A Good End To a bad Day
Damn those zombies, they're just a bunch of shit tards. Time for the next chapter and it's a good one folks! I do not own the man of Slenderness.
Everything hurt, my head, my arms, my legs, luckily it didn't hurt much too breath but that was just about it. I didn't know where I was, but I had a question going through my mind...how was I still alive? I had been thrown from a two story building off of a ladder, surely I couldn't have survived that and I don't think that Charlie had caught me. I tried opening my eyes but the moment I did I winced in pain as I was blinded by a bit of light, "Ughhh ow." I shut them again and moved a bit, I felt really hot and sweaty, did I have a fever? I groped around for something to cool myself off with and was relieved when I touched a bucket with ice water and a cloth, it was beside my bed like in my shack...was I in my shack? I tried to open my eyes again for just a moment and I saw that it was probably later in the afternoon, a bit of dim sunlight stilled came through the windows, but I didn't see Charlie anywhere. I noticed my arms start to shake as I held myself up and I let my body fall back onto the bed, I felt drained of energy and I just let the cool cloth rest on my forehead. Sighing at the relieving and cooling sensation.
I wasn't keeping track of how much time was passing but it felt like forever when the door finally opened and I heard footsteps come in followed by what sounded like animals nails clicking on the wooden floor. I then heard a bit of shuffling around followed by more footsteps stopping near the bed, making me groan a bit, "...C-Charlie? Is that you?" I heard a breath of relief and she seemed to kneel down to rinse out my cloth and place it back on my forehead, "Yeah, thank god your alright...well mostly. You have a fever and another nasty cut on your arm but it's not too bad." I nodded slightly and inclined my head towards her a bit, "How did we-" "You need to rest, I'm going to go get some more fire wood ok?" I said nothing as she blatantly avoided my question and I once again heard the door open and close, was this just a dream? Was I really dead? I was about to try and go back to sleep when all of a sudden I felt something...he was here.
He didn't have to make a sound for me to know he was in the room now, and I knew he might not speak to me at all but I was going to try. "Hey...where have you been?" He said nothing, but I felt him move a bit closer to my bed and something soft and feather light brushed against my forehead, making me sigh. "You feel warm...more so than usual..." "I know, probably sick or something..." The feather light touch disappeared and I felt him move back again, but I wasn't going to let him go so easily without having some explanations first. "Do you know how I survived that fall? I know I should be dead..." "I...yes you should be. But I was there to catch you...and I got your friend and car home as well safe and sound." I took the cloth off of my face so that I could look into his face without wavering, although the light made my eyes water a bit I didn't look away. "Why did you just leave like that? I was worried you know..." He sighed and seemed to look at the wall behind me with interest, "Do you really want to know why I left? As if it wasn't obvious enough?" I nodded and he reached over and firmly, but gently, held up my bandaged arm where he had bitten me, "Because I did this to you! I could have killed you Orella!" "But it wasn't your fault!" "Then whose was it?" "Mine!" He didn't say anything but he let my arm go as tears pricked at the corner of my eyes, "I wanted to find you and I should have waited until the next day, I know you hunt at night but I left the shack anyway. Do you know how much it hurt me when you left?" "...why would it have hurt you?" "I...it just felt like the other part of me was gone..." I noticed that I was breathing a bit heavily and my fever was still consuming my body, I laid back down on the bed and grabbed the cloth trying to rinse it in the ice water. I was surprised however when two black tentacled took the cloth from me and took care of it, I was also moved back onto the bed a bit more and turned to the side for comfort.
I sighed in relief as the cloth was pressed to my face gently and I closed my eyes, not flinching as Slender was a mere few inches from my face, the scent of pine and a hint of something I couldn't pinpoint lingering in the air. "I hate to see you like this young hunter...I am sorry. If I hadn't been gone I could have come along and watched from afar in case of trouble." "S'okay, you saved me from falling so it makes up for most of it..." "Most? Well tomorrow when your feeling better you can tell me how to make up the other part." "Mmmhmm." Nothing else was said as we sat there together, enjoying the company of the other, but the silence was broken as Charlie opened the door and walked in, smirking at what she saw and Slender immediately straightened up. "Well...you should go so she can rest. Come back later tonight or something okay?" The Tall one said nothing as I heard him rumble a slight growl and leave, making Bongo whine a bit. "Here, drink and eat some then try to get some rest." I nodded mechanically and did as I was told before flopping back down tiredly and closing my eyes, knowing that tonight I would be able to sleep knowing that he wasn't going to be gone forever.
(About 2:30 next morning) I groaned lowly as my head felt like a ticking time bomb, my fever had gone up a bit and I had developed a headache. Luckily I knew it wasn't from infection but I had developed a small case of flu, probably from having a low immune system right now. I hadn't woken Charlie up for fear that she would panic, So I stumbled out of bed as best I could and took some nausea medicine and some advil, now all I could do was wait it out...easier said than done. I had already been to the outhouse I had made several times to throw up and only one time to go to the bathroom, I felt myself becoming more dehydrated so I guzzled down about half a gallon of water. I was about to get up for another cloth but all of a sudden I felt something cool yet slightly warm place one over my neck, "W-what are you doing?" "Keeping you from getting up, you don't have the energy for it Orella." I nodded and didn't speak again, the single action of it made me breath heavily, as if it was too much effort to do. "You're going to wake Charlie you know..." I still didn't open my eyes but I imagined him smirking like he usually did when I said somthing obvious, "Are you forgeting who I am young one? I do not think that I will wake your friend...she is a very heavy sleeper." I tried to smile but it didn't work out too well and I grimaced in pain as my stomach convulsed, "...Excuse me, move now!" I whispered to him harshly, he stepped aside a bit and watched as I ran out the door as quietly as I could and bolted into the outhouse, I wasn't really loud when it comes to vomiting but at this point there was nothing left to vomit up. I sat there spitting up nothing but some stomach acid then I dry heaved a bit before stopping, laying my head against the wall as all the energy left in me was gone.
"Go...away...Slender...I'm...fine..." The fact that it took me a few breaths to get that sentence out and my eyes weren't even open proved that to be wrong, I knew this was now anything but a small case this was a violent case of the flu...and now that I had again thrown up all the liquid I had ingested it was a dangerous one. "Orella are you alright?" "Go away..." I hated" it when people were around to see me weak and sick, especially if I was throwing up, I heard him growl in frustration, "You are amazingly stubborn even when your sick...it annoys me deeply." I smiled a bit and tried to get up but it wasn't going to happen, so I just laid agaisnt the wall, my head rolling over tiredly and my eyes shut slowly.
"Orella, answer me." I didn't have the breath to answer him so I nudged the door open with my foot so I could see his form standing taller than the doorway, "What is wrong Orella? Are you getting worse?" I only whimpered a bit and he didn't hesitate to scoop me up with his slithering appendages, being oh so gentle so I did not become sick once more. "What I going to do with you young hunter..." I said nothing but I sighed as my body was come over with a cooling sensation, relieving me from the heat of my fever and making me feel a bit better, "I assume that you do not feel as heated now hmm?" "...no." it was a bit above a whisper but he smiled none the less and teleported us directly to the shack where he placed me down and handed me a few waters, and he made sure I drank at least two.
After about half an hour of me sitting and resting a bit more I looked over to my new battery watch and saw it read 4:00 a.m., I groaned and turned over but to my surprise I saw Slender silently sitting on my bed in front of me. Back facing me and not saying a word, I did feel a bit stronger since I had fluid in me now and the medicine kicked in so I decided to try something risky. I moved my body over until I was right by his side, although I was laying down, and I rested my head on his lap. He immediately stiffened at the contact and I felt my own breath still as I waited for a reaction, it felt like hours before either of us moved. I was about to move away but I was stopped by his voice, "Don't move, I am just not used to...contact...with other beings. Except violently." I felt my heart flop in my chest and I closed my eyes as I rested on his lap, feeling more comfortable than I had in the past few days. But what really shocked me was when I felt his hand move over my hair softly and rest on my back, giving me a feeling of security that had left when he did, "...Hey Slender.." "Yes young one?" "...Why
didn't you kill me that day?" "...I don't know why, something just stopped me." "...Are we friends?" "Of course." "Will you leave again?" This time there wasn't a response and I felt my heart skip a beat, why wouldn't the answer to that be an immediate no? Did he want to leave again? I waited patiently, although I had a death grip on the material of his suit pants, but he nor I seemed to notice as the silence hung in the air like a suspended weight. He finally answered though just as I thought I was going to go insane, "...no. I am sorry I left when I did...we should have talked about it." And almost mindlessly his hand moved to my still bandaged arm where he bit me and he held it gently, "I felt ashamed of what I did so I left, I felt it was the best choice at the time but I now know it was wrong. I care for you too much too leave again."
My cheeks flared up at his confession and I said nothing but I moved a bit closer to him as I felt a sense of peace fill the air, a sense of completeness. I wanted to confess the same but I didn't know if it was the right time, nor was I certain about my feelings, though I thought I felt something...new...growing between us. A bond that could transcend barriers that were thought to be impassible, and it would last a lifetime. But I was going ahead too far so instead I pulled myself back to the present and focused on the here and now, "Well, I'm glad. It didn't feel normal without my dark protector around." He chuckled and sighed lightly, stroking my hair and sending that cooling feeling through my body again to control my temperature, he may not have been able to heal my sickness but he could definitely alleviate it. I yawned loudly and I heard him chuckle again in amusement, "Now go to sleep, all will be well when you awaken." "Ok, but first I want to know how you managed to get all my stuff back here." "That is for me to know and you to try and find out, good luck." I grunted in acknowledgment before letting my eyes close and I drifted into the realm of sleep.
This Chapter was very fluffy at the end was it not? I felt like it was time for some but not overly fluffy, just a bit. Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter and I will see you next one!