*YOUR POV*
When you arrived home from school you were greeted by your overly cheerful mom. "Oh hello darling! Did you have a good day at school?".
"Yeah it was okay, same old same old.", you said with a smile on your face.
"Honey have you been crying?", your mother questioned with a worried look spread across her face, "because your mascara is smeared all over your face."
Suddenly remembering that you had been crying while thinking of Jeff on the way home, you quickly made an excuse. "oh yeah, um the rain must of ruined my makeup."
Your mother looked at you suspiciously yet somehow understanding look and said "Well okay then, next time we go to the store I'll buy you some water proof makeup!". Your mom had always tried to comfort you when you felt sad about Jeff being gone. But she somehow made things worse. She'd say things like: you shouldn't be sad that he's gone, he's a murderer! you will make friends that are better than him. Of course you have other friends but none are anything compared to what Jeff was. Jeff just seemed like he genuinely cared about you.
You nodded and walked to your room. You set your backpack down on the floor and laid down in your bed. You listened to music for a little bit and then got really bored. You were about to play a game on your phone when you heard a loud thud against your window. You got up and looked out of your window only to see your new best friend Trinity staring up at you. "Open the window already!!", Trinity's muffled voice echoed through the room followed by another thud from a small rock that was thrown at the window.
"Okay, okay hold your horses." You open your window and Trinity climbs inside. "Jesus Trinity why can't you ever use the fucking door for once?", you say with an exasperated expression.
Trinity looks at you and rolls her eyes, while running a hand through her vibrant purple hair and screams, "Doors are too mainstream!!" You both look at each other and immediately burst out laughing. Ever since Trinity moved in next door to you, it's been a little easier for you to forget about Jeff.
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"Ha I can't believe how bad you suck at Mario cart!", Trinity says teasingly. "Hey I forgot I actually got something for you!", you say with mock excitement and put your hand in the back pocket of your black skinny jeans. You pull your hand back out and flip her off. "Surprise!!", you say and Trinity playfully slaps your arm.
You sit there for a few minutes arguing about your different Otp's when Trinity gets a text. She opens her phone and types out a quick reply. "What does it say", you ask curiously and peek your head over her shoulder. "My dad wants me to come home for dinner, I'll come see you sometime tomorrow okay?" she leans towards you and gives you a gentle hug. "Alright bye, see ya tomorrow" you say as she gets up and climbs back out the window.
Being alone again puts you in a sudden state of emptiness. The only person who could make you feel whole again is Jeff. You're pulled away from your thoughts when your mom yells that dinner is ready.
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Feeling satisfied from the delicious dinner you decide to throw on some shorts and an old faded blue t-shirt to sleep in. After brushing your teeth you lay in bed again and scroll through tumblr. The feeling of emptiness starts coming back to you. You find yourself feeling hopeless and decide to text Trinity in order to distract yourself.
TO TRINI-TURD:
Hey
No response. You set your phone down on the night stand next to you and begin to feel restless. You tend to get worried easily. You get up and pace around your room thinking of all the horrible possibilities as to why Trinity wasn't responding. Tears started to well up in your eyes. Whenever you were having a panic attack you would call Jeff and he would come over and cuddle with you and whisper calming words. But of course he's not here and you are alone.
You cover your face with your hands and let out a muffled sob as warm tears run down your face. You crawl back in bed and pull a blanket over your head . Your eyes close and you feel sleep begin to overtake you. But before you can fall asleep you here a deep and gentle voice. "You're not alone [y/n], I'll always be here for you." The mysterious voice says.
You yank the blanket off your face and hastily sit up. You glance around the dark room. There's no one to be seen. 'How pathetic, now I'm imagining someone comforting me' you think to yourself laying back down again and closing your eyes. But it sounded so real. Right before you drift off into a deep sleep you could swear you heard the sound of the window shutting...
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Authors note:
Hi guys, sorry it's been a while. I kind of forgot about creepy pasta but I'm starting to get into it again. I remembered this story and decided I'm going to continue writing it!! So expect updates regularly :3 I have big plans for this fic.
A big thanks to everyone who voted and commented on the last chapter it means a lot to me. Another big thanks to @punkkiller1234 for making me remember that I actually used to write stuff on wattpad XD.
Love you guys <3
