I love you - End

                                    

                                          
Hey again lovely readers, how is life? 
                          
Jeff: shut up stupid author, none of these people even answer you!
                          
RK: so? that doesn't mean I shouldn't say hi...
                          
Jeff: It definitely should.
                          
RK: -.-' whatever you say.
                          
Jeff: comment or go to sleep! *to readers*
                          
They never came back to the hospital again, only Misaki and Yuuki visited me. I had no other friends, only Yuuki.. But it was too quiet after they left, especially Jeff, even though the silence did help me think.
                          
I've been feeling weird lately, other than the fact it felt almost unbearable without them, they were fun, fun to talk to, fun to yell at and scold.
                          
I sighed as I packed my clothes, I asked to be discharged and of course they let me go, there was nothing wrong with me anymore. It was just my idiot brother, being super overprotective.. But can I really blame him? I was almost dead.
                          
"Did you hear? There was thirty murders in the past two weeks."
                          
I looked at the nurse who was walking by, they stopped in front of my door just chatting.
                          
"Thirty? Could it be that serial killer that ran away from prison?"
                          
"Well, they said the bodies didn't have any wounds on them, they were completely lifeless, like they were poisened or something."
                          
"Slenderman?" I whispered surprised, why in the world would he go on a killing spree like that?
                          
"And not just that, they say since the police is busy trying to find the killer, other thieves and murderers have more freedom, the cases of rape and burglaries are not normal."
                          
I ignored the rest of their conversation and grabbed my bag and walked out, I didn't even know how I felt about this whole deal, there was on thing I knew for sure, I shouldn't be feeling this lonely without two serial killers.
                          
I have been thinking about it for the past two weeks now, the way I felt around them... especially one of them. My heart rate shoots up to the sky to the point the nurses thought I was having a panic attack quite a few times, I got all sweaty and nervous.. Gross, and I craved seeing him the moment he left. Funny thing is, when I asked a nurse about it yesterday she told me I was in love.. How crazy is that?! I don't even know anything about the guy, other than he is crazy, a maniac, can be super clingy and yet super sweet. He is possessive but in a good way, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't bring himself to hurt me and yet I really knew nothing about him.
                          
What had happened to him that caused all this? Why did he become a serial killer? Does he regret it? But I guess I will never really know, it seemed I was out of his life completely now.
                          
I sighed as I walked out of the hospital and smiled at the dark sky, "I missed you, you stupid bitch."
                          
I swear if I was the sky I would have flicked me off by now, the names I called the sky.. Back to my original train of thought, Slender wasn't really that bad either, I also felt weird around him, surprisingly I felt safe even though I almost died because of him, Thorne can be a gentleman, and I believe it was because of his upbringing. He told me a little about himself before , like where he came from, he told me about his family, the freaking man with tentacles had a wife and kids and all I had was an abusive boyfriend! Can someone explain that?! I think I was going crazy..
                          
I took a cab back to my place and let me say that I was really happy I was back, it felt weird but I was happy I was back to the stupid old place.
                          
I put my bag down and turned the light on but froze when I saw a gun pointed at me, "Don't you dare move a muscle, or scream."