Jeff x reader Midnight Love

The little girl.

As you were wondering the creepypasta mansion you noticed a little girl who walked through the halls. She never talk to you she never actually ever said a word she would just stand there staring at you. One day you were brave enough to ask her for her name.

Jeff walked up to you and asked you who you were going to talk to. "Oh I was just going to ask that little girl her n..." she was gone she had disappeared from your sight. Jeff looked at you as if you were crazy but you knew you were everyone knows in the creepypasta mansion. Jeff looked you in the eye and asked, "Did she have long brown hair?" you nodded. He told you that the little girl who roams the halls was Sally. "She loves being creepy but most of all she always wanted to play with someone. 1 day before I was a creepy pasta I saw her. Apparently if a human sees her they are going to become a creepypasta. but little did I know that my creepypasta becoming would be this bad I was burnt bleached and had to well I didn't have to but I cut my face up."

Jeffs story creeped you out a little but at the same time was exciting you wish that you had got his creepy pasta instead of looking like a human and then every time you walked into the mansion getting called out and everyone thought you were a human. Jeff knew that feeling but at the same time he didn't he had more of an attitude than a regular human would he got a little ticked off every once in awhile and you knew that because you were getting really found of him you love him and he loves you but you guys never really dated or were boyfriend and girlfriend.

Slender walked up 2 hours later after Jeff left to go on a killing spree. Slender man had asked you a few questions about what you and Jeff were doing how long you were hanging around each other and what kind of activities you guys like to do."Well I do not like going on a killing spree but he does." you say upset that you have a little bit of a difference between each other. Slender man laughed and was happy that you two had a big difference. All creepypastas usually like to go on some sort of killing spree. But you were different you didn't like killing people you like bribing them into one of the creepy pastas traps so you were sort of killing them but at the same time not touching them killing them.

Hours later Jeff came home crying you wondered why he would be crying especially since he never cries because he is a creepypasta. He had a small little girl with long brown hair covering her face in his arms he was bawling. He said," I think sally is dead."