Fem! Creepypasta X Male! Child Reader (Re-Upload)

Chapter 3: Meeting Jackie and escape attempt 1

- Monday 23rd, September 2019-
-Location & Time: Pasta-Mansion, 11:42PM -
-POV: (Y/n) -

(Y/n): "Uh... wha..."

I had just regained consciousness after that tall scary woman did something me that put me to sleep. I feel my surroundings and feel that I'm on something very comfy. I sit up and open my eyes and see nothing but darkness. I continue to feel what I was laying on and realize its a bed. I also realize I don't have my classes on and carefully feel around to see if there was a bedside table near.

(Y/n): "Come on, where are my glasses-AHHH!". I fall of the side and land head first on the floor, which hurt pretty bad. I then hear some footstep, getting more noticeable as they approached the room. I quickly feel my way back on the bed and cover myself and pretend I'm asleep. I then hear the door open and some people come in.

Voice 1: "What was that?"

Voice 2: "Hmmm, maybe its from someone else's room"

Voice 1: "Maybe, but I wish he would wake up soon"

Voice 2: "Well give him a couple more hours, I'm sure he'll be up soon". I then hear then leave and close the door. I open my eyes and sigh in relief, before I sit up again and look for my glasses. I then feel the side of what appeared to be a bedside table, so I go to the top and feel around.

(Y/n): "Bingo" I say as I feel my glasses. I quickly put them on and I also feel a base of a lamp, I went up until I felt the button and soon I had it on. I got out of bed and tip toed to the door. This is when I noticed that my glasses had been repaired. The left lenses crack was gone, and the shattered right lens was replaced with a new one.

(Y/n): "But... my 'father' shattered that lens... d-did those people repair these?" I asked myself. I then look around my surroundings and see that I'm a bedroom... a girls bedroom to be more accurate. I could see girls clothes on the floor and closest, some clean and some with what I presumed was blood. I walk over to the dresser which had a mirror on it. I quickly remembered when I was attacked by that skinny girl in the woods. I took my shirt off and turned around while keeping my eyes on the mirror. My slashes were. . . they were stitched up. And the weirdest part was I didn't feel uncomfortable. . . those are some stitches. I put my shirt back on and noticed that this dresser had a bored with pictures of people with crosses on them. I looked through the draws to see if I could find anything useful. There was nothing in the first to but clothes like black skinny jeans and white hoodies. I opened the third one and instantly closed it with a blush on my face. "N-Not that one"

(totally was panties or bra's >:) )

I continued looking until I found one draw with a knife in it. . . which had fresh blood on it.

(Y/n): "N-normally I would never consider this... b-but from what's happened recently, I-'m gonna need to p-protect myself". I pick up the knife and go towards the door. I gently opens the door and peer into the hallway. It was pretty long and there were doors on each side. I look at the door across from me and look at the sign on the door.

(Y/n): "J-Jane the... K-killer!". I quickly put a hand over my mouth as I realized I just shouted the last part out.

???: "Did you here that?"

???2: "Maybe he's woken up? Lets go check"

(Y/n): "Oh no..."

I quickly close the door behind me and run down the hallway to try and find a way out, but I could hear the people get closer and closer as I looked. I quickly hide inside one of the rooms, keeping my head to the door so I can hear outside.

???: "He's gone!"

???2: "Gone?! What do you mean gone!!"

???: "I mean he's fucking gone!"