I hope he comes back....

Jacks pov:

I walk down the dim hallway to slender's office. I stare at my mask in my hands the whole way there.

This is all BEN's fault... if he we're still alive I'd kill him...

I sigh and knock on slender's door. Hopefully this will be quick.

"Come in, child." His inviting echoey voice says.

I go inside and lay my broken mask on his desk. "Can you fix this for me, sir?" I ask him politely.

"Of coarse, child. What happened to it?" Slenderman asks.

"It fell and broke in half." I reply. I don't want to say too much. He can't know about (y/n).

"OK. Ill have it fixed in a moment." He gets up and enters another room.

Soon, he comes back out and my mask is completely fixed and in one piece again.

"Thank you, sir." I say and take it from him, putting it back on my face. I finally feel safe again.

"Do not let it happen again, Jack." Slender says, sitting back down at his desk.

"I wont, sir." I say and leave his office.

I take my time getting back to my room.

So many feelings are clustered inside me. Anger, annoyance, sadness....hunger. I can't believe (y/n) didn't believe me.

I'm such a screw up. I should have never stalked her. I should have just eaten her right then and there.

But something was stopping me from doing that. I don't know what it is that's stopping me. Its just....something.

Finally, I stop in front of my door. I can hear her heartbeat from the other side.

No more screwing up, Jack. Don't let it happen again.

I take a deep breath and open the door.

(Y/n) is sitting on my bed. I look around my room to see that she cleaned up the mess I had made earlier.

She notices me and looks at me with no expression on her face.

I don't say anything. Instead, I just close the door behind me and sit on the bed next to her.

"So you got your mask fixed?" She asks in a small voice.

I shrug my shoulders in reply.

She smells nice....

She looks at me with sad eyes. "You know...i-i think you look better without your mask on." She says.

I just shrug again. Did she really mean that?

".....Can I take it off?" her hand moves slowly to my mask. When it is nearly an inch away, I grab her wrist stopping her.

Her muscles immediately tense.

I don't say anything. I just sit there, holding her wrist.

She smells so good....

"J-jack?" She says, getting nervous.

I don't reply or move. I love it when she is scared. It makes me feel...nice. I smirk from behind my mask.

Its not time yet... just let her go. The time will come.

I let go of her wrist and stand up. "Thanks for cleaning my room." I say.

To be continued.........