A Love for the Wicked (A Slenderman X You Love Story)

*Your POV*
You look after him as he goes back into the woods, him looking back slightly at you before you shut the blinds and stomp in to the kitchen with a furious huff. "Good riddance to you, you creepy bastard..." You look around once more before you eat your lunch in complete silence.

~~~~~~~~~A few Days Later~~~~~~~~

Waking up, you feel a slight pain in your arm and look at it to see it bleeding profusely. You shrug it off as you remember that metal shelf with your equipment on it and go into the bathroom to wash off the area. You keep trying to wash the blood off, but you just keep bleeding and bleeding. "What is going on with this cut?" You start to panic as it just doesn't stop, putting pressure on it a bit to help. Once you find out that this certain tactic does not work, you begin to panic. 'This has never happened before… I remember bleeding easily, but not this much from such a little cut…' You look around as you make a tourniquet out of a tank top on the floor and you quickly make your way to your car. You unlock it with some difficulty, but manage to get in and drive to the hospital. You are really starting to panic now, so you begin to run into the building after shutting the door and locking it shakily. As you get into the emergency entrance, you can see the horrified expressions of the people that are also there. They begin to murmur, and as you can make out, they begin to rush over to you as you begin to sink down to the floor. The last thing you can hear is the rolling wheels of the hospital bed as they rush you into the emergency room before you black out.

*Slendy's PoV*
You are awoken by the faint smell of a familiar blood scent, making you shoot up in your lair. You sniff again, letting the scent of her blood travel through your senses. 'No one better be after her except for me…' You get up slowly and shoot out of the entrance as if you were a shadow of yourself blurring past the scenery around you. With the smell of blood getting stronger, you get angrier with bloodlust for the person harming YOUR prey. She may not be on the dinner menu, but she is yours to fool around with, and you will protect her from anyone else but yourself. You arrive at the house and inspect every inch of the exterior as you can before you scratch your chin. "No sign of forced entry….The spare key is not missing either…Hm…" You open the door and walk into the living room, and upon seeing no sign of struggle, you move into the next room. The kitchen has nothing missing and every window and door have no marks on them… You look around suspiciously as you enter her bedroom and stop as you see the blood on the mattress and floor leading to the bathroom. Walking into the bathroom, you see that she was trying to clean the area, but it must have been too much for her. "What is going on here…?" You scan the entire house for her, but nothing catches your eye except for the blood drips toward where her car usually is. 'She must have went to the hospital'

*Your PoV*
It must have been hours before you were woken by a nurse taking some blood samples very carefully as you look over at her. You spoke in a raspy voice as you spoke to her, "What happened to me? Has the bleeding stopped?" The nurse just nod as she smiled down at you, "Yes, ma'am. The bleeding from your arm has finally begun to clot with the doctor's help. He will be in here shortly to tell you what's going on." You nod before you look around, checking your arm to see a bandage and wait for the doctor as you watch the horrible excuse for TV there. Shortly, the doctor walks in and sits on a stool as he looks over your chart. He looks over at you with a smile as he pats your hand. You look over his features to see that this doctor happens to be your age and is quite handsome despite his stressful job. He speaks in a calm voice as he looks at you, "We had quite a scare, now didn't we?" You laugh a bit with him before you see his expression go downhill as he takes in a deep breath. "Actually, you are very lucky that you got here when you did. It seems that you have developed a very severe Type III Von Willebrand Disease. From the blood work the nurse just took from you, it shows that you have had the mild Type I for quite a while. I'm baffled though…For a patient to jump from a Type I to Type III, skipping the Type II completely is unheard of. It is a very rare occurrence, indeed. I suggest you stay away from anything that may cut you easily, or be extremely careful around them." You shake your head and watch him carefully. "But…Is there anyway for this disease to get any better or go back to a Type I or anything?" He shakes his head and let's an exasperated breath, "I'm afraid not…You will just have to be careful. Don't let anything cut you or even scratch you. You may develop internal bleeding as well if you do." You nod in an understanding way, but you are still trying to run everything through your mind and the wheels are just not turning fast enough. The doctor gives you a list of medicine not to take and he orders the nurse to fill out some paper work so that you may leave. Thankfully, you have insurance…right? You are going to have to lay off the Slenderman hunt for a while, you suppose. So, you can figure out how to do this without injury. Hopefully, he has found some other victim so that you will not be stabbed by a tentacle or slammed into something sharp with him around.