Shameless - Camilla Cabeyo

Shameless; that's what you were. You used to be a proxy, silent and childish, not strong enough for that world. But then one day, you dissapeared. It had been seven years since then, but the immortality of your past peers knew no bounds. However, you were back. Bolder than ever, more... beautiful. You see, in your hiatus, a few things had been changed. You were no longer isolated, disheveled or even wearing tattered clothes. Not even Jeff could recognize you the moment you walked through those old oak doors. Instead of your short choppy brown hair, you sported a bleach white wolfcut. No longer did you have chubby cheeks or smeared eyeliner. No, you were dressed to kill. With guts of steel, you waltzed back into the Slendermansion wearing a flashy crimson dress that dragged on the floor behind you, a symbol of the respect you now commanded. However, the one biting piece of information that is going to bleed this story together is why you were even there in the first place. Toby Rogers, the boy that was on your mind since day one, stood motionless in the kitchen. He looked exactly the same as when you left, though there was a strange twinkle in his eye as he recognized your own eyes alone. He was the reason you came back. You couldn't leave him behind or forget, so you made it to where you could survive and thrive in that environment. It took a while, but you were back. And there wasn't a single day where Toby didn't think about you while you were gone. Those thoughts festered into one's of love, though he hadn't seen you in seven years. He didn't forget any of it. The way his heart used to flutter at the strange girl you used to be. But now, seeing what you have become, he knew it was all for a good reason. "What the fuck.." Jeff muttered, setting his glass down. A sea of blurred murmurs quietly escaped the lips of all proxies in your sight, however Toby stayed motionless, observing you with his usual blank stare.