The killers III

Chapter 18: Making a new Creepypasta pt 1

Jeff's pov

"Thank you." I said to Lyric as I walked to Jane's grave.

"Hi, Jane. Miss me?" I said.

"How are you going to help me?" Lyric asked behind me.

I turned around.

"I'm going to torment you till you become a creepypasta." I said.

"No. I'm leaving." Lyric said turning around getting ready to leave.

"Don't you want to be with Beau?" I asked.

"Yes, but why do I need to become a creepypasta?" Lyric asked.

"I need something from the creepypasta world." I said.

"Why can't you just go yourself?" Lyric asked.

"I'm not a creepypasta anymore." I said.

"So what? You use me to go to your home?" Lyric asked. 

"No and yes. I'm only going to be in there for like five minutes." I said.

"How is this supposed to help me?" Lyric asked.

"I don't know if it will but it will show if Beau cares enough for you to love you the way you seem you do." I said.

Lyric put her head down then left.I went to the attic and put on my hoodie. I pulled out Lyric's phone that she dropped when we were escaping. I texted everyone to come here for a surprise. A few hours later to my surprise everyone I texted came. I welcomed everyone to my house then cut the power. As people started freaking out, I started stabbing everyone and laughing. I put the lights back on. I dragged them into the dinning room. I pulled out guts of some, some eyeballs  out of some and craved smiles into them all. I called Lyric's home phone.

"What did you do?!" Lyric yelled.

"Come and I'll show you." I said laughing then hanged up.

A few minutes, Lyric walked in and see the blood and screams.

I came behind Lyric and walked her to the dinning room.

"Welcome to your party." I said. 

Lyric screamed as she saw her friends and family dead. She turned around.

"You are a monster! How could you?!" Lyric screamed as she went to leave crying.

"We aren't done yet." I said grabbing her arm pulling her back.

She looked at me.

"Isn't this enough?" Lyric asked crying.