Author: Mia K

Chapter 2, Broken

“Emily… what the fuck,” I said, my happiness dropping to my feet. Emily was holding my diary, pages from it sprawled across her bed. I backed out of the room, my eyes stinging, why would she ever do such a mean thing. “Eclair wait!” Emily cried, but it was too late. I ran out of the room and through the front door. I got to a clearing in the forest and collapsed on the emerald grass, allowing the blades to slip past my fingers. I slowly closed my eyes as tears rolled down my cheeks. Sunlight splashed onto my face like warm water splashing off stains of blood. I sat up, covering my eyes with my sleeve. My ears dropped down as my lips started to wobble again.

“Hey, get up kid, you’re in the way!” I slightly turned my head, catching a glimps of the person talking. I saw someone in a white mask, similar to Jane’s, holding a crowbar. I stood up, rubbing my eyes to dry away the tears. “Masky, stop being such a dickhead”. I looked up as Toby’s voice rang from behind him. I bit my lip, shuffling to the side slightly. I lifted my hood up, trying to cover my face and save myself from shame, but it was no use. “Eclair, why are you crying?” Asked Toby, resting his hand on my shoulder. I practically fell into him, trying to hold back the tears that flooded my eyes. “Well, you can deal with the kid Toby, I’ll be back in a second,” said Masky, rolling his eyes. Toby had grabbed hold of my arms, steadying me from my fall.

We ended up lowering to the ground, still holding onto each other. I pulled away from him, wiping away my tears. “S-sorry, i-if you want t-to go back to him you can,” I stuttered, looking away in embarrassment. I closed my eyes, hoping for the ground to swallow me whole. Suddenly, my eyes shot open as something wrapped around me. I looked up. “Toby, I…,” I couldn’t even finish my sentence I was in such shock. “Please don’t cry, I hate it when my friends are sad,” he whispered, my eyes wide. It’s been so long since anyone’s been this nice to me, and Toby barely even knows me.

We walked back to the mansion, talking all the way. When we got back I was scared to go back to my room. “Hey, mind if I hang out with you for now,” I asked. Toby nodded, gripping onto my shoulder. “Eclair, Toby!,” a voice called out from behind, it was Jeff, “We’re having a kind of sleepover party, do you want to join in?” I nodded vigorously, my tail shaking. I love sleepovers and I love a good party, this should be fun. I forgot all about what had happened for a moment and ran to my room. I almost flew through the door, landing in a small heap of pillows. “I’m guessing you heard about the party, oh, and the pillows, you’re welcome,” I looked up to see Emily on her bed, a nail file in her hands.

“Look, sorry about earlier, I was curious about the button on the side of your book, turns out that’s the button to drop out all the pages,” said Emily, helping me up from the mound of fluff. We ended up hugging for… quite a while. It feels so good when we make up after shit happens. I collapsed onto my bed, my heart thudding under my chest. I keep thinking about earlier. Am I really his friend? I buried my face in my pillow, feeling a flush approaching from deep down. “Stupid, stupid, stupid! You can’t like him, you only just met him,” I whispered into the pillow, smacking my head against it. I turned onto my side, grabbing my phone from my bedside table.

I called my friend, Darcy, just needing a person who I can relate to (not in a family way). “Hey hey Eclair! How’s life.” / “It’s good, listen, I need to ask you a guy question?” After talking for a while we ended our conversation. I turned to look at Emily, a smirk grew on her face. I’ve lived with Emily for most of my life, so I knew what this face meant. “Who is it now, you have to tell me, please,” she babbled, leaning over the side of her bed. I looked up at the clock, eight pm. “Shouldn’t we be getting ready for the party?” I said, slipping into my pajamas.

We walked out of our room. As Emily walked off towards the living room, I went over to Toby’s room. I hesitantly knocked on the door, not sure whether he was going or not. Who is it,” he sounded annoyed, maybe I should just go, no… don’t chicken out. “I-it’s Eclair, a-are you coming or n-not?” I lent my head against the door, almost expecting him to stay there. Suddenly, the door flew open…

Chapter 1, Requests

I screamed, sitting up-right in my bed. Another nightmare, huh, what shitty luck I’m having this week. I crept out of bed, slipping my slippers on. “Eclair, what are you doing,” whispered Emily, rubbing her head as she sat up. “Umm… going down stairs, to see if dad’s still awake”, I said, slowly exiting the room. I tip-toed down the stairs, gripping the banister tightly. “Eclair? Why aren’t you in bed ya little rascal,” I turned round just to find uncle Splendor behind me. I had forgotten, father invited my uncles… well, mine and Emily’s uncles round. If you’re wondering, yes, my father is Slender man, so what. I stood up straight, smiling a bit. “Your father’s still awake, we’re just discussing… things”, he said, looking off to the side.

I kept going down the stairs, uncle Splendor behind me. I turned the corner, slightly peeking my head past the wall. “Eclair, I know you’re there, don’t try to hide,” dad’s voice echoed through the hall. I walked towards him, hands behind my back. “Another nightmare I’m guessing,” his tone was subtle and reassuring, but I’m always nervous around my uncles, especially uncle Offender. I nodded my head, sitting on the floor next to his seat. “I might as well tell you what’s going on since… there’s going to be few changes.” My ears twitched, my tail quivered. “I’m going to be taking in a few of Splendor’s ‘proxies’, so there will be a few new faces around the mansion,” dad said, my tail started shaking, “ They’re all around your’s and Emily’s age, the youngest is eight though”. I stood up, my tail was going half mad. “Well, that should be exciting, Emily’s awake so I might as well tell her too”, I said.

Dad just had to nod and I sped off to my room. I couldn’t wait to meet these new people, uncle Splendor often told me and Emily about them but we rarely got a chance to meet them. Me and Emily are half sisters, we have the same dad but not the same mum, don’t ask how that happened. We’re both eighteen but we still act as If we’re thirteen, and somehow I’m dark skinned… probably because I look almost identical to my mother. I ran through the door, almost falling through it. “Holy shit! Are you alright Eclair,” yelled Emily, trying to cover herself with a blanket. “Emily, dad said he’s taking in some of the proxies! Isn’t that exiting!” I said. Emily’s tai started quizering, then shaking, the next thing you knew we were both jumping up and down in delight. We both enjoy the company of them since we’ve all been through some tough shit but even with a bad past, they never fail to make us laugh.

It was around three in the afternoon when they arrived, but for some reason I was nervous to go see them. Even though we love being around them we don’t know whose going to be there. It’s scary almost. I opened the door just a crack, and before I could peek through someone jumped through the door, scaring both me and Emily. “Sup fuckers!” Shouted a rough voice. I jumped back, landing on my ass as I fell. We all started laughing after we realised it was Jeff who had jumped through the door.

I went around the mansion, peeking through all the bedroom doors to see who had joined. But when I got to the fifth room, I saw someone who I didn’t recognise. He was wearing goggles and a mouth guard, his hood was down and he was sitting on the bed, twitching slightly. I pushed against the door slightly, which was a bad idea since the door swung open and I ended up falling inside. “What the… Hey! Who are you?” he said, walking up towards me, a hatchet in each hand. I put my hands over my head, my ears dropped down. “Woah, s-sorry, didn’t mean to scare you kiddo, I’m not going to hurt you”. I looked up whimpering slightly. The boy had propped his goggles up, my gaze locked on his piercing brown eyes. He helped me up, putting his hatchets away. “I’m Toby by the way, Ticci Toby,” he said, I could sense a smile on his face, even with the mouth guard. “Eclair, are you alright?” I spun round to see Ben, a nintendo switch in his hands. I smiled, putting my thumbs up.

I turned back to Toby, he had pulled down his mouth guard, exposing his mouth and a scar stretching over his cheek. So I wasn’t the only one with scars… who knew. “God, that looks painful, we have plasters, I can go get you one if you want,” I said, looking away shyly. “I don’t feel pain, not after the car crash, I’ll take up the offer though”. After getting him a plaster I went back to my room. I opened the door and froze…