Creepy pasta one shots

Clockwork x female reader

The bell rang signalling the school day had ended. you started walking out of school, you took a shortcut near the back of the school building. That's when you heard three girls giggling. Suddenly three girls stepped in-front of you, blocking your way.

"you fucking skank, Stay away from my boyfriend!"
You were shoved against the wall roughly by two girls, the third girl held scissors in her hands. You were thrashing your body around trying to break free, it was a real struggle for the third girl to chop off a chunk of your hair like she planned. From the corner of your eye you can see a woman wearing a white tank top, a green sweater, and a basic pair of jeans.

She was slowly walking towards the struggle between you and the other three girls. She was no longer in view as your head was held in place by the girl holding the scissors. She started to cut a chunk of your hair off laughing like a hyena. The girl threw your hair back in your face and then the three of them started to walk away. As you slumped down to your knees in shock a ticking noise began getting closer to you. The woman stepped in front of the three girls, she spoke with hatred seeping from her throat.

"I hate girls like you, Your time is up."
A bloodthirsty voice spoke, then sudden shrill screams had distracted you from your thoughts. You squeezed your eyes closed and covered your ears In horror, what the hell was going on?! somebody was ever so slowly approaching, their shoes were squeaking with every step. Suddenly the steps stopped right in front of you, a figure was looming over you. The scent of blood caused you tense your body.

The woman standing over you then walked to your side and picked you up in her arms like a bride. You wrap your arms around her neck, if you cling to her she couldn't drop you. and glanced into her eyes momentarily, There was one green eye but there was also a clock ticking inside her socket... you had this gut feeling that she meant no harm. Of course you were still weary about her, yet you felt yourself blossoming a friendship with the murderer holding you.
The woman carried you all the way to your neighbourhood with ease. She was walking at a leisurely pace, by the time your house came in view it was darkening outside.

"You know, I never got your name."
You spoke softly feeling drowsy from the mental torment earlier in the day. By then the three girls would have been found by the cops, mutilated. you pushed this thought out of your mind, you thought ignoring everything would help.

"It's Natalie, you seem scared. Why is that?"
She spoke softly nearing your doorstep. Her question startled you, she was so spot on.

"Was it obvious..?"
You meekly answered.

"Yes, I can feel your heartbeat against mine you know."
Natalie giggled as she set you down onto your feet on the porch. You glance up at her with admiration, of course her ways of defending you were brutal and scarring but she was oddly caring towards you. Natalie starts to turn away to leave but you suddenly grip her hand with your own.
She stops walking and turns around, she glances up at you.

"I don't want you to go."
You spoke softly feeling butterflies fluttering around in your stomach. Her face melted and She smiled at you softly. Natalie leaned in, she placed her hand onto the back of your hand and planted a light kiss onto your forehead. Your face flushes a bright red hue seeing her loving gaze.

"I can't stay, but you don't have to either."
She spoke softly as she holds your face with her hands. You look at her with confusion, Natalie smiles softly.

"Come with me."
She intertwined her hands with yours as she pleaded with you. You felt like you had no choice, you were wanted by somebody. You just had to go with Natalie. You started to follow behind her as she started walking away from your house. The two of you held hands, her calluses were rough against your soft skin.