Why...? ( Eyeless Jack X Male!Reader

Oh...fuck... Part 1

A/N: I've suffered many years with Paranoia, so I just decided it would make it better!

[B/S/N] = Brother or Sister's name

You heard of those dumb Creepypasta stories right? Well, I did too. We always thought they were fake, or not real. But, they always haunted our minds. The long nights we would spend staying awake and reading paragraph after paragraph, story after story. Keeping you awake and paranoid.

I was like that, always sceptical, and laughing about how fake it all was. Boy, was I wrong. Now I've always suffered from paranoia, ever since I was a young teen, I was diganosed with it and a few other things. It always made me hear and see things, and made me take extreme measures to make sure that I was not to get in trouble with my family or anything. I would constantly delete conversations, photos, and hide things. That's just during the day. It gets so much worse at night. I've gone days without sleep in fear of those horrible creatures in those stories getting me, or Jeff the killer slicing a smile into my face.

But it's all fake... right?

It was a normal night for me. Reading and watching creepy things, and enjoying the old classics I've read so many times. It was about three in the morning before I decided to try and sleep. I haven't slept in a few days, and it's been taking quite a toll on me. I have suggested to my parents for sleeping pills to help with my insomniac like nature, but they wouldn't get it until next week. Great. I slinked myself to my bed and collapsed. My head rested on my pillow and I shut my eyes. Thinking of the many things that crossed my mind.

How was the earth made?

Who even came up with language, how?

Are creepypastas really real...?

A sudden crash in my room made me jolt and open my eyes.

"Ugh, Damn it, [b/s/n]... If this is another one of your stupid pranks I will stab you." If it was your sibling, and dear god you hope it is, you wouldn't really hurt them. That much anyway. You stared around your dark room and cursed lightly under your breath. Swinging your legs to side of your bed standing up, you clumsily walked to your light switch. "Where... are... Aha!" You said turning on your light. You smiled and quickly turned back looking towards your bed. You glare up at the tall figure that stood in the corner of your room, with your vase shattered beneath his shoes and his head titled towards you. You couldn't speak, fear ate at your insides, and you did not feel like dying today.