𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 | Yandere Creepypasta X Reader

𝟶𝟶𝟹 : 𝚄𝙽𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂. . .

You are so tired. . .

So, so tired. . .

You wish to sleep, it is already dark outside, it should be time to sleep, right? Yes, your Mama said it is best to sleep when the stars are looking bright.

You are breathing heavily, your head was hazy and you feel like you have a headache. But your Mama said it is not possible for you to have a headache. You used to feel like your head was light and heavy at the same time and breathing heavily, but this time is different. Back then, when you felt like this, you would always feel hot, especially at your stomach, but this time, you did not feel hot. You feel cold, actually.

You also feel wet, why do you feel wet? It's like you have been dunked by lukewarm water and you look down at yourself to see that you're covered in black. Especially your hands. Your nails were sharp as well and it is dripping the same black color that stained you.

What is this? Why is this covering you? It is like black paint, but it does not feel like it. You look at your side and see a(n) [fav. animal] stuffed toy nearby. It is also stained by this black goo like substance. You quickly went over it to pick it up and hug it.

At least you have a friend with you right now.

You look at your side and see your Mama lying down on the floor, her eyes wide open and mouth agape. She looks scared.

. . .

You did not like that. . .

Why was your Mama scared? And why was she covered in so much of that black goo, especially around her chest and tummy? You. . . Did not ask. Your Mama seems to be sleeping even if her eyes are open. You think you can remember your Mama saying that she sometimes sleeps with her eyes open, so you guess this is just one of those times.

But why was she sleeping on the floor?

. . .

"I. . . I did not do that. . ." You pouted to your toy with a shake of your head. The toy only stared back at you and you huffed at it, "You're being a meanie! I did not do that! Mama is always weird anyways. . . . Don't tell Mama that though. She'd be really angry at both of us."

"Let's just. . . Go to bed. I didn't do that. Mama would clean the mess, it's mostly on her anyways."

« ••• »

You opened your eyes slowly, your head was hurting so much. It's like someone hit you on the head with a wooden spatula.

You massaged your head, trying to ease the pain with an annoyed groan. You feel so annoyed, angry and guilty for some reason. You blinked once, then twice.

Why are you annoyed? You can't remember any reason to be annoyed.

Why are you angry? Same with being annoyed.

Why are you guilty? You shouldn't feel guilty. You were only doing it for self defense. You were only protecting yourself to not get hurt. You shouldn't feel guilty, protecting yourself is only the right thing to do.

Self defense? What were you defending yourself from? You aren't in danger, you know that.

You purse your lips, trying to think and know why you are feeling these things but your head is only drawing blanks.

You shouldn't bother trying to remember.

Your head feels weird.

« ••• »

Eyeless Jack let out a quiet groan, rubbing his temple as he saw a vision of a certain woman which just added frustration to the headache that came before. Noticing the sudden and out-of-the-blue action, Doctor Archer arched his brow.