I was walking through the forest....panting....because i just ran no less than a mile through the woods, I'm not the most active person. "LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU IMMATURE SEXUALLY DEPRIVED STALKER!!" Honestly this whole thing has been making me unhinged. Every time i walk home from school i can just swear someone is watching me. Today I caught a glimpse of someone following me through back alleys no matter how many times I doubled back over the same path.
And so like any stupid person trying to avoid getting murdered or quite possibly raped I ran. Not the smartest idea but not the dumbest. The dumbest would have definitely been to confront this mysterious persons who's been watching me for several weeks. To stick by a person that much you have to be dedicated, and no person who's that obsessed is just going to leave me alone because I asked politely.
Being reasonable has saved my ass many times.
The leaves behind be rustled and I was thrown to the ground by a large person who then pinned me to the ground.
"Sexually deprived? How rude. I've just been watching a great, young body walk through town and got a little curious is all." I struggled beneth the man with my arms pinned behind my back I was trying to get my legs underneath myself to force him off.
He leaned his head down and blew in my face. "You may be trying to get free but your just turning me on. You should stop unless you want me to tear those slutty clothes off."
He laughed at my squinched up face. "Geeze I'm not really gonna rape you. Your too flat, but messing with you was fun. Relax. I'm gonna kill you not rape you." He dangled a knife in front of my face.
"YOU WANT ME TO RELAX WITH THAT FUCKEN KNIFE IN MY FACE YOU PSYCHOPATH!" his laugh was cut short when he was ripped from my body and thrown against a tree. I craned my head to see who had done it but all I saw was a tall guy in a hoodie. Why do I keep running into mental people? Can't i catch a break?
The guy came over and yanked me up as well as cutting the zip tie around my wrists with his own knife. When I looked back from my small injuries to the guys against the tree the one had stabbed the other to make him resemble a cheese grater.
"Holy shit!" The guy in the white hoodie whipped his head around to face me.
"Yo. Whats up?" I was shocked he just killed a man in front of me and acts like it was nothing. I wasn't sure how to respond. "Nothing much, you?"
"Eh, just killing some old fart who thought it was okay to target such a vial and vulger bitch such as you."
That was the start of an odd friendship. Jeff was an exception to my never get involved with crazy people rule. He made crazy fun and I loved it.
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Creepypasta one shots (Smut Can Be A Thing)
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