A New Creepypasta Love (Jeff the killerx Reader)

Unexpected? (Brutal warning)

You go back to your room to think about what has been happening.
School, your sanity, Jeff, Toby, everything.
You decide to change clothes and go to bed.
You need to rest, especially with everything that's going on.
You wake up feeling sick.
What the hell? I must be getting the flu.
What is it?
I'm just not feeling well.
It is flu season, so you decide to take the day off.
(y/bff/n) walks into your room.
"Hey, how are you doing?" she asks.
"I feel like shit." you answer.
"Well, that's not unexpected with your life being threatened."
"I feel sick, (y/bff/n). I think I'm getting the flu."
"Oh."
"And my life's not the only one being threatened. Jeff's life is also in jeopardy. I don't want any of us to die!
I-I can't deal with that again!" you shout.
"I know I died before, but why do you care about his life? He's the one who killed me. He also seems like a certified dick."
GET ME MY KNIFE!
Calm down, I'll explain to her.
"He and I are dating. He's well, he's the one who talked to me about moving here." you say.
"Oh, so you're dating hm?" she smirks.
"(y/bff/n)! Get your head out of the gutter!"
"But did you?" she asks.
You blush.
"Okay, okay. So we did, but why are you so interested?"
You can feel Jeff's embarrassment.
Sorry.
"Oh nothing! So I'm supposed to go on my first job today and I have to go with that Toby kid. I think he's kinda cute. Do you know if he likes anybody?"
"Well..." you pause for a moment, unsure of what you should tell her, "he likes me."
"When did this happen?!?!"
"After Jeff killed you..."
There's a long pause.
"Okay." she ends the silence.
She looks as if she had an "aha" moment.
"Have you even had the thought that you might be pregnant?" she asks blatantly.
"WHAT?!?!" you yell, offended.
"Well, you're not feeling well and you and Jeff...." she stopped.
Wait, WHAT?!?! I'M NOT READY FOR CHILDREN! I'M NOT READY TO BE A DAD!!!
I'M NOT READY TO BE A MOM!!!
Oh, God, what have I gotten myself into?
I don't know. We both did it so willingly...
"Could you buy me couple tests? I can't go out in public and we need to know for sure." you plead.
"I can't go out in public either. The public thinks I'm dead!" she yells.
Toby walks in.
"TOBY!" you shout in relief.
"What? When I walk in, it's always something!" he says.
"The police haven't gotten anything linking you to murders, right?" you ask.
"No...." he answers in an odd tone.
You explain to him what you need.
"Okay, okay. So you and Jeff had sex, you wake up feeling sick, and now you suspect your pregnant? I mean, it makes sense, but that's a lot to unload on a person, especially a male."
"I understand that, but I need this. I need you to get me a test." you plead.
"Fine, but you owe me one."
He winks.
Oh my fuck.
Well, soon we'll be able to know, at least. I really can't be a dad.
Jeff, just calm down. There's a possibility it's just the flu.
But I just have the feeling it's not the flu.
I'm just keeping that possibility in mind because, it's like you said, I can't be a parent! Not yet!
We don't even have other options because doctors know we're murderers.
Wait, if I am pregnant, who will have to deliver the child?
EJ will. He steals kidneys. He knows what to do.
"Oh, God. What is happening anymore?"
You can't take the sickness anymore, and you finally run to the nearest bathroom and vomit.
I feel like shit.
I know you do.
The minutes feel like forever until Toby gets back.
He throws a bag at you and walks away.
In the bag, there is a single pregnancy test.
You do the test and it comes back negative.
Hallelujah!
No child?
No child! It's just the flu. I still feel like something's wrong, though.
You walk out of the bathroom to hear a sound of pure joy coming from Jeff's room.
Toby was standing there, waiting.
"So I'm guessing it was negative?" he asks.
"Yes." you say, too happy to say anything else.
The next few days go by and the morning sickness doesn't leave.
You feel like shit, fatigued and tired all the time, waking up to only throw up.
You weren't getting any better, but you still thought it was the flu.
Tonight you were going out on a spree with Jeff.
You were still sick, but didn't care.
You were going back to your old self, not wanting to kill, so you needed to go out soon.
What is a creepypasta character that can't kill?
Nothing in the mansion.
You go out with Jeff to a small house.
When you run, you are noticeably slower than before.
When you get to the house, you both climb through a window and find a pair of lovers sleeping in a bed.
Look at them. They seem so happy.
Yes, they do. But we have a job to do (y/n).
You lift off the covers and find that the girl must be 8 months pregnant.
You get the feeling that says, "I can't do this."
I-I can't do this.
Not this again! Why do you think that?
She's pregnant, Jeff. I don't think I could handle it.
You're not going off about that again, are you?
Jeff...
I thought we discussed this! You even took a test!
You're right, but I think it might've been a bit early. I want to get another just to be sure.
Okay, we'll steal one from the store after this house. I'll even take the girl if you don't feel comfortable.
Okay, that would be better.
So Jeff took on the girl, and what he did was completely brutal.
He cut out her child and stuffed the dead fetus inside her head.
The sight of it makes you feel very sick.
You take care of the boy, quick.
It's not as brutal as normal.
You just wanted to get this over with.
You and Jeff go in front of the drug store and, luckily, it's closed.
You break through the window, jump inside, and find the pregnancy tests.
Two, just to be completely sure.
You have your tests, so let's go!
You both run back to the mansion.
You go inside the bathroom and do the tests.
Both come back positive.