Thank goodness...Slendy finally left. I actually got a good night's sleep for once! I feel so much better and I think I can keep holding out against slendderp for a little while longer. I can still feel slendy trying to get inside my head, but its not nearly as strong as it was the other day. I think its because of the distance between us.
Thanks Taben and Aiden for calling him away! You are awesome. I hope slendy doesn't realize you guys are trying to help his "prey"....I don't want you guys to get in trouble for our sake.
Its a relief to be alone. As soon as he left, I waited for about an hour to see if he would come back but he never did. I looked out into the hallway outside the apartment and he wasn't there either. So, I grabbed my stuff and booked it to the car. Yeah, I did get the car fixed btw. I guess I forgot to mention that. Anyway, I'm sure you can all guess where I went. This is the first time in a long time I've been able to leave the house and Chas seems to be in a lot of trouble. I drove straight to his new loft place.
When I got there, I looked cautiously around outside the car and, to my relief, there was no sign of the Slender Man anywhere. I dashed up the stairs and went into the building, hoping slendy would stay away. I found Chas' apartment and banged on the door. When no one answered, I tried opening it and, thankfully, it was unlocked.
The place is a mess...there are bullet holes everywhere just like Chas said in his last post. I had been hoping slendy had just been screwing with his head and that everything Chas described had been an illusion, but that isn't the case. It was terrifying to say the least...Chas is lucky he isn't dead.
I found him lying on the couch. I screamed and started crying, to be honest. I had been so worried about him that it all kind of rushed out of me in a flood when I saw him. He looked terrible...his hair was matted and there was blood it in, along with another trickle of it running down his face from his hairline.
The bandages that usually cover the shoulder slendy messed up awhile ago were off, exposing a very raw looking wound. His shoulder should at least be a little better by now...but it looked like it had only just been hurt. Parts of it were still blackened and burnt while others were blistered terribly. To make matters worse, the tentacle mark I remember slendy giving him that runs all down his arm looked worse in places. It had faded not even a day after slendy first attacked Chastin, but now its back and there's a ton of scarring along it from his shoulder to his elbow. The rest from his elbow to his hand is blistered.
His hands were...covered in dried blood. I think it was his own though. There was a bullet wound in his leg and it looked like he did a very botched job trying to take care of it. He had wrapped it in a bandage and, since there was hydrogen peroxide and some bloody cloths on the table next to him, he had tried to clean it, too.
Thankfully, it looked like he had only just gotten the wound not an hour before or else he would've bled to death. I sat him up as best I could and took the bandages off the wound in his leg. I tore off Chastin's dirty, bloodstained clothes and did my best to clean up the bullet hole and bandaged it tightly. Then, I put him in clean clothes and cleaned the blood out of his hair and off of his face.
As I was fixing him up, however, Chastin woke up suddenly and cried out. He grabbed my hand as I was washing his face and glared at me angrily.
Me: "Chastin! Thank God you're ok!"
I tried to hug him but he pushed me back violently. The angry, crazed glare never left his eyes.
Chas: "What the fuck are you doing here?!"
Me: "I...came to help you. I was so worried."
Chas: "I don't need your help. I left for a reason."
Me: "Look at you! You're going to kill yourself if you don't let me back into your life! I know you don't believe me when I say we're both in danger but please, I need you to trust me."
Chas: "Oh, more of your Slender Man shit again? I told you already. HE. ISN'T. REAL. This doesn't concern you and you're making it worse with your stupid delusions."
Me: "Chas, please. I'm not asking you to believe me. I'm asking you to trust me like you used to and come home with me. I want to help you..."
Chas: "I'm not going back until I fix this." He shakily stood up.
Me: "Chas, wait, you can't be standing yet. You're really hurt! We need to go to the hospital now or you're either going to bleed to death or die from infection."
Chas: "Get out." He pointed to the door.
Chas: "GET. OUT." He started yelling at that point. His eyes took on a crazed, cruel light that I had never seen in him before and that I never want to see ever again. He picked up a gun that had been next to him on the couch and pointed it at me.
Me: "Fine. I'll go. We'll see how willing you are to listen to reason when Aiden and Taben come to save us. Then you'll see that I'm right." I turned on my heel and left the apartment, tears streaming down my face.
God dammit...please hurry Aiden and Taben.