Night Light °a jeff the killer x male reader story

The Boy °Prt 15 (mini)

I woke up in the dark, my room cold and id been ripped of any blankets but also had more space than ever, the heater to myself. Where was jeff?.
I grabbed onto the mattress seeking company as i opened my eyes again, my head pounding from sleeping too long. I looked around, nothing but black i couldnt see my own hand if it was an inch away from my own face. I heard the window creaak open with shoes hitting the floor, breathing on the urge to cough, the white glow of the snow outside highlighting the intruder. I frown, why would jeff leave and come back like his friend wasn't after his neck then the figure turned, and suddenly my blood ran cold.

This wasnt jeff.

Two orange orbs looked down at me as a light suddenly shawn down on me as the man held a light on me then clicked it off and walking past my bed and going up in the attic. I was too scared to confront him, maybe he was after jeff...... How would i know?. He hopped up into my attic and i heard footsteps as he scratched around, i was ice cold from the open window, my skin lining with bumps as i leaned on the heater, only in a tanktop i shouldve taken my mums advice to dress warmer to bed for the winter.

I saw a flashlight go on as he came back down and into my bathroom, lookin around after banging the door handle against the wall as he opened it. He retreated and shawn his light back on my and then under my bed before hopping back out the window onto the pipe of the side of my house and probably to the woods. I exhale, panting as i regain my guts. I heard a sudden whine from the closet, "jeff?" i whispered out and he pushed the door open and closed the window, he suddenly went to my desk and crouched down to go through my drawers, he then came back to the window and started wrapping the handle bases in wire, conjoining them. He breathed out a sad moan, his crying noises were so out of place i felt a hole form in my stomach, something in my brain was telling me jeff was too.... Odd too be human, it made me feel panicked, in danger. The same man who had a speech impediment earlier was making my gut turn now. "just go to sleep..." he whispered, hands pressed against the glass, his body heat making the glass fog. In the reflection of him glaring out at the trees, his eyes were all i could see. His pupils werent moving, he turned his head like a surveillance camara, his eyes ringed in black and his pupils lifeless....

He hummed, his nail tapping on the glass before he shut the curtians, the room flooding with black. He knew i no longer coulf view his face and i kept in a gasp as i felt him climb onto the bed behind me and i moved up as he nested next to me, i turn on my side. I stayed quiet for aslong as he was facing me from behind, waiting for him to turn over.

I felt his hand snake around my bicep as he sat up, suddenly i felt his breath hot and moist right close to my ear. I slip out a gasp as he continued. "i told you to sleep......" he whispered, his voice hurting my ears in the dead silent night, my body hypersensitive from panic. "ok..." i whispered back and he turned over, leaving a cold spot on my arm.

(i need requests for future events in chapters before he shows his face)... (plz)
(also currently going through a jeffrey mason obsession but not in a weird way.)