fun is that, also I think you guys deserve an explanation as to why ive been dead so that'll be at the end too.
Valentia carried the hot plate with steaming crepes piled on top to the kitchen table, not letting Sally touch, of course. "Why don't we go play some games while we wait for these to cool down?" Valentia bent down with her hands grasping her knees so she could speak more directly at the small girl. "Let's play checkers! Can we ask EJ and Ben to play too?" Before Valentia could answer, Sally already ran to get the checker board. Valentia stood up as she remembered about EJ and Ben. I wonder if they're done discussing things as yet...it shouldn't have taken this long to get my things. Valentia was looking over at the staircase, as if contemplating on interrupting them or not. Then she saw Sally darting up the stairs to Ben's room and decided that was answer enough. Valentia caught up to Sally before she opened the door, not in the habit of knocking. She then picked her up in her arm, and reached out to give soft taps to the wood. Hearing nothing in response, she opened the door to find the room empty. "Oh...Tia? Where did they go?" Sally looked down at Valentia for a moment before they heard the loud sound of crumpling paper coming from down the hall. They both looked back at the noise and headed that direction. Soon they figured out that the sound was coming from Valentia's new room. She put Sally down and listened intently to her door. "Ben! Stop making so much noise! She'll hear us" so this is where they are... "But it's so big! How am I supposed to stay quiet when it's flopping all over the place like this?" Valentia stood for a moment, before a blush creeped up to her face. She quickly swung her door open, harsh enough that the door knob made a dent in the wall behind it. A sigh of relief swung off her shoulders when she saw Ben holding up one of Valentia's large posters she used to have in her room, struggling to stick it onto her new wall. EJ and Ben looked over at her shocked. "See?!I knew she'd hear us!" EJ looked back at Ben as he exhaled this. Valentia then walked inside her room. "Well, actually, you guys were taking pretty long so I decided to come and find you! Sally wants to play checkers while the crepes cool down so..." Valentia then started giving puppy eyes to EJ and Ben who was being smothered by the glossy paper. EJ looked at Valentia with a confused expression. "Uhm...but aren't crepes supposed to be eaten while they're hot?" Valentia looked over to her right as if looking for a reply. "R-right...well I'll be downstairs...and no funny business in my room!"
With that she raced out her bedroom and back downstairs to take care of her crepes, but when she got to the kitchen, they were already assembled. There were three on each of five plates, assorting from fresh fruits, to chocolate, to caramel, along with a dollop of vanilla ice cream on each one. But...Sally can't reach the ice cream or the chocolate. I'm pretty sure she didn't even come in here. Must have been Slender... Valentia looked up from the table and around the kitchen for any sign of the tall, white figure. Instead, she found a shorter, pale, carved faced teen. When she locked eyes with him he looked almost apologetic. "Jeff? Did you do this?" Valentia turned her whole body to face him, and started to slowly approach him. That's when he brought his hand up to the back of his neck and scratched it. "Yeah...There's something I have to tell you. Can you sit down? I don't like being walked toward like that, it's creepy...you creep." Valentia furrowed her brows and chuckled at Jeff's odd statement before breathing out "Says you" and taking a seat at the table. Jeff walked over and took a seat across from her, pushing over a plate of strawberry filled crepes. Valentia looked down and back up at Jeff, then started eating them with no hesitation. "I did it...I'm sorry. I just feel like if I had told you beforehand that you would try to see her before I did it and that would just make this so much harder..." Jeff was looking down at his lap. He heard Valentia cease her chewing, and he could feel the stare from her. Valentia placed the thin pancake down on the plate, clumsily dropping a few sliced strawberries in the process. All of a sudden, she turned to her side and hunched over, spewing whatever chunks of food she had swimming in her stomach out onto the marble flooring. Jeff looked up and ran toward her side, patting her back and rubbing, a slight bit too rough for comfort.
When Valentia coughed out the last dribbles of stomach fluids, Jeff slowly brought her to sit up, then slung her arm over his shoulders, and wrapped his around her waist, stabilizing her to a standing position. Jeff walked her to his room, knowing about what EJ and Ben were doing to her room, he decided to let her use his bed until later, then he would move her. Jeff gave her a bottle of water that was on his bedside and she shakily sipped it and layed down in his bed. "Relax for now, we can talk later okay? I'm so sorry..." Jeff then leaned down and pecked her forehead with his scarred, yet surprisingly soft lips. Valentia didn't have enough energy to protest. That and she didn't mind too much, seeing this side of Jeff was new and she happened to like it. She just looked up at him with half hooded eyes, and drifted to sleep.
Jeff descended the stairs again and collected a mop and bucket filled with water on his way back to the kitchen to clean up the half digested contents of Valentia's stomach that now spread across the tiles. As he was mopping up the mess, he was deep in thought. If she reacted like this just to me telling her about killing Celeste...I don't even know if I could bring myself to tell her the rest...After about an hour, Sally, Ben, and EJ came down the stairs and headed to the kitchen, meeting with the very odd sight of Jeff actually cleaning. He had long finished cleaning Valentia's accident, and was now scubbing down the counter tops.
"Jeffy? Where's Tia?" Sally poked at Jeff from behind, which he then turned around quickly with a worried expression on his face.
Then Ben spoke up. "Uh...Dude? What's gotten into you?"
"Also...Where is Val?" EJ asked, looking around the kitchen.
Jeff darted his eyes around at all of them, barely managing to hide the concerns that flooded his mind. "Nothing, I don't know what you all are talking about...Now if you don't mind, I have some more cleaning to take care of." Ben and EJ could see the small beads of sweat forming on the boys pale face, before he walked out of the kitchen and ran off somewhere to do more 'cleaning'. They each looked at one another, then EJ helped Sally get herself a plate of crepes before disappearing to find Valentia.
Ben decided he couldn't be bothered with what was going on at the moment, even though he had an idea as to why Jeff was acting up. He hadn't mentioned to EJ about the condition of Valentia's room when he entered through her lap top. The first thing he noticed was the stench. The tangy, metallic smell of blood filled his nostrils, as that was what was most familiar to him, but something else was hinted around the room as well. It was musky and heavy. As Ben surveyed his surroundings, he saw Valentia's mother's rotting corpse laying on her bed, naked. She had Jeff's smile etched on to her pale, greying face with scar tissue. As Ben inspected more, he found other stains accompanying the blood splatters. They were solidifying, white, crusty puddles on her thin sheets. Ben had seen enough. He wanted answers but he knew he'd have to wait, so instead he occupied himself with collecting Valentia's decorations and supplies she wanted. Luckily, the police weren't around as yet to investigate more of the crime scene from the past week, so he had a clear coast to escape though the living room television. Which brought him back to Valentia's room where EJ and himself started decorating.
EJ had franticly looked in the rooms. It wasn't like Valentia to hide away like this, and with Jeff's lack of an explanation, EJ got himself into a panic, wondering what Jeff could have done to her. Confirming his suspicions, EJ opened the door that lead to Jeff's bedroom and found Valentia laying in Jeff's bed, asleep and paler than usual.
He ran to her side and placed a gentle hand on her waist, then began to shake her. He hated having to wake her up but he needed to know that she was okay.
Valentia slowly blinked open her eyes, to find the very worried face of an unmasked EJ staring at her. She lifted herself up and propped herself on her elbows. She noticed that he had dropped his mask at the foot of the bed, then looked back up to meet EJ's undivided stare.
"He killed her...without telling me...he couldn't even say it to my face before he went and did it. I understand this house is under some foreign rules of another dimension, and I'll oblige as much as I need too, but lying to me about doing something so important was un called for...When he finally let the cat out the bag I was too shocked and disgusted...I ended up throwing up all over the kitchen floor and everything is kind of fuzzy after that.."
EJ got what the explanation he wanted, and though he was a bit more relaxed at the fact that Valentia was up and responsive, he was still extremely upset about the information that was just spread out for him. Valentia averted her gaze from EJ's face, and curled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on them, looking down at the bundle of blanket between her small feet. When he felt it was safe to respond, he slowly traced his blue hand up her back, passed her neck and tangled his cold fingers into her hair before speaking.
"Val...I know you're upset about what he did...I'm pretty pissed about it too, in fact. But I can't be a part of this."
Valentia looked up at EJ when he said this, slightly shocked, and staring up at him with her big, Bambi like amber eyes. He knew she wanted his support in this, but he couldn't help her.
"I'm sorry...but this situation is much too delicate to get too many people involved, and I think you and Jeff need to sort this out between yourselves. I am upset about what he did to you and I would love to go find him and knock him square in the jaw right now...but I can't yet until you two talk this out."
EJ searched her expression for a response, which then she simply nodded and yet again averted her gaze. He felt terrible for leaving this up to her, especially in the fragile state she's in, but it's the right thing to do. He carefully removed his fingers from her soft, short hair, and brushed some of it out of her face before giving her a reassuring smile, and handing her the water bottle that was on the bedside table. Valentia gladly took it and chugged down half of it, slightly to EJ's amusement.
He stood up and walked out of the room, leaving Valentia to buck up her energy to go and find Jeff. After EJ closed the door, she placed the water bottle back onto the table, and pulled the sheets back. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and hoisted her weight to sit upright, before cautiously standing on her feet. She wobbled slightly, but held onto the bed post for support until she regained balance. I need some food soon...I'm weak as it is, and whatever I had to eat since coming here ended up on the kitchen tiles... Valentia thought to herself as she walked over to Jeff's bathroom. She had always sort of wondered why only some of the rooms had en suite's and others didn't. Never the less, she was glad to have privacy for now, before heading out the room.
As Valentia was washing her face clean, she noticed a door to the left hand side of the toilet. She found it quite odd that a door would be placed there, as well as the fact that none of the other bathrooms had one. It was also pretty slim, more like a linen closet. Of course, her curiosity got the better of her. She turned the water taps off and dried her hands and face in the towel folded on the counter. She then slowly walked towards the door, and reached her hand out, until she had a firm grasp on the door knob. She slowly began to turn the knob, hearing the click, she pulled the door outward.
"What are you doing in there?"
Valentia yelped and slammed the door shut before spinning around, meeting face to face with Jeff. She was catching her breath slightly as she looked up at him. Valentia was a bit taken aback by his expression. The way he stared at her made her shiver in fear.
"I didn't put you in here so you could snoop..."
She could hear the annoyance in his voice. Valentia calmed her nerves and decided to approach Jeff. She held her hands behind her back and looked up at him as she got closer. The more she approached, the more intimidating she became, as she was remembering why she was in his room in the first place. When she ended up right under Jeff's nose, she spoke in a deep whisper.
"And I didn't ask to be put into your bedroom, and even after what you did to me, you have the nerve to get annoyed with me for snooping..? I need an explanation, Jeff...Now."
At this point, Valentia had her arms crossed in front of her, and the demand for Jeff's reasons were painfully clear. He was a bit surprised about how intimidating she could be.
Jeff nodded, and gently took Valentia's hand. Even though Valentia was extremely curious as to what was behind that door, she decided to leave it for now, that this was much more important. Jeff took her to the roof top they went too previously. They sat in silence for a few minutes, and then Jeff started to apologize.
"Princess...I'm really sorry for lying to you, but I did it for your protection."
Valentia shot him a glare.
"My protection...? Jeff I agreed to let it happen. I wouldn't agree to something so important if I wasn't completely sure I was okay with it happening. There was absolutely no need to lie to me...I'm becoming a part of this house hold now and I at least deserve to be told the truth..."
Valentia wasn't as stern this time, realizing now just how guilty Jeff really was. For some reason, she suspected there was more to this story. Jeff kept his eyes on some trees off in the distance.
"Jeff?"
He flinched.
"Jeff what is it you're not telling me."
"Nothing...I mean...I don't know if I can even say it yet."
"Seriously after everything...I at least need to know what happened that night. No matter what it is...Please..."
"I can't"
"Jeff, tell me."
"Val, I can-"
"JEFF!-"
"I fucked her!...Okay?! I fucking fucked your mom's brains out before I cut her open!"
Jeff could hear a leaf fall to the ground with this silence. He saw Valentia stand up and walk back inside through the corner of his eye. He knew he messed up. He messed up badly.
She walked down that hall way, seeming to be much longer than usual, and entered Jeff's room once again. She needed answers. She barged into his bathroom and opened the slim door. It was pitch black. Valentia slid her hands across the inside walls before finding a light switch and flipping it on. She couldn't believe what she saw. The room looked like it was previously a linen closet...But not anymore. No no no no...She furiously shook her head, she wasn't willing to have faith that she was awake. She tried her hardest to convince herself she was dreaming.
The small fluorescent light was just enough to see that the walls were littered with pictures of her. She could hardly even see that there was a wall behind all of them. There was also a small table with scrap papers scattered about on it with scribbles of hand writing. Valentia stepped closer to the pictures, realizing that a lot of them were from before they even met each other. A few were just of her walking to school, some were from the windows of her old house, and some were taken quite close up. Do I really get that lost in thought that I can't even notice my picture being taken from so close...? He's like...three feet way...The more Valentia looked around at the pictures, the weaker she began to feel. A blush crept to her cheeks the more she thought about how someone could admire her so dearly. The pictures were so simple. Just Valentia in her normal, baggy clothes, doing nothing in particular. She had been so deprived of this sort of attention that even being stalked by a serial killer was considered affectionate.
Valentia looked down at the scrap papers. She decided to pick one up and read as much as she could of the chicken scratch sentences. For a moment, she forgot about what had happened. The note had such detailed explanations of the vulgar things Jeff wanted to do to her. Valentia's mind was swimming. She didn't know what to think. Jeff wanted to pin her down and ravage her...the way he ravaged her mother before he killed her. Then it clicked. Valentia looked up from the paper, and started deciphering it for herself. After stalking me for so long...and having me in the house...it must have drove him insane. I know I would have a really hard time holding back if I wanted someone so much...My mom was the closest he could get to the real thing, and he took advantage of that. She shivered thinking about what they would have done. The fact that her mother was such a whore to just give into a maniac like him made her even more disgusted than the actual events that took place.
Valentia lost a lot of moral from living in the mansion. This caused her to actually start to understand and sympathize with the killer. She was still quite flustered, but decided to put it behind her for now. They would have to come to peace sooner or later. She closed the light and shut the door behind her softly, before walking out of Jeff's bedroom. She was relieved he wasn't anywhere in sight. Valentia felt her stomach turn in a sharp pain. She had been hungry for too long and began to feel faint.
As she made her way down the stairs, she saw Masky and Hoodie lounging on the living room couch. She walked by and said hello to them both, to which Masky said hello back, and Hoodie nodded in response. She walked to the kitchen, noticing it was sparkling clean, and went to look in the fridge for some food, not realizing Slender was sitting at the table.
He had a cup of tea which was by his mouth when Valentia entered the room, and he placed it down on the table, making a noticeable clank with the wood surface as she was raiding the fridge. This caused her to jump slightly, and then turned around to face him.
"Hello, Slender...uh...could you help me make something to eat?"
Slenderman took a quick sip of his tea before standing, and reaching in the cupboard, retrieving a container filled with pasta. He then bent down to get a metal pot from under the sink, and filled it with water. Valentia decided to look in the fridge again, satisfied with Slender's decision to make her pasta. She reached in for tomato sauce and cheese, as well as come vegetables. She decided cooking with him would really get her mind off things, even if it was for a short while. She put her hunger aside so she could have these moments with him for now.
They began to cook together, Slender reaching over her to assist in cutting and opening the can of sauce. Slender ended up taking over the kitchen but still let Valentia do what she wanted under him. He liked watching her, making her feel important and wanted. He observed her closely, as she made cute scrunches of her nose when trying to pry open the tomato can, and how the tip of her pink tongue would stick out the side of her mouth while she was concentrating on cutting onions. As they were waiting for the pasta to finish cooking, he got a bit too caught up in the moment and wrapped his arms around her from behind. He had her held snug against his chest. He had to kneel down to be able to imitate her petite frame, but Valentia relaxed in his arms. She needed this right now. She slowly reached her tiny hands up to meet his long ones. Slender melted into her warmth, and nudged his head into the crook of her neck.
As they stood there embracing each other, Valentia really started to think about how much appreciation she had for Slender. Not only did he take her in to his home, but he pulled very tough strings to ensure her safety and happiness. He did everything in his power to make her comfortable and she couldn't thank him enough. Valentia badly wanted to thank him now, but she didn't want to break the comfortable silence they were in.
The soft pads of Slender's thumbs ran circles on Valentia's arms, as he carefully made a small crease appear in his face, lining an opening to a less violent mouth. His lips plumped out when his mouth appeared, and he firmly pressed them against Valentia's neck. This caught her by surprise, but she soon relaxed. She then loosened his grip slightly and turned to face him. Her eyes soft, and pleading for more attention. She slid her gentle fingers up to Slender's jaw line, holding his face in place.
"Thank you..."
She muttered to him, resting her forehead against his. Valentia let out a small sigh, and smiled before turning back to the pasta. Slender felt slightly dejected at the absence of her warmth and her face so close to his. Never the less, he helped her put the food together, and they sat and he watched her enjoy their cooking.
I always seem to end chapters in food...Anyway...You guys need an explanation...I don't even know when I stopped on this chapter. I came back and had written like two paragraphs. I had bad...BAD writers block. I even failed my English course this semester because I was so out of it. I couldn't even write an essay. And I know readers hate when writers abandon their work. I promise you this story is not abandoned. I just really didn't think it was smart of me to force myself to write something unsatisfying, not only to me but to you guys as well. I came back tonight and read over my previous chapters, realizing the mistakes i made as i went a long and tried not to make as many this time and I'll try my best to make this reading experience more enjoyable for you guys. Again thank you for all the support and i hope I still have that support! I still love writing for you guys and thats why I wanted to make sure I was better before I wrote. I hope you guys can understand and forgive meeeeee!
I'm going to start writing at school sometimes too, My courses right now aren't very time consuming and i find myself having a lot of extra free time in class so might as well take advantage of it. Now for the questions..
Cookie-Sugar asks "eue oh darn so arranged marriage then?"
Slendy: "No, unfortunately not. The deal that was made with Zalgo stated that Ben had to kill Celeste for me to mark Valentia, which he didn't, Jeff did. Therefore the deal broke."
Val: "Unfortunately..?"
R: "Anyway...Cookie-sugar also asked why Jeff did the frick frack with Celeste...Jeff?"
Jeff: "Well idk if you could tell but I'm fucking obsessed with Val...and her mom looks exactly like her..I just couldn't hold back any longer and from what ive seen in the past she would fuck anything on two le-"
R: "Alright thats good enough! Uh.. 9angel9, I'm actually not so sure myself. I think I'll just have her have an intimate relationship with most of the guys in the mansion and then see which ones progress farther than the others. By intimate I don't mean like shes just gonna go do the do with everyone but i mean get very close to them and see which one she connects most with so the pairing still isn't decided."
R: "Okay! Next question comes from chizuruhyuga17! This one is for Slendyyy! She asks "Is the suit part of your skin, or do you have a rockin' bod with a six pack and junk underneath it all? I've heard it told many different ways. P.S. I love you." AWWW YEEE Slendy what you hidin from us?!
Slendz: "No, the suit is not part of my skin. Valentia just happened to feel under the sleeve when we first met. I was created with this suit which is why it's so skin tight, but I can take it off any time. And yes, I am quite muscular...I'm not sure by what you refer to as 'junk', though..and *ahem* I love you too."
Ben: "Slendy, Junk obviously means di-"
R: "God dammit how many times do I gotta shut you guys up? Any who, the nest question comes from DeathlyIceMaiden, who asks "I wonder if eyeless jack tastes like kidneys and blood...? I wonder what Slender would do if he found out about the affections going on." Ohhh interestinggg"
Val: "Well...E.J usually had his teeth brushed whenever he kissed me...so I'm not so sure..."
EJ: "Shit..I never thought about what would happen if he caught us...to be honest, I just feel really comfortable around Val, so i feel like kissing her sometimes...I never really think about anything more than that though...i mean not that i wouldn't but.."
Slender: "That's quite enough..."
R: "...well ok. Anyways! The rest of the questions mentioned about ValxEJ, and I know I sort of lead it to that by makin em smooch, they still aren't an item or anything and Val is still getting comfortable in the place. I'm taking it pretty slow and I know you guys wanna get to lemons and trust me you will soon, if i don't make the lemons between Val and a creepypasta it'll involve others before i get to Val. Maybe some yaoi in there too! Huehue..anyway yes! Thank you guys so much for the reviews and critiques! I'll see you precious babies soon :D