Mad House (Jeff the Killer X reader)

Chapter 1

Silence.
Pure silence.
It has been one year since the tragic incident.

*Flash back*
10 years. 10 years of hell. I thought it was going to be better. I thought I was gonna have a better life a better family. Boy was I wrong.
My parents had died when I was 5 years old, and I didn't have any other family that could take me in, so I became an orphan.
After a couple of months a "sweet" couple came and adopted me. The first couple of weeks were okay, they treated me like their own daughter. However not everything that shines is gold. Money became a huge problem. Through out the years they became more bitter. They had developed terrible addictions. My so-called-father turned to alcohol to cope with his problems. Everyday he comes home drunk. My so-called-mother is addicted to sex. She cheats on her husband and brings a new man to the house almost every day. Of course my so-called-dad is to drunk to do anything about it.
I remember the day I finally snapped. I had just come back from a bad day at school. It was the usual, most of the kids at school were making fun of me, and I had failed a couple of tests. I sat on my bed thinking that this world would be better off without me. I held back my tears, I wasn't going to cry over some stupid test or some annoying bitches. I went downstairs to the kitchen to find something good to eat. I looked around and found a bag of chips, I went into the living room to enjoy my bag of chips with some TV. However my "mom" was on the couch banging some dude. I walked back to my room trying to get the image out of my head, but this wasn't the first time I had caught my "mom" in the act.

"Y/n! y/n come in here right now!" a familiar slurred voice had called

I knew that it was my "father". I knew he was going to punish me. I walked into his room to see him finishing a bottle of vodka.

"You know the drill" he slurred

I bent down and waited for my punishment. He grabbed a whip and hit me three times.

"Go! And stay in your room" he ordered

I got up and walked to my room. This is how life was like for the past 11 years. I was use to getting punished for no reason, but I got use to the pain. What hurt me the most was that I could never be in a happy family ever again. I have tried telling the police and the orphanage, but they never listened. The head detectors at the orphanage told me that I was being ungrateful. The police had told me that they would try to do something about it, but they never did.

I fell asleep on my bed, sleep was my only escape from the cruel world. However tonight I was awaken by a strange sound. I woke up and looked around, I saw that my door was wide open. I usually leave the door closed. I got up and closed my door, but someone grabbed me and put their cold hand on my mouth.

"Don't make a sound or I'll smash your head against the wall" a mysterious voice had said

He let me go, and I quickly turned around to see who the intruder was.
The man looked very familiar, then it hit me, it was the man that my "mother" was with.
He grabbed my hair and pinned me to the bed.

"You know what they say like mother like daughter" the man said

He grabbed my pants and tried to pull then down. I screamed and kicked him in the face. A soon as the bastard fell I grabbed my small lamp from my nightstand and smacked him in the face. I saw blood coming out of his head, but for some reason I wasn't satisfied. I kept hitting the man until he was dead.
My mom burst through the door yelling.

"What did you do?!" she yelled.
Before I could say anything, she began to cry. "You ungrateful little bitch! I gave you everything! "

"He tried to rape me!" I protested
I couldn't believe her! She was protecting that perverted man!

"No wonder your parents left you!" she yelled

"They didn't leave me! They died in a car accident!"

She chuckled "That's what they made the police tell you, truth is they never wanted you. You were getting in their way. You are a mistake, a bother. You were the gum stuck to their shoe."

I grabbed the lamp and hit her with it.

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" I screamed

I threw the lamp on the ground, I grabbed my calligraphy pen and stabbed my so called mother in the eye multiple times.
I got up and walked to my "father's" room. He was fast asleep, he could sleep through anything. I walked to his closet to get the whip. The whip that he hit me with earlier that day.

"This is for all the times you hit me and made me feel like nothing" I hit him with the whip.
He quickly opened his eyes.
"What the hell are you doing?!" he yelled while messaging his head.

I whipped him again and again until he grabbed the whip from my hands.
"Stop it y/n!"

"No!" I yelled and kicked him in the stomach. He fell to the floor holding his stomach.
Then suddenly I heard sirens. The room was lit with red and blue lights.
I was running out of time. I looked around trying to find a weapon, then I saw one of my "dad's" weights. I picked it up and walked over to my so called father, and bash the weight on his face over and over.
I heard banging on the door but I didn't even flinch I just kept on hitting him.

Then a cop burst through the door. "Y/n Nocenti you are under arrest for the murder of Mr. and Mrs. Nocenti and Mr. Lobdell. You have the right to remain silent everything you sa-"

"THAT'S NOT MY LAST NAME"I yelled

One of the officers handcuffed me "Miss y/n please calm dow-"

"NO NO NO NO" I screamed while trying to shake the officer off me.

The officer tighten his grip on me, and I started screaming.

*End of flash back*

I had convinced the judge that I was insane. Instead of going to jail I was sent here to this madhouse.

Author's Note:
You will meet Jeff the killer in the next chapter. Thanks for reading <3