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“Man, she’s hot.” “Yeah, but don’t let Smexy here you say that, he’ll beat the shit outta you.” “Hey dude I think she’s waking up.” Voices sounded all around me, and I groaned, sluggishly reaching up to rub my eyes. Squinting in the light, I waited for my eyes to adjust so I could see where I was. Looking around, I found myself in the living room of a large house, with a huge TV, kitchen, and stairs leading up to many rooms on the second floor. “Where the hell am I?” I croaked, and realized people surrounded me. Since I had fallen in love with a member of the Slender family, I wasn’t too surprised by the appearances of the boys that crowded around. One was dressed as an elf, with red eyes that glowed, and a slightly pervy grin. Another had on a blue mask with two empty eye sockets that leaked a suspicious black liquid. A boy with a white mask with perfect black eyes and lips stood next to a boy with an identical orange hoodie on, pulling the hood over his face, shadowing his features. I turned my gaze to the last person…
And let out a shriek, jumping back and crawling backward on the floor away from him. It was the guy who had stabbed me, his creepy smile widening at my fear. “Its ok, I’m not going to hurt you. If I did, Smexy would definitely kill me this time.” He said in a slightly raspy voice. I calmed down slightly, and tried to stand up, falling back down in pain. I gritted my teeth, eyes watering slightly as daggers of agony shot through the wound in my thigh. “All right everyone, get out, out out out!” said a voice that echoed like a thousand words all bundled into one. A tall man lifted me gently off the ground, and back onto the sofa, draping a blanket over me. “Smexy?” I inquired. The man chuckled, “No. I’m Slenderman, Smexy’s older brother.” I smiled, “Thank you Slenderman.”
“Breaking News. A crazy intruder at Winter High School broke in and went on a killing spree just two days ago. Officials have counted seventeen bodies, but eighteen are dead. Investigators don’t know where the eighteenth body has gone, but only that it belongs to sixteen year old Alex Fainbridge.” My attention was drawn to the TV as the reporter said my name. I was counted among the deceased? “Alex.” A voice called, and Smexy walked in, kneeling at my side. “How do you feel?” he inquired. I rolled my eyes at him, “Like that guys personal pin cushion!” I retorted. “’That guy’ has a name you know.” Said the man, as he leaned against the doorframe. “It’s Jeff the Killer by the way, but you can call me Jeff.” He explained, and I smiled at him, “Next time you try to stab me, Jeff, I will personally castrate you.” I said sweetly.
He winced, and all the others tried their best to contain their laughter. Growling, Jeff left the room, and the others filed out behind him. “I’m glad your ok.” Smexy said, and stroked my cheek softly. “I can’t believe that everyone thinks I’m dead.” I breathed. “What will I do now?” Smexy grinned, “You stay with us of course!” I smiled at his enthusiasm, “Yeah, that wouldn’t be so bad.”
It has been a week since I started living with my new family, and things (I have learned through experience) can get kind of crazy around the house. “BEN! THE NEXT TIME YOU GO THROUGH MY UNDERWEAR DRAWER I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU!” I screamed for the thousandth time at the elf that was playing Call of Duty with Masky. That pervy grin flashed across his face, and he just waved me away. Growling with frustration, I turn around, and run straight into Smexy. “BEN,” he said snarling, “I’m the only one who can go through Alex’s underwear drawers…got it?” Smexy said ominously. BEN nodded his head furiously. I smiled, “Thanks.” He smiled back, “No problem babe.” Wait…what! “Smexy, you can’t go through my drawers either!”
Hehehe there you go...installment five...and in the next chapter, Smexy's signature side comes out to play a little...enjoy!