Night Light °a jeff the killer x male reader story

Resident °Prt 9

*its been awhile since jeffs been living in my attic, atleast i assume hes still there. I cant exactly check. Ive been slipping plates up there and when i sleep i hear him finally wake up and eat, he sounds like he struggles to keep much in his mouth. It is gross to hear and ive learned not to give him slippery food like egg white and geletine feeling foods. He seems to enjoy uncarbonated drinks, assmuning from the glasses i get back. I have come to peace that i might be housing a absolute freak. All i know something is wrong with his mouth based on his food intake and hes injured. I have come up with the theory he broke in more permanently because of the harsh snow. Also i think he has a slight sensitivity to cold temperatures. He gets louder with his footsteps and groaning if i turn the heater down.*

*i wonder what I'll do when i have to return to school, sam. Ive forgotten a bit about sam. Ive been occupied with the grown man in my attic... Well damn* then as i sat on my bed updating my own mind on the current life events i heard knocking on the attic walls. "what do you want?" i say at a elevated speaking volume. Then the first aid kit fell from the stairs, bouncing off the steps until rolling on my bed from missing a step. *i take it and notice the brown stains on the red canvas fabric. I zip open the case and bring up the top, everything was misplaced out of the sleeve and just shoved back in the bag. *he's used all the pain medication and all the bandages. The pack of needle and thread i noticed were bent and stretched probably due to frustration.* "what?! You want me to help you or something?!." i said back and he knocked on the wood again. "how?." i asked and he didnt do anything to answer. I flinched as i heard a long creak, flinching my eyes shut. The creaking became louder, i think he was sitting up.

I hold my breath, crawling back to the edge of the bed. Jeff stomped onto the second step, his leg was long and incredibly lanky. A worn classic pair of converse half covered by long black jeans. My chest tightened, *i always wanted to see jeff, but now that i think he is gonna show himself is freaking me out.* I exhale slowly as he turned his ankle with the flow of the step, he other leg came with, slow and a low grunting coming from his physical movements. His left leg which is the last he had brought down curled up as his torso came down with his. Heel to his back pocket. He went down another step, his arm went through the step and held onto the step. His upper body, lanky waist and long arms were hugged by a off white hoodie. The rim of his clothes were all almost undone, the thread lose and eaten away. His head was resting on the attic floor still but the minute he lifted it up long black strands of hair fell down his back to his waist.*i wasnt expecting long hair, or him looking so young.* his sleeves were pulled up to his elbows, *his skin was a white?.* my frozen state got snapped awake by him grunting.

"you want me to come over there?" i say, not sure why i did. He tensed up, his hands gripping the stairs, his knuckled turning paler then his already drained skin. "jeff?" i asked, i dont think he liked me talking to him. He shivered a bit, gripping at his abdomen and letting go of the stairs in the same motion. I stood up a bit and he turned his face away from my vision. I heard soft laughing, i think he was nervous. I walk closer, slipping around to the side of the steps. His white hoodie was deep brown with blood coming from his abdomen. I kinda held his inner elbow, trying to get him to let go of his injury. His skin was leathery but also felt like when you put baby powder on yourself. He started breathing with fast and shallow inhales. I let go and he dragged himself down another step with his heel. "dude calm down." i say and he flinched at my voice, he was also still letting out occasional laughs. I step back not letting him out my vision as i grab the first aid kit and put it on the step. "dude please i cant work with you if you're so high up." with those words said he sat up and held onto his stomach while gripping his own face. He shuffles down the steps and stumbled over and sat down on my bed. *well that was good progress.*

I walk over while having regrabbed the first aid kit. I sat next to him, "can you please lay down?." i asked and he did so, but also grabbing a pillow to cover his face. I ignored that as he used both his hands to hold it down onto himself. I slowly lifted his hoodie, met with a black shirt i lifted that too. His torso was full of scars, tightening the white skin around their red selves. I liften both layers of clothes up to below his chest. My eyes trailed back down to his wrapped up waist, *damn his waist was skinny. So was his ribs. I could describe them as lanky,but he was also just a bit underweight. I lifted one of the bandages, slipping out the tail below it as i started unwrapping it. He really had used the entire roll*. I got three quarters of the way to the end when the bandages started looking brown, then transitioned to blood red as i got nearer to the end. I found the end tail and plopped the pile of bandages beside me. His side was slashed open, the cut leading to just above his belly button. I placed a hand on his upper stomach but he flinched making me remember and retract quickly. I went back to the wound. "you need stitched dude." i say and he grunted. "cmon you can do this." i say and his chest hicked up as he sniffed in the pillow. "dude are you crying?" i ask and he shoke his head into the pillow. I openn the first aid kit and looked for the disinfectant. I got a cotton pad and held it to the lid as i poured it into the white cotton, the fibers quickly turning green with the stuff. I put the bottle on the step. First i went around the edge, mainly getting the dried blood off before i started cleaning the actual wound. His legs kept lifting up as his torso twisted probably from pain. I put my leg over his qnd my knee on his chest after getting frustrated with him. I get the needle and medical thread. I squished the two walls of skin together and slowly pierced the skin, *surprisingly he didn't mind this part all too much. He only disliked the touching. Or i assume he didnt like it*

I finished 4 stitched, half the wound was closed and he was breathing deeply and shakily. I rubbed his stomach comfortingly as i went back with three more. I went back over the closed slit with disinfectant making his keg fight mine to go up. I get the bandage he used and cut off where it started turning brown and wrapped it around his waist, before securing it with a safety pin. "you're good to go." i say and he peeked up from the pillow showing a quarter of his face, just the eye.

It was creepyily wide and his pupils were tight. The rim was black. "you wanna go back up?" i ask, knowing that eye will give me a hard time sleeping. He switched sides and layed onto the heater on the side of my bed, the pillow still on his face. "mind taking your shoes off then?" i ask and he kicks off his converse, since he had tied them three holes too low i guess they were lose. He pulled his shirt down again and threw the blanket completely over himself. I exhale, i really just stitched a human up. I stand up.

*i should go shower. *