You're so beautiful... {creepypasta}

The Mansion...

I hop out the window with Jeff. They must've put some kind of drugs in my system.  I feel like my body is too heavy. It takes extra work to move each limb. I don't have shoes on and I'm only in a hospital gown. The grass on my feet is cool and soothing. The dew from the grass flies around as Jeff and I run.

I wonder where were going. Does Jeff have a house? What made him want to take me in? He could've just killed me or left me there. Maybe he's taking me somewhere to kill me. No, he would've just killed me there like the doctor. I guess there's always the possibility be just sees this as a game.

Maybe he shares a house with another creepypasta. Like Ben drowned or eyeless Jack. Those are some of the only other creepypasta that I would like to live with. Maybe the other gaming creepypastas or Masky or hoodie.

"Come on! Keep up with me! Were going into the forest so stay close!" He says. Wait a minute, forest!? Oh no! It's like all of the books where they all live in Slendys mansion!

I notice that as I think that I start to slow down. I hear Jeff sigh and he grabs my hand. Then he starts to run again. He's touching me. Holding my hand! Its enough to give me a huge boost of energy.

We run faster and eventually come to the mansion. Its huge. My other hand twitched nervously. The other creepypasta are up ahead. Like Robert the doll, laughing Jack, and the rake. That's really all I care to know about. This is why I never go on the creepypasta website.

I feel Jeff look at me and roll his eyes. He continues to pull me along and in through the front door of the mansion. The mansion looks even bigger on the inside than it did on the outside. I notice that Jeff let go of my hand a while ago and now I'm just standing there looking like an idiot in front of all the scariest of the creepypasta.

I step behind Jeff like a scared child to its mother. All the creepypasta are watching me and I hear some of them whispering.

"Who's the girl, Jeffy?" I hear a blonde ask. Is that who I think of is. He looks exactly like link from Zelda. It is! He used to be my favorite. Mostly because other they slenderman he was the first creepypasta I heard of. 

"Ben drowned..." I whisper looking up at him with amazement in my eyes. I thought I whispered that quietly but he heard me and turns his head to look at me.

"Hey, you know my name!" He says and smiles. I nod slightly and give a small smile back. I wonder if it would be bad to ask if I could play his game. It sounds so cool. And the video I saw was amazing. Maybe I should just start by asking if I could play a video game with him. I bet he's a great gamer.

"So Jeff who is this girl?" I see smile dog walk up to Jeff. I also whisper his name in awe and he gives me a split second glance. He quickly looks back at Jeff and waits for a response.

"She's mine. None of you're aloud to touch her, hurt her, or kill her." He says looking around the room. "Come on." He says and starts to walk up the stairs. I look around and dash to catch up with him. I really don't want to be down here with them alone.

After a seemingly endless amount of stairs we finally make it to a floor that Jeff seems to want to be on. We walk down a hallway and to a door with Jeff's name neatly carved into it. He opens the door and walks in. He waves his hand as if to tell me to come in too. I take a step in and am immediately mesmerized.

His room is so big and clean. There's an extra twin sized bed in the corner if the room. It has the same bed set as I have at home. Just smaller.

Everything has been crazy since I met Jeff. And I love it. I love him. How did my normal life change so fast?

I can't stop thinking. If I wasn't so exhausted who knows how I would be able to sleep. I just met Jeff the Killer and Ben drowned! I'm sharing a house with murder for god's sake!

"Here, you can wear this." Jeff hands me some basketball shorts and one of his shirts. He points to a door on the other side of the room. "That's the bathroom, you can change in there." 

"Thank you Jeff." I say fighting back the urge to hug him. I quickly walk to the bathroom before I do something stupid to make him want to kill me. 

I take my clothes off and start the shower. I borrow Jeff's soap and hair products. Rushing, I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around myself. 

Looking on the sink I notice a new unopened toothbrush and some toothpaste. Well, he was certainly prepared to have me over.

I hurry to brush my teeth and get dressed. I feel like I'm taking too long. I don't know why. Opening the door I realize that Jeff isn't even in the room. 

Late night killing spree, I would assume. With a sigh I lay on my bed and get under the covers. The second my head hits the pillow I fall asleep.