I put on yoga pants and a glitter shirt that was seductively hanging off my shoulder, spritzed a bit of my 'go to' perfume and perfected my hair and makeup. I was pretty much hot and on point. The only thing not perfect was the boot. Nothing I could do about that so I rocked it. Ashley put on a micro skirt and the black heels I would have worn if it weren't for the boot. She let me do her hair and makeup and minimal complaining occurred.

Lowering the living room lights was a must  and Ashley put on the radio to a station that played music that sounded like something an old person would like. Ashley and I sat on the couch and started talking about boys. In the back of my mind I was cautiously hoping my plan would work.

It didn't take long for things to begin. The air turned a little cooler and the lights began to flicker. He appeared in the room front and center. Face a blur as if in motion. Arms waving as if in a frenzy. I jumped up and began gushing. "Oh slendy. How good of you to come. Would you like to sit down? You must be so tired after a day of scaring people to death. And worse." The air buzzed and his arms stopped their motion. The air felt like it did just before the storm, when the still air, the tingles ran up and down my arms.

I pushed slendy to the couch and sat next to him. It was disorienting to look at his face so I kept my eyes focused on his torso. I snuggled next to him and gave Ashley my best " I will kill you" face. Finally she stepped up and sat down opposite side of my tree man.

I placed my hand on Slendy's long thin legs. I could feel the shimmer and shake of his arms thrumming with energy. His muscles were thin but firm and I felt him tense everything up as I relaxed my leg next to his. "Can I get you something to drink?"  I asked. True, I had no idea if he drank or not. Truthfully I couldn't see his face well enough to even know if he had a mouth.

"I think you should take me out. What do you think?  All this chasing, I know you like me. Let's go out. You never take me out!"  I crossed my legs and arms and assumed my best pouting position.

Ashley took advantage of my silent treatment. "I think you should take me out.  Let's face it, I know you like me better. I'm perfect for you. Don't you think so tree man?"

Slendy's tense position became like stone. The arms continued wiggling at almost the pace of a hummingbirds wings. His face became even more blurry and I felt the air grow ice cold. Ashley's face paled and I turned on the heat.

"Wow you're great in the summer aren't you?  You just give me the sweetest cool feelings. Maybe with you I could take up hiking. Or jogging. Because I can stay cool all the time when I'm next to you!"

Ashley kept looking out the window. Her pulse pounding in her neck and visible even to me on the other side of the couch. Her makeup was running despite the coolness of the room and she began to look like a groupie for the old band KISS. My giggle response kicked in thinking of her as a rocker, and I held on to the vision of my mom to stop it.

Suddenly, without warning my heart began to race. I felt a warmth deep down, like in the middle of my soul. I was flooded with feelings of happiness and joy. I scrunched my face trying to figure it out. I wanted nothing more than to scoot closer to the source, the treeman, and wrap myself around him like cling wrap.

I found my skin prickling and my hair standing. I snuggled closer to him and found my hand unexplainably reaching for the vague space where his face would be. It's not that I felt romantic, or sexually attracted, it's that I felt compliant. Unable to hold on to the repulsion and anger that drove me to the plan. Ashley retched, and suddenly he appeared across the room.

A wave of panic hit me. How had I not known he could manipulate thoughts and feelings? It seemed so wrong, so dirty, and I began to understand her revulsion. But I couldn't let this go. I stood up and posed myself next to him. Biting the inside of my jaw until I tasted the metallic copper of my blood.

I cooed and pretended to want to snuggle and he got must have gotten a whiff of my blood because soon he was vibrating again. He pounced, throwing himself on top of me, arms swinging, a buzz rode through my body and I could feel my heart beating like a Kentucky derby thoroughbred as my mind whirled with plan B. I grabbed the knife is hidden down in my boot and as his blurred face turned into a savage face of teeth and black hole eyes I swung it.

My wrist crunched with the impact and immediately there was a guttural growl that sounded like s train vibrating through the room. Ashley was screaming and Becky ran from the bedroom where we were supposed to have lured him. Wind came from everywhere swirling in gusts and the temperature dropped so fast crystals appeared on every surface.

I jabbed and chopped again and again until I couldn't feel my hand and everything stopped. The noise, the wind, the screaming. It was as if someone paused a war. I lowered my arm and dragged myself to the safety of having my back against the wall. Becky stood over me in a ninja stance, waiting and ready.

After a full minute Ashley began laughing. Uncontrolled and half sobbing she sounded like a hyena on steroids, making me start giggling as well. We hugged and laughed and cried and Becky pried the blackened ooze filled knife from my hand and held it up. The tip had broken off and the leftover bit was bent. The three of us stared at it in awe together in our celebration huddle. He had been maimed.

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Thanks for reading. I hope our enjoying the madness of Slenderman. Which is totally not following Slenderman code 14.543 which we all know is a crock. The next chapter won't take as long and hopefully will be our end!!! Is it over for slendy or does he have one more trick up one of those sleeves?