Creepy As They Get ( Creepypasta x reader )

Part 13

  "Damn it Jeff, get out of my way!" L.J. yells, barring his sharp teeth, attempting to push Jeff out of the way. "I thought I sense your mono-colored a$s around here!" Jeff growls, keeping L.J. at bay. L.J. growls, tossing Jeff back a bit. "Play fair Jeffy! I just want to have a little fun!" L.J. says, jumping at Jeff. "Hands off L.J.! ____'s mine!" Jeff growls, swinging his knife at L.J. Your face turns red from Jeff's words. "If anyone gets to kill _____! It's me!" Jeff continues, you smack yourself at that comment. "Duh, of course that's what he meant." you say to yourself, wincing from your injuries.

You then feel Ice cold hands grab you, picking you up into their arms. You nearly scream, but the pain in your ribs didn't allow you to do so. Your eyes closes at the cold sensation holding you, unable to fight them off. You open your eyes slowly to see Ben there. "B-Ben, w-where did you come from?" you ask, a bit shocked, "Sup, _____." He says nonchalantly, watching L.J. and Jeff just throwing insults or attacks at each other, the sound of Jeff's knife reverberate of the trees.

They continue to attack seemingly even strength, though L.J. had more of an upper hand on Jeff. Minutes pass, neither of them showing any sign to exhaustion, though in pain you're annoyed by Ben holding you in his cold arms. You blush, feeling the heat rise in your face as you attempt to push away from him. "Down.... please" you say, trying not to sound all embarrassed. "No, you're hurt." He says blankly, holding you closer.

Jeff grunts, getting knocked out of the way. L.j. takes the opportunity to launch at you and Ben. Ben acts quickly, leaping out of the way of the monochrome clown. A cloud of dust hitches up, hiding L.J. from your view. He crackles, and emerges from behind the cloud of dust, his claws at the ready and aiming at Ben. Jeff charges out of nowhere, tackling shoulder first into L.J. They start each other down, the clown no longer enjoying this annoyance.

Something moves out of the corner of your eye, Ben's arms holding you tighter. You look over to see the very tall Slenderman, with his arms crossed obviously annoyed. "ENOUGH!" He snaps with a booming voice, that shakes the ground roughly. His appendages emerge out, quickly wrapping around Jeff and L.j. He restrains them and without saying another word, walks off with the two as they continue give death glares at each other.

Ben, who is still refusing to let you down, starts following Slender. You grumble, but accept defeat. You have no energy to fight back anyway, seeing that your ribs hurt more than they did before thanks to them being nearly crushed. Once reaching the house, Slender quickly teleports with the two killers. When you're carried in, Splendor how obviously is crying, comes running over to you like you were his lost child. He gently snatches you from Ben, who kind of just laughs at Splendor's reaction.

He gently sets you down on the couch. "W-what hurts!? Hoodie, Masky and Toby came bashing in saying you're hurt and taken away!" Splendor asks in panic, looking over you. He sees the deep cut on your hand from when you grabbed the branch, and quickly goes to find the first aid. Smexy clears his throat, "Well, with my brother acting like a moron. May I see your wounds?" he asks calmly, waiting for your answer.

"I-I I'm fine." You stutter out, but wince a bit.

"Clearly, you're not my dear. The least I can do, is heal the minor cuts." he prods, still remaining where he stands.

You stare at him, unsure how to reply. You sigh and nod your head. He grins, slowly walking to you. He kneels down, gently grabbing your hand. You close your eyes, too shy to look. You feel his tongue glide over your hand, shuttering at the strange sensation. You feel a kiss on your cheek, making you jump back, only to wince again.

"As I thought..." Smexy whispers, footsteps dashing into the room.

"B-b-brother, shoo! ____'s hurt don't bug 'em!" Splendor snaps, making Smexy move. He quickly grabs your hand and sighs in annoyance seeing the wound gone.

"____ my dear, if you could lift the hoodie..." Smexy says nonchalantly.

"BROTHER! LEAVE NOW!" Splendor growls, the usually cheerful Splendor now with a frown.

You sign, and lift part of the Hoodie you're still wearing and show them your ribs. Splendor gasps, examining your ribs carefully. He sighs, but his worried face changes to a smile. "They're badly bruised, nothing broken. Though you'll need to take it easy." He says, looking like he's about to cry again.

Splendor suggests you go upstairs and change the rest of your clothes into something dry. Agreeing with that idea, you go up to your room to go change out of the rest of the wet clothes. As you reach the top stair, you could hear yelling from Slender's office. The house shaking a bit, and the lights flickering; the house creaks, almost as if the old run down place would break any second. You feel a bit fatigued when reaching your room, slowly getting out of the wet clothes and into some spare dry ones.

You yawn trying to fight the dreary feeling, and in response lay down just for the second, but ended up falling asleep. You're awoken up by Masky, and behind him a very quiet, Hoodie. You blink, and shake off the sleepy feeling. "Yes?" you ask weakly as you woke fully, staring at both of them in the mostly dark room.

Hoodie points at you, remaining silent. You give him a confused look, looking down noticing you're still in his hoodie. "Oh sorry, must of passed out. After the whole ordeal." You scramble, and went to take if off ,but then stop. "Are you going to hold my hoodie hostage?" Hoodie said quietly, but some annoyance in his tone. "Ummm that's not it..." you say, your voice trailing off.

"What is it then?" he asked, getting short temped. "I, ummm don't have anything else on under...." you say, blushing up a storm. Hoodie stiffens up, then sighs "ok ok, hurry up and change. It's weird not having my hood on." he says, and walks out of the room. Masky shrugs with a chuckle and follows him, shutting your door.

"That is somewhat embarrassing," you say, slipping out of his Hoodie and putting a shirt on. "But you know being here is defiantly interesting. When you ignore the fact that you could be killed any second with little to no warning." You say out loud, then shrug, you open your door and see Hoodie pop his head out of his room, you scoff at the sight, shaking your head, handing him his Hoodie. He yanks it away, and retires back to his room.

***

You wake up early morning again, unable to see well in the dark. You head down stairs slowly, glance at someone on the couch, about to turn to the kitchen you double back and freeze seeing L.J. just chilling on the couch. He lets out a laugh, and waves to you, "Morning, Dove." he says, that stupid grin forming on his face. "Dove?" you say to yourself, lifting a brow. "Last night was fun we should do it again sometime!" He says with a wide grin and a laugh. "How about no." you reply, shaking a bit from fear. You slowly back away into the kitchen.

To your surprise, Splendor and Slender are awake making food. Well, Splendor is making food, Slender is scratching his head, reading the recipe in his hand. Splendor turns to see you standing the indoor way and waves. "Good morning, ____! Wanna help us make breakfast?" He asks, smiling at you with puppy eyes. You smile and nod, Slender, however didn't say a word and lifts the piece of paper closer to his face. "Great! Can you help my brother make the ___ (pick a recipe)___?" He asks, Slender huffs "I can figure it out!" He hisses to his brother.

You walk over closer to the both of them, you grab the ingredients you know the recipe calls for. You go to look at the recipe, but Slender is still holding it up to his face. You sigh, and gently tug his sleeve, you feel a bit nervous for some reason. It could be that you two haven't really said a word to each other, or that at times he is close your mark would burn.

"C-can I see the recipe, please?" you say with a bit of shyness in your tone. "Oh...yeah here." He says, and lowers it to you. Just as you're reading through the recipe you heard a loud bang! Followed by voices yelling at each other. Sounds, like Jeff and maybe L.J. fighting. You hear Slender sigh agitated,"I need to tend to that mess, Can you two finish on your own?" he says, and walks out of the kitchen without a reply.

You and Splendor finish making the food, then Splendor leaves to set up the table in the other room. You release he forgot to grab the plates, you reach for the top shelf with your good arm where the plates are. You lower them down, but realize they're a bit too heavy than you anticipated. They start to wobble, fall towards you. You gasp, watching in slow motion as they descend. Your body is yanked away from the falling plates as they come down with a loud crash, shattering into pieces.

"Idiot! Next time ask someone else to help!" Slender says, still holding onto your waist. "S-s-sorry." you manage to stutter out, feeling a bit flushed. Slender lets go of you rather quickly, and fixes his suit. "J-just go, wake people up for food. I'll have Toby clean this." he says and walks out of the room quite quickly. You sigh and look down at the mess you caused.

As you go down the halls you see Jack is already awake, reading the newspaper like always; which always is quite weird seeing that he doesn't have eyes. You head up stairs first and wake Masky and Hoodie, then head back down to get Ben. As you went to knock on his door, it swings open and there stands a still very sleepy Ben. "Hey ___" Ben says in a sleepy voice, "Morning.... foods ready." You say, almost half tempted to poke his sleep face, but resisted the urge.

You didn't even bother with Smexy's door, don't need to see whatever is sleeping on the other side anyway. You head out to see L.j. and Jeff glaring each other down. You grin getting a funny idea, and went over to Jeff and whispered "If you two keep staring at each other, everyone will think you're a couple." You say, and snicker. "Shut up!" Jeff says, and glaring you down. "Well, how about instead of a stare down, why don't you challenge him to the racing game?" you say, knowing Jeff couldn't turn that idea down.

"Fine! Let's go, asshole winner gets claims over _______." Jeff yells, and starts the game. You just smack your face, shaking your head and walk away. "Those two are annoying. What is with this whole claiming shit anyway? Whatever." you say with a frown.