Neglected Reader X Female Creepypasta

Dexter's Little Brother

A few years later on, you were now 16. You woke up and headed downstairs to hear something. You peeked around the corner to see Dexter with his mask off and his weapons on the table. He had his face in his hands and you saw he'd been crying. You slowly went over to him and gently touched his shoulder. He looked at you and you gave him a gentle hug. He hugged you back slowly and Angel walked up, wondering what was happening.

Angel: What's wrong Dexter?

Dexter: I just realised the date... The 27th of June. The anniversary of....my little brother's death. The anniversary of the day the storm struck... The day I was reborn...

Slenderwoman heard this and gently held Dexter's hand in a gesture of sympathy.

Slenderwoman: If you'd like to, we can all go to see his grave. We're a family and we don't let each other suffer in silence.

Dexter wiped his eyes and nodded. A few hours later, everyone was awake. You held onto Slenderwoman and she and Slenderman teleported everyone to the graveyard. There, you saw the names on the gravestones. There was even Dexter's grave as well. It read "Dexter Jonathan Matthews. Born 7th September 2000, Died 24th of June 2017. May his soul forever watch over us". You looked at Dexter, who wiped his eyes and stepped to his little brother's grave, which read "Thomas Lee Matthews. Born 12th May 2003, Died 27th of June 2017. Too young to have been taken from us but he rejoins his brother". You wiped your eyes and everyone looked at Dexter, who knelt in front of his brother's gravestone and said a few words, placing a hand on the head of the grave.

Dexter: Why is one man spared, while another taken? To this day, I still couldn't give you an honest and exact answer. But death comes for us all, eventually, one way or another. When you lose an entire town of 17,000 people in three hours, it's easy for one death to become just another number. But all I knew was my little brother was gone, and a part of me wished that I had never been resurrected. The dead? They've settled their debts. It's up to the living to pick up the pieces. I miss you Thomas. I miss you so much.

He turned away and you decided it'd be best to leave him alone for a while. You looked over the other graves, which read the names of many people. You saw something that caught your eye.

Y/N: What the???

Ann walked over

Ann: What is it Y/N?

You pointed at the gravestone and to Ann's horror, it had YOUR name on it!!! It read "Y/N L/N. Born 25th of January 2007. Died 25th of June 2017. Gone but never forgotten"

Ann: They must have believed you were dead....

Angel walked up and noticed it, gasping loudly. Everyone arrived and noticed the gravestone. Tails was shocked and Jackie covered her mouth. You stood up

Y/N: Let them keep believing it. I'm with you now. You're my family, you took care of me all these years and you've all been more of a family than mine ever were.

You looked at Dexter and gave him a comforting hug. He smiled and hugged you back.

Dexter: Let's go home now that we've done what we need to do.

Slenderwoman nodded and she and Slenderman teleported you all home. You were a little shaken by the revelation that people thought you were dead, but you didn't care. As far as you were concerned, you were dead to them. Tami came up to you and gently patted your back in a reassuring way. You looked at her and smiled at her before you sat down on the sofa and began watching your favourite programme. Dexter was feeling a bit shaken too after visiting his little brother's grave, but who could blame him? You shrugged to yourself and continued watching your favourite programme.

So should I add a romance between Ann and Dexter? Or maybe one of the other Creepypastas and you? Considering both actually. Most probably Tails