Within the trees (Slenderman x reader)

Chapter 4

Last night was the worst. Having nightmare after nightmare of that "man". Now getting ready work, I remembered to question Connor about last night; knowing he knew more about it than me. Finally I heard a car horn go off outside.

I rush out there to see the squad car and I hopped in and put my seat belt on.

Connor started off towards the café in silence,"why do you do that?" I asked him.

"Do what?" He asked in a confused tone.

"Change personalities when we go to work. I know you're more of a social and fun kind of guy, but when you're at work you're more reserved." I explained.

"Well if they don't get to know the real me then they're probably not worth my time."

As he finished his statement we stopped at the café parking lot. We both got out and walked inside. After Connor order coffee and I got (favorite hot drink) and we sat down at the furthest table.

"So how's Julia?" I started off a conversation, I know I had some questions to ask him but I didn't want to be akward about it.

"She's good, she was mad at me for not being able to sleep longer with her but she apologized by the time I was done getting ready." He chuckled knowing all too well about a pregnant girl's hormones. 

I giggled,"poor girl, I couldn't imagine what it's like to be pregnant."

"You would know if you got yourself married and started a family." Connor smirked.

"Hey! You know I'm waiting on someone special to come into my life to even start dating." I whisper yelled at him.

He rolled his eyes in response and took a sip of his coffee,"yeah, yeah I know and I'm proud of you for that. But you at least have to get to know people. At least your not like some of the other girls we arrest."

I took a sip of my (f/h/d),"so what happened befor I got to the scene last night?"

"Nothing much. The man was screaming at the top of his lunges befor we got him to settle down a bit."

"Oh," nothing too odd, "have you noticed Mr.Jackson seemed very troubled? Like he didn't let me investigate and he seemed very off at the picture."

"Now that you say that I did notice, but I was too tired to care." He said taking a gulp of his coffee.

Something is very, very wrong. Mr.Jackson would have let me investigate but he didn't and he seemed very frighten and secretive over that picture of the "man".

My train of thought was broken by Connor,"come on (Y/n) we got to get going or we're gonna be late."

We both got up and went to the squad car, still (f/h/d) in hand.

It didn't take too long for us to get to the offices sence the café wasn't to far from them.

As soon as we walked in we could see people typing away on their computers and some of the night shift leaving.

Connor walks off to his station when I decided to walk up to a rookie,"is Mr.Jackson in his office?" The rookie jumped when I spoke.

He then turned around and twiddled with his thumbs,"y-yes he's in there." He nodded, I thanked him and walked to Mr.Jackson's office.

Poor guy, I didn't mean to scare him. He seems a little jumpy anyway thoungh.

Making my way up to Mr.Jackson's office I could hear him speaking to someone,"yes, we will leave it in your hands."

He paused,"okay goodbye." Then you could hear him putting down something down.

Must have been on the phone.

I knocked on the door. After hearing a gruff, "come in" I walked in.

"Hello sir." I greeted.

"Hello (Y/n)." He mumbled.

"I just want to ask a question or two." I stated not knowing how else to put it.

He looked up at me, his amber had bags under them from a lack of sleep and his milk chocolate hair was messy. A smile spread across his face, though anyone who knew the man could tell that it was fake.

"Ask away."

"Well sir, I was wonder why you didn't give me time to look around yesterday?"

His fake smile turn into a grim look he stood up and wonder over to me,"listen (L/n): I had to give the case to some people more qualified than us."

I gave him a questionable look. Taking noticed to my confusion he continued,"we WILL NOT engage in any missing children case for a while, a least not until I got word from the people."

Growing slightly angered I spoke up,"sir you can't be serious. We can't just ignore these kinds of situations."

"We are not ignoring them we are just giving them to more experienced people."

"But-"

"Listen: how about you take the day off today. You'll get payed for it." He interrupted while pushing me out the door. Befor I could say anything more he slammed his door shut.

I groaned. Mr.Jackson never acts like that. And more qualified, MORE QUALIFIED, WHO IS MORE QUALIFIED THEN A PERSON WHO SPENT FOUR YEARS IN COLLEGE FOR THIS JOB!

I was getting frustrated to the point off getting a headache. When I suddenly felt something wet just above my lip. I touched my finger on it and looked at my finger. It was coded in a red liquid.

I cursed under my breath and ran into the bathroom, keeping my hand under it so no blood would get on the floor.

Quickly going inside I rushed over to the first stall, grabbed so toilet paper and put it under my nose.

Taking notice of the blood drops on my hand I exited the stall and turn on the faucet with my elbow and rinsed the crimson liquid off of my hand.

Watching the blood water go down the sink, I turned the faucet off with my now wet hand.

I looked up at my reflection in the mirror. Well isn't today starting off great.

(Sorry this took so long! I just now thinking of more plot to put in. BUT I got most of it figured out. Just not the exact ending. ALSO go check out my book random things. So far I only got tagged, some story help, AND *drum roll* if your a fan of Sour candy into sweet or already read it. Then there is a chapter of how the book was going to be instead of what it is now. I also plan on putting another chapter on what it was going to be befor getting what I got. Now that I think about I might be putting hints one what will happen in the future for this book. And FINALLY comment down below: What is your preferences on hot drinks? And I'm mostly talking to the people who are not not a big fan of coffee, because I'm not to fond of coffee. Befor you rage in the comments hear me out: I have a huge sweet tooth and no matter how much creamer or sugar I put in it, it just taste bitter to me. So see you guys next chapter!)