Creepypasta story- Bloody Love in the Air

[4] ~ let us out you retard!

No ones PoV ~
"ILL KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS!!" BEN screamed at the demon guards outside the steel door locking the Slendy crew inside a cell while, reportedly, Jeff prepared a torture room for them.

"Ugh, that fUCKING dick faced emo little bitch..." Slenderman's rude swearing slowly devolved into nearly incoherent mumbling. Meanwhile, Lazari was comforting a pacing EJ as he murmured to himself. He didn't know what he himself was saying, he was that mad. The man whom he'd had a crush on since he was recruited by Slendy and whom had toured him around the mansion (btw I imagine the mansion as this endless yet kinda easy to navigate maze of corridors and nice, fancy, decently sized rooms, with their own bathrooms. Multiple lounges, kitchens, small theaters and lots more entertainment rooms. Also I did absolutely no research on creepypastas, more on that at the end of this part) had betrayed them, passed them over to Zalgo for what? Rank? Honor?

Flashback • EJ's mansion tour brought to u by my rapidly declining mental state •

EJ's PoV ~

Jeff the Killer was showing me around the mansion, but all I could focus on was his amazing body. He wasn't the fittest, though I could only tell when he'd reached up to grab a key ring that accesses multiple rooms around the place, he had a small gut. He wasn't fat, just a little bit chubby. There was nothing wrong with that, of course, but he was clearly self-conscious about it, as he sucked in his stomach in that moment when he realized his belly was exposed. He wrapped his arms around his stomach every once in a while, other times just putting his hands in his hoodie pockets, discreetly covering his stomach.

He was absolutely adorable, but he definitely didn't see that. I snuck a glance at his perfectly plump ass and wide hips. If u put him in leggings and covered his top half, you'd think he was a girl. Hell, I almost thought he was a girl when Slenderman first introduced us to each other.

"Hey, new guy, ya listening?" I heard Jeff ask me in his slight southern accent. It was sexy as hell. He snapped his fingers an inch from my face trying to get my attention.
"Uh, yeah, sorry. Got a little distracted..." I mumbled. He hummed and continued telling me about the layout of the place.

"This is one of the three small theaters around the place. They all show a different movie at the same time and there's a calendar for the movies and what day and room they'll be showed. And next to it is a little bar, any drink you want," he took me upstairs and showed me all the different sections of rooms: the long time proxies like Jeff, Ticci Toby, BEN, and a few others, the newest proxies, where I'll be staying, along with Sally, a young ghost girl who Slenderman brought a few days ago as Jeff explained, LJ, a killer clown with the same name as me, who came around the same time as Sally, Lazari, another girl who shared the same room as Sally. Though she was a demon, they got along very well.

Jeff showed me the guest rooms so to speak. Some of Slendermans proxies came and went, not staying to long. So there were rooms where those proxies could stay as well. One label read "Clockworth" while another read "Vince". Jeff explained that it was rare for them to swing around for more than a few hours so it was unlikely for me to meet them. I didn't mind though.

Suddenly, I bumped into Jeff, as I was deep in thought while walking behind him without noticing he had stopped. We toppled over and I happened to land on top of him, letting me get a good look at his face, which had been hidden under his hood this entire time. His big eyes were a beautiful ice blue that practically glowed even under the shadows his hood cast. His mouth slit open into a permanent smile. I couldn't help but wonder what his real smile looked like. Cute little button nose, full lips, a few freckles on his cheeks and nose, he was stunning.

"Jeez, you look like a creep, starin' at me like that. Get off!" The man in question almost growled at me. I quickly scrambled to my feet and held out a hand for him to grab. He looked at my hand, hesitating. Maybe someone duped him in the past.

After a second, I spoke up.
"Jeez, ya gonna take my hand or not? Get up!" I twisted his words to lighted the mood, and it worked. Jeff scoffed and grabbed my hand. I helped him up and brushed some lint off his shoulder, and did he just blush? Before I could verify that, he turned and walked away, motioning for me to follow.

Time skip to the present brought to u by my depression (should prolly talk to someone bout that :/ ....) •

EJ's PoV ~

The cell door suddenly opened and we all recoiled in fear as Jeff stepped through the doorway, long tail swaying behind him.
"Let is out you retard!" Jane yelled at him. Jeff merely told her to shut up before stalking his way towards me and roughly grabbing my arm. I noticed how, when Jane yelled, his long pointy ears twitched like it hurt him. Noted.

He marched me out of the room as the guards who followed him in slowly backed out (btw it's 10:56 pm in October and I'm tired, sry if the quality is lacking :,) ). He dragged me down the hall and I noticed how the guards stayed by the door, letting Jeff cart me away by himself. A few turns later, I saw the torture room at the end of the hall. I braced for it but, at the last second, Jeff turned left and sped up. I was confused as hell, and was kinda scared. If I wasn't gonna be tortured, what would they do to me?

"Ok, ima need ya to keep your trap shut, wait here and don't, under any circumstances, leave this furnace thingy," Jeff whispered to me he opened a small door in the wall with old wood ash and burnt up paper and shoved me inside and, before I could get a word in, he closed the door and I could hear his footsteps on the other side, walking away.

Don't leave, wait here and stay quiet. Why? Then it hit me. Was he helping us escape? About 40 minutes later, though I couldn't be certain, I heard Jeff's footsteps coming back, along with another pair stumbling along beside him. Seconds later, the door opened and BEN was pushed inside.
"I'll be back in a few hours, maybe one but that's pushing it," he said quickly, pulling two water bottles out of his jacket and handing them to us. "Don't move and stay quiet. No one really comes around here but just to be safe-"
"What are you doing?!" BEN demanded, though quietly.

"Saving you. Now, move to the back a bit, but not all the way, there a little trap door that leads outside but you'll need the others to get out. Please trust me."
"How do we trust you? You're one of them!" I pointed out, rather loudly. He winced at the noise, letting out a low growl that sent goosebumps down my legs.

"So you want me to leave you, cuz I fucking will. Now get to the fucking back before I call the guards." With that firm warning, we moved away from him as I heard the furnace door close behind him.
"Do you think he's really helping?" BEN asked, pulling his knees to his chest for comfort.
"I don't know." I responded in a blank tone as I opened my water. I hoped he was helping.

I haven't looked up any of the creepypastas or the mansion, mostly out of ADHD mannerisms, and also I wanna make this sort of my own take on them, so don't come at me (not that anyone will read this anyway lmao)

I'm sick, I have allergies, I'm having a crisis cuz I don't know how to tell my mom I can't feel "good" if u catch my drift, I've had school, pain, and a caffeine addiction that's making my dad rly rly mad. I'm sry for not uploading, I'm gonna try and get help, maybe then I can upload more and over all be happier. Sry, stay safe, and if u need help, get fucking help. I will personally help u if u need cuz, funnily, I'm better at helping others then myself. Peace, chao, adios, bye, ima go cry myself to sleep now, 👋