sweetest silence [ creepypasta x male reader]

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H/c= hair color
H/l= hair length
Y/n = Male name/ your name

Tw: strong language, gore, Human cruelty, cannibalism

I apologize for any errors before hand. Enjoy <3
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[First person p.o.v]

July 27th....

A date I won't forget.

Of course it's the one day things turn to shit. What the fuck did I do to deserve this? I'm in a cruel wannabe family and practically hated by the world. Well- Yeah I stand up for myself, but I'm human. I deserve to be treated with at least decency. All I have is this now. Looking around the dull room I had 'earned myself a place in'. I sigh. This fucked up place isn't for kids. I wouldn't even call this a appropriate foster home.

The 'white' walls were a dinged yellow. The paint looked to be chipping away. The furniture was simple with just a dresser and bed. With how big this house is you'd figure it would look classy, that's very untrue. Well for this room of course.

I can't believe jaxson got me in trouble. I thought I would have a brother, not a enemy. He's the one who punched me. He started a fight just because Im not his real family, it's only been a week. I move my hand up to touch my swollen bottom lip, from the feeling and tenderness I can tell it's busted. I don't like him... I stay away from him only to be cornered and beat down. Then he went and told Mrs Jessica, like being hurt wasn't already enough. You'd figure she would be concerned for me but nope. I'm just money in her pocket.

Mrs Jessica is a twisted woman. She plays the perfect person role, being a foster parent and a mother role model. She does everything to look like a good woman. If only people knew how evil she really is, she would be locked up. I've only been here a week and her wrath already effected my physical health.

The sound of heels pull my attention to the large wooden door.

'Mutt, I brought your dinner' dammit, that stupid name. She had called me that stupid name since the third day I was here.

The door opens to reveal the now familiar mop of long brunette hair, and the knee length red dress she always sported. She looks stunning on the outside. Guess that's to make up for her lack of empathy and love.

'Your lucky, you get my special soup mutt~ . '

I cringe slightly at the name. The bowl she held smelt revolting. It seemed full of a pink liquid and pink and crimson chunks of what seemed to be meat. what the hell is she trying to get me to eat. She's treating me like a literal dog.

'Eat up little mutt.'
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She shouldn't be serious, but I know she is...

'I'm not hungry' I say, not trying to be rude and get in more trouble. The food smelled and looked revolting. While I could just get out of here that's not possible due to me not being of legal age.

'Eat' she repeats.

She's really trying to kill me.

'I'm not hungry right now' I say hoping to not anger her and get her to possibly just leave.
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A loud slap rings in the room. Trying to avoid the tears that were welling up from falling I blink alot. She just..

'Your gonna fucking eat mutt. And be grateful you get anything at all' her tone wasn't the normal sing song one she always had. Shit.

'I'm not hungry ma'am.' I don't wanna eat this.. Please just leave me be..

My mental pleas clearly weren't heard.

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It's hard to ignore the sting of my face as she forces my mouth open. Her grip is like iron as she keeps my mouth open, her nails digging into my cheeks, as she shoves pieces of the meat into it. don't hurl don't hurl, I can't tell if she would force that down my throat as well.She makes me close my mouth and chew and I feel even more sick. As she continues to shove chunks in my mouth, The taste is so nasty I have to force back gags and my tears. It taste so much like iron and I can clarify it's raw meat.

It's way more fatty than normal and has just a generally unpleasant texture.
I wasn't able to stop till the bowl was empty, thats when she finally let me go. I feel like hurling, my head is pounding and my heart is racing. Fuck, what was that? What did she just force me to eat. I feel sick. I'm gonna get sick. I feel my stomach acid in my throat but I try to hold it down.

'I know you like meat~ so I cut that up fresh just for you little mutt~' she must of seen my file.

'... W-what k-kind if- if you don't mind me asking' my tone is normal, but I can't stop when I paused because gags. Wanting to know what I had just consumed I felt desperate to know I was close to sobbing and begging to know but that's what she wants.

Swallowing the stomach acid rising to my throat repeatedly. I look at her, her red painted lips are in an unsettling grin. I try to act like her actions don't effect me. Oh how that smile makes me even sicker. My stomach turns with every second I look at her.

'Don't worry about it little mutt. Be glad you ate.'

With those final words. She left. Dammit that's the last answer I wanted. I muster up strength to crawl to the bathroom. Hanging over the toilet i open my mouth and stop holding back gags and the acid in my throat. Letting all the contents of my stomach flow out with each gag I can't hold back . My eyes water, starting to stream and mix with the contents of the now disgusting toilet water.
She's sick. What is wrong with her? Why the hell did she feed me that? Flushing the toilet and standing up I look at my shaking hands.

Shit, I need to shower. Maybe that will help. My head is throbbing in my skull. My throat burns and my chest aches. Starting to strip, I wince when I stretch my stomach just a little to much. Stupid jaxson...Stupid Mrs Jessica.

Looking in the mirror the deep gashes that decorate my hips make me frown. I notice how they wrap around and go twords my back. Damn. My h/l h/c hair was a mess, and somewhat stuck to my forehead. Tsk I look like a mess. Finishing stripping I turn the shower on a little warmer then normal. I hope this works.

standing there in the water is a comfortable feeling. I can be in my own world and relax with the water and smells of my soap. The hot water relaxes all my tense muscles, making me feel somewhat better. Having nothing in my stomach isn't nice. I guess school tomorrow will give me a chance to eat.

I wash up until I feel my eyelids getting heavy. I gotta call it a night. Getting out of the steaming water I turn the shower off and grab my towel that lays on the hook screwed into the door. Drying off I am careful of my back and hips. I walk into my room and slip on boxers. Doing my best not to strain my back and stomach muscles I finish up getting on cloths. Slipping on a hoodie and some shorts, I walk over to my bed I flop down on my side. Finally, What a fucking day.

I stare off at my ceiling until my stomach so rudely interrupts my silence with a long growl. Ugh. I lean over my bed dig into the small box I kept under it grabbing and chugging the contents of a decent sized water bottle I had stashed. This should do for now. Laying back down I can only hope for the best tomorrow. I'll get out of this god forsaken house at least.

Mrs Jessica has done some fucked up shit but this is nasty. I still need to figure out what she fed me. It was so revolting and smelled like pure rotten blood... I just need to go to bed. I don't wanna loose my stomach contents again.

closing my eyes. I let my mind go blank. Slowly the world starts to fade out and the silence turns to slight static.

Peace.

At last. My mind can feel at peace. My body is a worry for later.
I open my eyes to be in a new type of reality. Laying in soft green grass, beautiful roses and flowers surrounding me. My special place.

The sound of light winds rustling through trees bring my mind to a calm state. The wind whispering sweet nothings to lull me off deeper into relaxation. This is what bliss is. I'm finally calm. No more pain. No more jaxson. No more Mrs Jessica. Not a worry at all from me. I can just relax.
The beauty of this world I made makes me feel safe..

I'm finally in my true home.

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