I'm so sorry! You guys probably hate me now, right? I said 55 comments and you go out of your way and give me 60+ comments!? You guys are just amazing and here I am sitting, not even typing the next chapter. Anywho, I am so sorry for not typing the eighth chapter, it's just, I've been like sick ALL week. I was feeling under the weather and school work was piling up like the Empire State. Anyway, I hope you all are still here, and here's the eighth chapter!

(Jeff's POV)

I lowered myself into the chair that I had next to (y/n)'s bed. Her (h/l), (h/c) hair was sprawled wrecklessly about her pillow and her body straight and still, as if she were in a coffin. I took her now cold, pale and limp hand in my equally as pale one and brought it up to my face.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered as fresh tears began to rim whatever I had left of eyelids, "I wasn't there to protect you was I?" I asked her, as the tears now slipped off of my face, they came crashing down onto her hand.

I was hoping that, as if by some magic, my tears could bring life into her again. But then again, that only happens in movies to where the end always says "happily ever after."

"But there won't be a happily ever after this time. Will there, (y/n)?" I asked chuckling softly, never looking up at her face.

I began to think about how we could've been. I even thought that I could have confessed to her, how I really feel. It was my act of idiocy that had her like this. I know I told her that I love her, but those words mean nothing now if I won't be able to say them to her every day. It wasn't even me who confessed first, it was (y/n). Yet another act of cowardice on my side. I'm so sorry (y/n).

Slender Man opened the door to the room, trying to be quiet. He failed and the door made a long, drawn out, creaky whine.

"Jeff," he said smoothly as he walked over to me, "Lunch is on the table, will you be joining us?" He asked as he layed his hand gently on my back and crouched down to my level, still taller than me though due to his spider-like legs.

I shook my head and heard Slender Man sigh.

"Jeff, you're becoming weak. Starving yourself won't bring her back you know." He said trying to get a better look at my face.

"I don't care. I'm not leaving her side, not until I see her breathe or until the day I die here." I said defiantly, still holding her hand close to my face and avoiding Slender Man's gaze.

He sighed yet again and stood up. "She wouldn't want this for you, Jeff. I don't think (y/n) would want you to starve for her sake. Then again, it's not even for her sake. It's for your sake." With that, he walked out the door without taking a second glance back at me, only at (y/n).

I thought what he said over in my head. It's true, that (y/n) wouldn't want me to starve myself just so that I could never leave her side. The truth is, I think I might be a little selfish. (Y/n) is mine, mine and only mine. I'm the one that stole her from her old life and I'm the one that gets to be with her, day in and day out.

I was still crying, I realized. All over (y/n)'s hand for that matter.

There was a slight shift in the room, but I dismissed it as the wind again. Last time I thought she was awake, I was disappointed to find out it was only the wind coming in from my open window.

"Jeff?" A small voice rose up from next to me.

I gasped and my head jerked up without hesitation.

She's back! Maybe this time there will be a happy ending...

Sooo? How was it? I hope you guys liked this chapter! Sorry again for making you wait for so long. I know, I know, I'm a terrible person. So this time, I'll ask for less comments and upload the next one faster, to make up for leaving you guys hanging for so long :) This time I only want 75 comments. Like 9 comments more. Thanks again! Go forth and conquer!