It's been a couple of days since I came back to the mansion. The training's been put off for a while. I asked for a separate room so that I wouldn't have to sleep or be anywhere around Jeff. I didn't want to see him right now.

No one questioned my demand. Assholes eavesdropped on our conversation.

I was incredibly moody. Pregnancy plus Jeff being an ass didn't go well together. I slammed doors, talked back and was generally a bitch. Everyone took it lightly though. They all understood, unlike Jeff who was also being a little bitch. I mean, for God's sake, he's the fucking father, he should be the most understanding of them all.

Everyone tried lecturing him about how shitty he's been acting, but he didn't listen. On top of that, he brought me a little something right after I woke up one morning.

A head... Alex's head.

I clenched my teeth. He just smiled, like he was incredibly proud of what he did. The built up anger started overflowing and I attacked him by punching his chest multiple times, which of course barely did anything.

"JEFF YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! I FUCKING HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!!" I kept repeating it while endlessly punching him. What angered me even more was that my anger seemed to make him happy.

That's when I broke. I slapped him as hard as I could. Everything turned to silence. I could hear my breath, my heart beating.

Jeff turned his head back to me, the joy in his face was gone, but he wasn't angry. He was just... blank.

I decided not to participate in this tense situation anymore and just left the room, leaving him there alone.

I stood there. My cheek burning up slightly. I thought it would make me happy to anger her like that, and it did for a second, but now I felt... weird. Guilty?

That's when Jane rushed in.

"Jeff, you fucking bastard! Your girl is fucking PREG-NANT! You're gonna be a father and you're acting like a fucking ten year old! Grow up for once!" She spat and ran out after (y/n).

She was right, of course. Just that I didn't want to admit it. I did feel bad, however. After all, I love her..."

Jane caught up to me. "Hey, don't be bothered my that asshole. You know how he is."

I stopped and looked her, but didn't say a word.

"(Y/n)? You okay?" She asked.

"I'm fine..." I mumbled.

"Jeff, that jerk... he never knows when to stop." She said.

"Yeah... he never does." I agreed. "I'm going to my room now. I just need some alone time.

"Okay." Jane nodded.

I did as I said and just laid on the bed, looking at the ceiling. My stomach growled, reminding me that I haven't eaten anything yet. I didn't want to, but I knew I had no choice, considering my situation. I had to eat.

After a couple more minutes on the bed I finally gathered the strength to get up and make my way to the kitchen.

"Good morning." Sally greeted me.

"Hey." I uttered.

"We never got to play dolls together." She added. "Do you want to play with me after breakfast?"

I looked at her and flashed a little smile. "I'm not feeling too well today, maybe some other time." I suggested.

She got a little sad, but quickly got over it and nodded.

I looked around for food and surprisingly found quite a lot of stuff to eat.

"Usually we don't have much food in here, but Slenderman made sure you have enough to eat." Sally explained, happy about the chocolate bar she was eating.

"On... how thoughtful of him." I said with a slight sarcasm as I was still bitter towards this whole situation.

After looking around some more, I grabbed two full grain energy bars and headed back to my room. An unexpected surprise waited for me there.

"What are you doing here, Jeff?" I asked as I looked at his scarred face.

"Well, I uh... I came here to apologize." He said, barely opening his lips.

"Um, excuse me what? I couldn't hear you?" I teased.

"I'm sorry. Okay?" He repeated, this time more clearly.

I looked at him blankly. Then walked right past him, plopped on the bed and covered myself with a blanket, pulling it over my head.

"Come on, (y/n). What can I do to make you forgive me?" He asked in frustration.

I didn't respond and opened one of the energy bars.

"(Y/n)? Come on I'll do anything." He pleaded.

I peeked my head from under the covers. "Oh?"

Jeff just stared at me. I could tell from his eyes that he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"Okay, fine. You know what I want you to do?"

"What?"

"The whole time that I'm gonna be pregnant, I want you to never get mad at me. You need to understand that I'm gonna be moody and no matter how annoying I get you have to be supportive and patient." I spilled.

He looked to the side. Then turned back to me. "Fine. As you wish." He agreed unsurely.

"Promise to control your anger?" I asked and he sighed.

"Promise."

I smiled, jumped out of bed and ran into a hug. "Okay, you're forgiven." I said after giving Jeff a little peek on the cheek.

"But that do any mean I can't lash out at others, right?" He added.

"Sure..."

***

The day passed and I wan sitting in the kitchen, eating dinner when Jane came in.

"Oh, good you're here. Slender told me to inform you about the gathering. It's happening tomorrow."

I chocked on my food. "What? Tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"But what are they gonna do? What will they want from me?" I stressed.

"Don't worry too much about that." As she said that Jeff came in, smiling. Jane frowned and left the room.

"What's up with you?" I asked.

"I got you something." He answered.

"Don't tell me. It's a persons head." I said sarcastically.

He chuckled. "Not this time."

"What is it?" I wondered.

He took out a necklace. It had 3 phases of the moon lined up together. In the middle of a full moon was a pentagram and inside it was a ruby. Around the moons were beautiful Celtic ornaments. It hung on a dainty silver chain.

"Real silver, real ruby. For you." Jeff walked behind me and put the necklace around my neck.

"Jeff, it's beautiful. But... don't tell me you killed the owner." I looked at him from behind.

"How else could it be?" He grinned.

I sighed, but quickly got over it and stood up to hug him. "Thank you. You're doing quite well so far." I smiled at him, my arms around his neck. My words made his smile even bigger if that's even possible.

"So, what would you like to name it?" Jeff asked, addressing the baby.

"Hmm. I'm not sure. Are you thinking about that?" I smiled.

"Maybe." He said.

"Aww, you're so cute." I chuckled.

"Hey! I'm not cute." He responded, half jokingly. I just laughed at that and we stood there, embracing each other for a few minutes.

I will admit, our relationship is a mess, but honestly, I wouldn't trade it for a stable one. This felt right, as hard as it can get sometimes. I felt like eventually, we will always get back to good terms with each other.

That night I finally moved in with Jeff again. We fucked around a bit before, something I've been missing and eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning I woke up to Jeff staring at me.

"Good morning, stalker." I spoke.

"Morning." He smiled. "Ready to be the center of attention?"

I frowned and squeezed my eyes. "Ah, geez, the gathering. Can I just stay in this room the whole time?"

"No, come on, you gotta get ready." He said as he got out of bed and started dressing himself.

"Fine." I mumbled and did the same.

I was never good at social situations as it is, but now I was gonna be surrounded by dozens of killers all day long. I just hope I survive.