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BEN DROWNEDxReader PesterPt3

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I fall to my knees, gathering the blood soaked Elvin boy into my arms, tearing threatening to pour form my eyes. “BEN….What….Just happened?” I sob, looking down at him. “Don’t be dead you idiot…..” I wrap my arms tightly around his shoulders, holding him to my chest. “They’re bigger up close…..” I hear him mumble, so I pull away looking him in the eyes. “W-What….You aren’t…..What was that?” I yell standing to my feet and watch him stand and dust himself off, “Let’s see…..You act like you hate me, so, I played dead so you and I could both see you love me.” He smirks, walking out the door downstairs. I sit on the floor befuddled with what just happen, and stay like that, staring endlessly at the door. Saying I’m mad at him right now would be an understatement.
    “You still sitting there moping about? C’mon! Let’s go somewhere! I’m bored!” BEN cheerfully says skipping over with a popsicle between his lips, “I don’t care.” I cock a brow, finally standing to my feet, and walking away. “Hey, hey! You get back here! What’s the problem?” He questions jogging along side me, “My problem, is, YOU! Get back into the computer, and leave me alone!! You think that whole playing dead thing was funny?” I breath in sharply, pushing him out of my way to go down the stairs. “___! Why you gotta take everything so strongly?” He asks following after me again, “Because you worry me about meaningless things!” He pauses, stopping in his tracks. “Meaningless? But you were worried about me…..” “I don‘t like to worry about meaningless things. I hate you…..” With that, I walk away, leaving BEN to himself.
    BEN’s POV:
Maybe she was right. Me playing dead was pretty meaningless. In her eyes. I wanted to see if she was just being stubborn with me. She was….but now I know it’s not an act. ___ hates me now. I sigh, dragging my feet up the stairs and into her room, fazing into her computer to go back home with everyone else. She obviously doesn’t want me here. I see that now.
    Normal POV:
“Maybe I was to hard on the guy…..” I mumble to myself prepping us both some sandwiches. “But that was such a stupid thing to do! I was worried….” I breath, unknowingly cutting the chicken. “Ow….Not again.” I drop my shoulders, walking over to the sink and washing the small cut off, then place a band-aid over it. “That’s got to be the third time this week…..” I take hold of the plate full of chicken sandwiches, and head to my room. “I made lunch. Like a million sandwiches, since I know you eat like a trucker…..” I trail looking around the empty room. “BEN? Where’d you go now?” I set the plate down and look under the bed, in the closet, and the whole house. “What the….” I scratch my head, confused by his disappearance. “I made us lunch BEN! C’mon!” I call out in the empty house, “Maybe I was to harsh on him….” I say bowing my head and walking back into my bedroom. ‘Maybe he’ll come back? He said it gets boring every now and again….so maybe….’ I move the plate off my bed, no longer hungry, then lay down and fall asleep.
    It must have been a good few hours since I laid down, and since then my room got colder. Much colder. My (E/C) eyes flutter open stubbornly only to meet with dark gray concrete floors. I inhale quickly realizing I’m not in my bed, and sit up. ‘A hospital? Why am I here?’ I think, standing to my feet. “Hello?” I call out peering in each direction, “Anyone here?” I wait again for an answer that doesn’t come. “Alright. Next step: find the exit.” I say aloud, shuffling my feet against the cold ground to the rooms door and open it. Just then the stench of rot, mold, and decomposition hits my nose, knocking me backwards a few steps. “Oh….God….” I cover my nose and mouth sticking my head back out into the darkish hallway to look around. There are large blood splatter stains on the walls and floors, and a few bones near the openings of some doors. “What happened here?” I take several steps out into the narrow hall, deciding which way to walk down. Left? Or right? “Left is always right…..”  I nod at my words, walking towards the dark end.
    “You‘re up already? I still have a lot to clean!” I freeze in mid step, hearing a calm voice behind me. I peek over my shoulder to see Eyeless standing near the room I just came out of, with a large bloody bag in hand. He must have noticed my stare, because he moved the bag out of my view. “W-What’s in the bag E.J?” I back up, “N-Nothing! I’ve always lived in this mess! I just….never got around to cleaning!” He turns his head back and forth frantically. I turn around and dart down the almost endless dark hall to collide with a huge door, with the words ‘Exit’ above it. “Oh lucky me.” I say randomly flinging the door open and running out into the woods. “A hospital in the woods? What kind of hospital is that?” I pant out, glancing at the many trees ahead me. Until I hit one. Or at least I thought it was a tree. I stare at the dirt ground confused, ‘I was standing up a moment ago….’ I raise a shaky hand to my now throbbing head, gathering myself up to continue on my way. I look at the object I ran into. It has two long legs covered in black dress pants, leading up to a torso and a faceless head. The slender man. I watch the faceless man bend forward, closer to my face only a few inches away, observing. I wanted to scream, oh how much I did. But I couldn’t, nor would it be smart. So I kept my mouth sealed shut, looking at the snowy white skinned face in front of mine.
    “This is my kill Slender! Back off!” A raspy voice calls out to the tall man, grabbing his attention and mine. A teenage male in a white hoodie approached out of the darkness, demonic smile carved into his smooth, bleached skin. Slender man then suddenly disappeared, leaving the teen an opportunity to strike me down . “No….Please don’t…..” I whisper, taking a baby step backwards, only to bump into another teen male. Eyeless tilted his head downwards to see my face, before looking back up to the boy in white. “Get lost Jeff.” He says coolly griping my wrist and pulling me out of the way. “Don’t tell me you want this kill?” The jet black haired male scoffed crossing his arm to his chest, tilting his head to the right, “What if I do?” “Then you’ll have to go through me.” They glared at each other while I backed up disappearing in the direction I was just running from. ‘I’ll go around….’ I think cutting the corner, dodging the trees that stand high and thick, while branches smacked me in the face, even with my arms up as guards. “Get me out of here….” I mumble losing myself farther and farther into the thicket, breathing heavily.
    Feeling my foot get caught on a root I shriek, shutting my eyes tightly, before plopping onto a soft surface. My eyes snap open, finding that I’m face down in my pillow, on my bed, in my room.
    “A nightmare…..only….a nightmare…..right?” I pant looking over at my clock, perched on the wall, next to my bed. I’m going crazy. I just know it. I glance around my room once, then lay my head back onto the pillow and fall asleep to the sound of crickets outside, and the faint sound of the song of un healing.
    “A-Ah-AHCHOO! Uh….” I open my tired eyes with a sniffle, then sit up. “I don’t feel that well…..” Standing up from my messy bed, I walk over to the computer and sit down, pressing the ‘enter’ key to wake it up to use it. A word document is open and the words ‘un healing’ are written in it. I heard that at a low hum last night…..that must be why I feel so sick now. BEN must be really mad at me. I close out the program and do my work, then head for breakfast, and whatever else I feel like doing.
    It’s been a few weeks since BEN disappeared, and I haven’t gotten much better either. I feel really guilty for what I said, and honestly, wish I could have taken it back…..Onto other news, I spent all last night throwing up, and got a major headache.
    Doing my research I stumbled upon a picture of slender man, then realized I might have Slender sickness. But he hasn’t been bothering me, nor have I been thinking about him, so I can’t put my finger on why I am ill. “Oh well….” I breath a puff of air, with a shrug of my shoulders sitting at my computer and turning it on. At one point in the day I logged onto CleverBot, but just sat there and stared at the screen, debating what to do. But I finally sat straight and started typing. ‘Hello?’ I hit enter, ‘Hello.’ It types back, ‘BEN?’ ‘Is that who you are?’ It answers. ‘No….That’s you, isn’t?’ ‘I am Cleverbot.’ My face drops into a sad frown watching the text, it’s just the websites default programming. “I’m sorry….” I whisper, covering my eyes with my hands, and bowing my head. “I didn’t mean it….I was just worried about you….” The warm wetness of my tears, hits my hands and run down my arms.
    BEN’s POV:
I watch ___ cry softly to herself through her monitor. This will end now. I hover over to the screen and fade through it, reaching my slender arms around her shoulders pulling her into my chest, stroking her hair gently. “Ugh…..Shut your face ___….” I tease looking down at her, “W-What??” She stares at me, shocked at my words, “No time to cry.” I smile, leaning in and kiss her soft peachy lips. “I missed you~” I give her a large toothy grin, tilting my head to the right. Tears just continue to stream out of her blood shot (E/C) eyes, while she looks at me. “___? Are you feeling ok?” I question, placing my hand on her forehead. “You have a fever!” I breath, picking her up and carrying her into her bed, “You made me sick…..right? The song of un healing….” She mumbles before falling asleep. “No….That was just to remind you of me….” I speak low, crawling next to her sleeping form and wrap my arms around her waist. “Rest…..” I say softly into her ear, before we both drift off.
    Normal POV:
The next morning I found myself quickly sitting up in bed, yelling aloud. “AH! BAD DREAM!” I blink, gazing down at an Elvin teen, tightly wrapped around my waist. “Quit yelling doll face…..” He groans, burying his soft, cold face into my side. My side….is….bear….”WHERE’S MY SHIRT?!?!” I panic, grabbing hold of the blankets, and pulling them to my chest, “You were getting all sweaty last night, so I took it off of you. It’s in the closet~” He smiles on my skin, hugging my shoulders, bringing me down to lay beneath him. “B-BEN….Let go of me…..!!” I struggle, pushing against him. “But you’re sick!! You need to rest! I promised myself I’d make sure you did, and stay with you, until you feel better!” He whines, looking down at me. I blush, turning my head away, “At least get me my shirt!” “No can do beautiful! You’ll over heat! Plus I like the view from here~!” He smirks, rubbing his nose against mine. “But I thought I was nothing to look at you jerk!” I complain, growling at him, “Eh, they must have gotten bigger since the last time I saw them!” “You- pervert-!” I breath, shoving him to the ground, off of me. “Ow! Hey~! I was just funning with you doll face!” He pouts, crossing his arms to his chest, “Well stop it!” I return his pout, then lay on my back. “My shirt. Now.” I demand, not looking his way. “Alright! Alright! One shirt, coming up!” He skips over to my closet and retrieves what I requested. “Thank you.” He nods, before laying next to me once again.
    “I’m really…..really sorry BEN…..” I say once more, averting my eyes. “Nah, I got what was coming. I should learn to not say the first thing that comes to mind.” He shrugs, resting against my shoulder, “But that’s why I like you. You help me know that all my dresses make me look fat.” I scoff, with a smirk, “They don’t by the way.” He smiles faintly at me, before shutting his red orbs and falling asleep. “I suppose I jumped on you to fast BEN…..You’re not that bad.” I exhale a large breath, closing my eyes to sleep more.
To be continued-
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Puppeteer-toza's avatar
when I read this chapter (also 1 and 2) I forgot I way reading the same chapter ^^: Really good job!