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Jessica smiled as her mother left the room to go do some laundry. The small six year old quickly ran to the couch and peeked behind it. "She's gone Crissa, we can play now." The brunette smiled as her imaginary friend popped her head out, her curly blue hair bouncing. Crissa smiled at her young creator as she climbed out from behind the couch. "Finally! We never got to finish our tickle war!" She giggled and tackled her friend. Instantly the child shrieked and giggled as she tugged on Crissa's light pink shirt. The bluenette simply pushed away her hands and continued tickling her, giggling. Suddenly Jessica launched at Crissa and started tickling the girl. Crissa's mismatched green and purple eyes went wide as she tried to muffle her laughter but failed miserbly. The duo continued their tickling war until both were out of breathe. "Tie?" Jessica asked her colorful companion. Crissa nodded and smiled. "Tie. So what do you want to do now Jess?" The child thought for a bit. Then smiled and dragged the colorful girl up to her room by her bright orange pants. "Let's have a tea party!" The two sat at the small table with a few of Jessica's toy animals. Crissa magicly made peppermint tea apper in the pot and the two started their royal tea party. Unknown to the two, Jessica's mom Sarah had finished her chore already. Sarah peeked her head into her daughter's room as she heard giggling. She smiled as the child poured imaginary tea into a small plastic cup that was sitting at an empty seat. "Would you like a cookie, Miss Crossan?" Jessica asked the empty chair in a british accent. She gently placed a cookie onto the plate then picked up her own tea cup and sipped it. The mother simply smiled and shook her head, walking towards her own room to fold clothes. "These cookies are simply marvolous, Princess Jessica." Crissa said as she took a bite of the cookie. The duo smiled and giggled. After their tea party and Jess ate her dinner with her mother, Criss smiled and finished tucking Jess into bed. "Crissa, where do you go after I go to sleep? Do you stay here all night?" Jess asked, concerned for her friend's well-being. The older girl smiled and pointed to the small jewlerly box on the dresser that Jess had fashioned into a bed when she thought of Crissa Crossan. "In the little bed you made for me, remember? I will never leave you Jess, we're best friends forever. Right?" She prompted. Jess pointed to her heart and made an invisible X.       "Best friends forever, cross my heart and hope to die." They both giggled and Jess laid down, quickly falling asleep. Crissa smiled and quietly snapped her fingers. She instantly shrunk down to doll size and laid down in her own bed. Crissa looked down at her friend and creator one more time before smiling and laying down. "Best friends forever, I will always be here for you Jessica Levry." The imaginary friend slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Years passed and the young girl known as Jessica grew. She still played with her imaginary friend all the time but Crissa noticed things changing that Jess failed to. The toys that the duo had often played with were becoming faded and forgotten. They no longer had their infamous tea parties or even played anything similar. Jess was starting to dress differently and started to spend less and less time with her. Crissa was starting to fear she was going to be forgotten. "Hey Jess!" Crissa said as she walked into the living room. Jess was sitting on the couch texting when she sat next to her. "Oh, hey Crissa." She didn't take her eyes off her phone as she talked. Crissa frowned for a second before smiling again. "So, I was wondering if you wanted to do something. Ya know, like go get ice cream or walk around the block?" Jess typed for about two minutes before responding. "Not now, I'm talking to Claire. We're planning my birthday party." She said then went back to her phone, ignoring Crissa. "Oh," She said sadly, "then I guess we can do something later." Crissa slowly started climbing back up the stairs when Jess called for her. "Wait Crissa!!" She smiled and ran back down the stairs, hopeing she wasn't being forgotten. "Can you get me my taco out of the fridge for me?" Crissa's smiled faded a bit. She was just needed to get food for her so she didn't have to put down the phone. "Sure thing kiddo." Crissa said quietly and did what she was asked. Jess took the food and shoved it in her face before nodding. "Thanks, you can go upstairs now." Crissa frowned and did as she was told. Instantly she grabbed Jess's old teddy bear and held it to her chest. "We're being forgotten Ted." She said quietly to the stuffed toy. "We're supposed to be best friends forever though." Crissa sniffed and felt her cheek as something wet rolled down it. Black tears stained her fingers. She frowned as more tears rolled down her face. She never cried, ever. Crissa was supposed to be happy all the time, ready to play! But here she was, in the process of being abandoned for new, real friends. Suddenly Crissa was overwhelmed with emotions she had never experienced. Hate, anger, and jealously. She hated that she was being abandonded like a broken toy, she was angry at Jess for treating her like a maid, and she was jealous of Jess's new friends. "Calm down Crissa." A voice in her head said. Crissa huffed. Slenderman. He always watched over her and she helped him a lot. "Jessica will not abandon me, I won't let her." Crissa growled and dug her fingers into the bear.

The next day, Crissa bounced down the stairs with a proud smile on her face. "Hey Jess! What do ya think?" She asked her creator. Jess turned and examined her creation's new look. Her once wavy blue hair was now straight and black as a raven with white streaks. Her colorful clothing was replaced by black leather skinny jeans, a red t-shirt with a black leather jacket and combat boots. Chain jewlery hung on her wrists and ears as well as from her chain belt. Her mismatched eyes were now icy blue and white with a black swirl. Black lipstick covered her pale lips and dark eyeshadow covered her eyelids. Crissa's skin was almost pure white now instead of the light fleshy color it used to be. "So, what do you think?" Crissa was excited. Jess had to play with her now, she looked just like her new friends. "What where you thinking?!?!" Jess shouted. Crissa froze and frowned. This wasn't what she was expecting. "Did you think just because you dress like us that I'm gonna let you hang out with me and my friends?!?!" Jess was livid, she hated that Crissa still hung around her. She didn't want her to be here anymore. She didn't need an imaginary friend when she had better real friends. "Why can't you just leave me alone?!?! Go away!!!" She shouted one more time at her once best friend before running out of the house and slamming the door. "But Jess...." Crissa trailed off as she watched her dear friend walk to school with her new friends. Sadness turned to anger really fast and Crissa scowled. If Jess didn't want her anymore, she wasn't going to leave her unscathed. Crissa stormed up the stairs and growled, "You're stuck with me Jessica Levry, and I'm not leaving you without teaching you a lesson first."

When Jess came home with her friends later after school, she didn't see a single sign of Crissa. She hoped that freak was gone forever. Jess smiled and had fun with her friends since tonight was her birthday slumber party. They did what most people imagine girls do at sleepovers. Painted their nails, talked about boys, played some games, had a pillow fight, etc. Once it got dark, they put in a horror movie and started watching. Most of the girls fell asleep during the movie but Jess was up until the end. Just as she started to fall asleep, she heard what sounded like a faint laugh but dismissed it as her mind playing tricks on her and fell asleep. "Awww, did you really think I would leave without giving you your present first Jess?" Jess jolted awake at the sound of a raspy voice speaking. She instantly realized she was standing up with her hands tied behind her. The raspy voice chuckled and she looked up. Crissa was right there. She chuckled again and grinned as razor-sharp pointed teeth gleamed in the light. "Crissa! What are you doing?!" Jess screamed as she saw her friends tied up on the floor. They looked at Crissa with wide and fearful eyes as she laughed. "Crissa?!?!" She cackled then grinned again, sending shivers down Jess's spine. "Sorry kiddo, Crissa Crossan is dead. The name's Criss-Cross now." She grinned and smiled down at Jess. "Besides, I'm just here to teach you one more thing before I go!" Criss squealed and bolted over to Grace, a chubby blonde girl. Criss smiled as her swirled eye began to spin and Grace screamed. Eveyine watched as she squirmed and yelled 'get them off' before going silent. "Awww, she wasn't in very good shape to begin with but really! Guess that frail heart of her's just stopped." Criss pouted and held her free hand above Grace's chest. Her pale fingers slowly darkened as her fingers morphed into sharp claws. Everyone stared in shock as she dug out Grace's heart and she bit into it. "Huh, too tough. Not very good." She simply tossed the half-eaten heart to the side and dropped the body to the ground. Belle, a skinny purple haired girl, quivered on the ground as Criss stood over her. "Please," she begged, "Don't hurt us." Criss instantly erupted into laughter and held her sides. "HURT YOU?!?! SORRY SWEETIE BUT JESS HERE HAS A LESSON TO LEARN!!" Criss shouted and pulled Belle up my her hair. She toyed with the girl's purple locks before yanking out all of it, chucks at a time. She poked out her eyes and cut out her tonuge before dropping her screaming body. After tortureing Jess's other two friends, she turned to Jess and smiled. "What are you going to do to me?" Criss smirked. "Don't worry, I'm done for now." She whispered as police car squealed into the front of the house.

Years passed and Jess had lost her mind. After Criss killed her friends, Jess was blamed and taken to a mental hospital. She insisted that Criss killed her friends but no one belived a word she said. She still saw Criss too. Criss tortured her mentally every day when she visited her plaything. Then, after 2 years in the asylum, she learned the lesson Criss-Cross had drilled into her head. Jess was done. She waited for the snakes to slither under the door and crawl towards her. Jess knew she was here. "I've learned my lesson." She said quietly, shrinking away from the snakes. A raspy and evil laugh echoed through out the room. "Oh have you now?" Criss smiled evily as she appered next to the door. The only chair in the room flew towards her and she sat, taking off her leather jacket to reveal black thorned vines tattooed around her arms. The ends curled up onto the tops of her hands with grey roses as she tossed the jacket onto the edge of the bed. Jess stared as her imaginary torturer moved her raven hair away from her neck, showing the vines wrapping up her neck and into her hair. She nodded quickly as Criss used her powers to move the chair closer to the bed. "And what exactly is that lesson Jessica?" "Don't break promises." Criss smiled and nodded. Jess knew what was going to happen next. She couldn't stop tracing on Criss's body with her eyes where she knew the rest of the vines wrapped around her. Those deadly thorned vines. Criss chuckled as she placed a cold hand on Jess's chest. "It's been nice playing with you Jessica, but it looks like its time for me to leave now. Goodbye." Just as she finished speaking, the vines slithered off her body and onto Jess's. She smiled once more at her creation, before the vines dug into her flesh and simply tore her apart. Criss smiled at the pile of torn tissue that used to be her creator as her tattoos crawled back onto her own body. Criss tossed on her jacket, flicked away Jess's hallucinated snakes, and walked out of the hospital. Blood covered the halls as the corpses of nurses and other pacients littered open rooms and the edges the walls. The jingling of her chains echoed but she simply smiled sadly. "I'm sorry it had to end this way Jess, but I wasn't going to be forgotten. Goodbye," Criss whispered, pulling out the small necklace that she had taken from Jess before her vines ripped her to shreads, "I'm going to miss you." She ran her thumb over the coffin shaped locket and flicked it open. She smiled fondly at the picture of the two friends when Jess was only six before closing it and putting on the necklace. The thumping of her boots on bloodstained tile slowly faded as Criss-Cross left the empty hospital to look for a new plaything.