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3rdPerson P.O.V:

(Y/N) pulled her (H/C) hair into a ponytail with a (F/C) hair tier.
Zipping up her denim shorts, she climbed down the stairs of the mansion to the living room.
On the leather couch, was Jeff, with his usual blood-stained hoodie and carved smiled.
Jeff had a shovel in his right hand, and a bag of seeds in his left.
(Y/N) pulled out the bag of seeds she kept inside the back pocket of her denim shorts.

"Isn't BEN going to plant these seeds with us?" the girl told the serial killer with the carved smile.
"He didn't want to," Jeff replied as he made his way outside.

(Y/N) followed him, "We had a choice?"
"He did, you didn't," Jeff mumbled while attempting to twirl the shovel and catch it, but failing badly.
"Whatever," (Y/N) whispered with a small grin forming on her face, "I bet you asked him not to come so you could be alone with me."
"Haha you wish," Jeff sarcastically replied.

Jeff tried to open the bag of seeds but failed, so he pulled out a knife from his pocket.

"Where did you get that from," (Y/N) asked, "I thought Slenderman took away all your knives."

Jeff laughed and punched a hole on the bag of seeds with his knife.

"You could always buy a new one."

"Jeffrey!!!!!!" Slenderman yelled loudly enough for (Y/N) and Jeff to jump in suprise.

Jeff's P.O.V.

"I'll go see what he wants," I tell (Y/N) while dropping my shovel, knife, and bag of seeds on the ground.

"He's probably just going to scold me for breaking Ben's video games." I mumble entering Slender's room.

"Jeffrey, do you know why I called you here?" Slenderman boringly says in his teacher voice.

I shake my head.

"It's relevant to you."

"Yeah, I don't know, might as well tell me before I die of curiosity and boredom."

"Well, ever since (Y/N) arrived, you haven't been killing as much."

I laugh a bit but cross my arms afterwards. "I don't have to kill often to be a killer."

Slenderman shook his head and 'looked' at me, "No, Jeffery. What I'm saying is, you've changed, and not in a good way."

I suddenly see where he's going with this and my eyes widen more than they already are.

He won't, he can't say it. Oh who am I kidding, he's Slenderman, of course he'll say it.

"What I'm trying to say here is that I want you to say your little goodbye to (Y/N), and send her back home."

He said it.

I tried not to talk back, but in a situation like this, I wanted my voice to be heard.

"She can't leave! She's done nothing!"

"Exactly."

I roll my eyes and continue arguing. "When I first walked into this mansion, I didn't feel normal because everyone was just like me, I felt unsafe and uncomfortable because no one like who I used to be was there. But when (Y/N) walked into my life, I felt normal, and I'm sure she did too. She's the reason I'm still here. She's my happiness..."

Slenderman stood motionless for a while, then suddenly, responded with, "Sorry, but I'll have to take away your happiness. You have a week to tell her to leave. If you don't, then I will."

"You don't sound sorry," I end the conversation, leaving the room and slamming the door.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

I heard everything.

Every word.

Every shout.

All of the conversation.

I couldn't believe it.

I was messing with Jeff and everyone else's lives and no one told me.

I feel so guilty.

Guilty enough to make a decision on leaving this night.