The Creator (CreepyPasta FanFic/ BEN Drowned FanFic)

Chapter 14

Sin's P.O.V

Waking up in a cold sweat, I manage to slap a hand over my mouth before I can let out an ear piercing scream. Glancing around, I see Ben and Nat are tucked away into bed in a dead sleep. I carefully get up, quickly tiptoeing into the bathroom. Once the door is closed and locked, I let out the breath I've been holding. A breath filled with so many emotions I can barley keep track. Anxiety, anger, sadness, pain, numbness and many more.

That dream was awful, especially with who all was involved. I was almost watching the same story over again, but from a more horrific point of view. The brothers seemed so different at first, but they are almost the same. Both blood thirsty killers driven to the brink of insanity by others and themselves.

I can't help but feel like it is mostly Jeff's fault. He managed to ruin two lives, not even including his own. Sure, Liu was already messed up from those bullies, but Jeff brought down the final blow upon his sanity when he tried to kill him. Everything happened all because of those bullies though. If only they would have never been born. Then Jeff and Liu would still be sane, and so would Jane.

Sighing, I run a hand through my messy hair and glance at the wall clock. 3:26 it reads and I sigh, looking at my attire in the mirror. I'm still in my dirty pajamas and I need to change before anyone wakes up. I think I have a extra pair of pajamas somewhere in here, I just need to find them.

Searching through drawer after drawer and cabinet after cabinet, I find a pair of pajamas. The only problem is the shorts. They are kind of... Well, small.

Quit complaining Sin, this is the best option you have right now. And at least the top will cover your wound.

Sighing for the millionth time this last night, I agree. I take my shirt off and wince when I move my arm in the wrong way. Pulling the wrapped fabric off of the wound, I see that it has scabbed over but it still looks red around the perimeter. Sighing, I grab some alcohol and some pads and I clean up the wound the best to my ability. I grab some bandages and wrap and I cover it up before completely changing into my new pajamas. I use the toilet and wash my hands before I leave the safety of the bathroom and head into my room.

Not wanting to go to bed, I decide to grab my laptop and head into the living room to type out Liu's story. The picture will have to wait until tomorrow. Pixel wakes up and follows me out of the bedroom and into the living room. As I sit down on the couch, Pixel lays on my lap and I start petting her with one hand. Sighing, I turn on the laptop and log in, starting Liu's story on the sight.

I quickly finish and without checking for any spelling errors, I post it. Pixel by now has fell asleep on my lap since around an hour has passed. I shut the laptop, my throat dry. I need some water. I slide Pixel off of my lap and onto the couch, then proceeding to head to the kitchen.

I grab a glass and fill it up, quickly downing it while thinking to myself. What now? My best friend, my crush and all of my new found friends are killers. Am I suppose to act like I never found out, or do I confront on of them? The first option would be safer and I'm less likely to die that way than if I confronted them.

I snap out of my short founded thoughts when I hear some foot steps coming down the stairs. It's either Nat or Ben, so I don't think I need to worry too much. I refill my glass and I about choke when I feel arms hug me from behind.

"Hey, what are you doing up?" I hear a voice say from behind me, and I relax once I realize it's Ben. Turning my head, I see him looking at me with tired eyes and a bed head. He's in a human form now, not surprising.

"Oh, hey. I came down here to get a drink, what about you?" I ask, swishing around the glass in my hand to back myself up. He doesn't need to know that I was typing up Liu's story, I don't want to deal with that drama.