It's been a week since you've found out about everything. You had had some trouble with Angie when you had gotten home. Turns out that when you didn't come home from the hike, she had called the police and told them you had been 'kidnapped by the town's crazies'. The police had been all over the place when you had gotten home, asking questions and looking for you. They had almost arrested Tim and Brian when they had seen you in the truck with them. Until you had gotten out and yelled at them for pointing guns at you. Angie had come running out, screaming at them to arrest Tim and Brian until you had to slap her, knocking her onto her but. She had watched you with shock, so you helped her up and told her your phone had died and that you had crashed at their house with Jane.

After that incident, Angie had been hesitant to see them. Whenever Ben shows up at your house now he always tapped your forehead. It was weird to see them during the day wearing normal clothes with make up to hide their 'differences'. What was really weird was when you finally caught Jeff without his bandages.

You frequently went to their house after classes, and although you had encountered Ben, Jack, and Jane without their make-up, you had yet to encounter Jeff.

Today was different.

Today you regret that you even know him.

You're pretty sure you're scarred for life.

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You had been waiting for Tim and Brian to get home. The Slenderman had sent them on a mission of some sort. They never told you what they actually did for him; apparently Slenderman drew the line at that. You weren't sure that you actually wanted to know what they did. For all you knew, they could be out stealing or stalking people… God forbid they might be killing people.

Instead of thinking of all the horrible things that you boyfriends (you never tire of calling them that) could be doing, you decide to browse their reading material. While it mostly consisted of pornographic material, there had been an assortment of medical and psychological studies. Any and all magazines or books that you found of the first variety went straight into the trash can. They could be mad all they wanted later. After your cleansing was completed, you picked up a volume of therapy techniques and sat down to await the return of your boys.

So when you heard the screaming match start a few rooms down, you started, the book flipping out of your hands. Your immediate reaction was to go and check on the screamers, but you quelled it, deciding to instead listen.

"Why the fuck would you call me that?!" a feminine voice travelled through the walls and into Tim and Brian's room.

"Because you're a bitch! You always have been and you always will be!" Jeff's voice was easily distinguishable; the rough tone held the same anger as always as he screamed insults at the woman.

"Oh, please, you motherfucking son of a bitch! You're one to be fucking talking! You're the psycho killer!" You're attention perks at this, and you hesitate, debating between standing and ignoring it.

"And you're the psycho killer's fucking proxy! What part of 'you are forever my bitch' don't you get?!"

"How about the part where you expect me to just fucking bend over whenever you fucking want me to?! I don't remember Slenderman fucking telling me about that!" You close your eyes and shiver violently. You are seriously wishing you were somewhere else at this point, and you try your hardest to block it out as you retrieve your fallen book before planting yourself on the boys' bed.

"It's part of the job description, honey! The whole 'I am yours to command' bit?! That ain't a joke, you bitch!" Jeff's voice is rising, and you can feel the anger that it carries throughout the house. You try your best to ignore it, but your instinctive protection drive is going into hyper speed. You want to help this mystery woman, but… It's Jeff. The only one who still freaks you the fuck out. You grit your teeth and open to the first chapter.

"I don't care what kind of vow I made! I am not your sex doll!" You plant your face in the book, the paper rubbing abrasively against your face. You really, really wish you were somewhere else.

"Actually you are, you little slut!" There was a loud bang following this, and you jumped, the book flying into the air once more. You quickly stand, gathering your stuff and throwing it mindlessly into your bag. You can't stand it any longer; you don't want to hear them beat the crap out of each other. There's more banging and a loud crash before a deafening silence fell over the house.

You stop, freezing in your place as your ears strain, trying to pick up any noise. The silence continued, and slowly you settled down, getting comfy on the boys' bed. You took a deep breath and opened the book up, starting to read. You made it through the first chapter without a single interruption. You had just calmed all the way down when it happened.

"STOP IT, JEFF YOU'RE HURTING ME!" Pain filled the woman's voice, along with some other emotion that you could not peg.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP CAT!" You jerked to your feet and ran, yanking the door open as you ran to Jeff's room. You had no idea what you planned to do, but you felt as though you had to do something. You couldn't just abandon this woman to the mercy of Jeff.

"Jeff, don't hurt he- " You began to shout as you threw the door open, but your words cut off with a harsh gasp. The two stop moving, the girl staring at you with wide eyes while Jeff glared at you, his anger slicing through the air with a sudden intensity. It hit you so hard that you stumbled back.

On consideration, it was probably the sight of Jeff's pure white face and slashed up mouth, the cuts giving him a permanent smile. Or the sight of Jeff pinning the beautiful dark haired woman to his headboard that made you stumble. The mostly naked woman. Who Jeff was straddling.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!" You jerk away and slam the door just as the girl tried to speak.

"Wait, don't le—" You run back to Tim and Brian's room, slamming the door behind you, slipping the lock into place. You lean into the door, your eyes wide as you press your forehead to the frame.

"(Name)? Are you okay?" You jump, spinning around to find yourself facing Tim and Brian. You give a shaky laugh and try to compose a response before your jaw drops. You had thought that Tim and Brian were gorgeous with all their clothes on—but seeing them shirtless made you speechless. You have no idea how they could turn you on right now- not after what you just saw. You must have been dazed for longer than you had realized, because Tim chuckled and took your hand.

"Was that you that Jeff yelled at?" Brian said with a casual smile.

"I-I-I… Yes." Your voice wavers and you find yourself incapable of speech consisting of more than a simple word. You lower your eyes as that pesky shyness takes hold, and your face heats up as you find yourself at eye level with Tim's smooth muscles. You pull away and put distance between you and your boys. "C-c-could you both… put clothes on?"

Your comment is met with astonished silence. Instead of complying, the two proxies smile at you and pull you into their arms. "Now why would we want to do that?" Tim whispers against your ear, his hot breath making you shiver.

"That wouldn't be any fun, now would it be?" Brian brushed his lips against your check, his face tilting toward yours as he hovered his lips over yours. Your breathing hitched, and all of your shyness dissolved. Your hands were in his hair faster than you were aware you could move, and the moment your lips met, a fire exploded in your chest, heating you from the inside out.

You pulled back and took a shaky breath, "Don't fucking tease me. I might just take it seriously."