His sleeping Beauty, her saviour in a white hoodie (Jeff the killer x reader)

1. Nothing is as it seems

Hi I'm Y/N and I'm 15 years old.
I have H/C hair and E/C eyes.
Your probably wondering where it all went wrong, when my family became well...the hell it became. It all started when I was about 8 years old, I was happy with many friends, a happy family and amazing progress in school.
Well...then I came home to screams and yells of my mum and dad, my 13 year old brother Jake was hiding my six year old sister Sadie from the noise.
I heard the door slam and went downstairs...my dad was missing and my mum grabbed a bottle of wine and drank, she hasn't stopped since then, my dad kept leaving and coming home, clothes ruffled, hair a mess, lipstick stains on his collar and he was out breath, Jake was pressured into drugs and got hooked. The drugs messed with his head, forced him to see the world as he wanted it too. He uses it as a job rather than an escape from reality.

That was 5 years ago, Sadie is now 11 and is the only thing that is keeping me from running, Jake is 18 and has turned his room into a weed farm.
Ever since that day I changed, I wasn't the happy girl everyone knew and loved, I shut everyone out, I lost all my friends, my family faked everything when people were around and my grades slipped, I couldn't care less.
We moved to a rough estate where my brother got more involved with the drug business and used the change he got for food for us three, mum kept drinking about 3 full bottles a day.
Dad knows what he is doing, but he doesn't care. He doesn't care that he ruined this family by his stupid judgement. That is just the start of the hell that is life...I still have years to live and I don't ever think I'll live a normal happy life, with a normal happy family.

I wake up to another weekend from Satan himself, I dress in my F/C top and my jeans, I stick on some trainers and head downstairs, photographs line the walls of our hallway, photos of a happy family with fake smiles and fake lives. I smell the weed and head into the kitchen. Sadie is heading outside, Jake is smoking, mum is asleep with a bottle in her hand and dad is texting a random woman he is going to sleep with. I sigh as I follow Sadie to see some boys beating her up. She is crying and they run off. She sees me and smiles, she crosses the road and I froze.
I hear swerving of a car, a child's scream and voices. "HEY KID" the man yells at me. Tears refuse to fall.
"Call an ambulance" I say, my voice small. I walk over to Sadie. Her blood covers the car and her. Her blood splatters on my clothes as I stand next to her and bend down. She has no pulse. Her black hair falls past her shoulders and her green eyes lose that sparkle. My mum looks at me and then Sadie, my brother cries and picks up Sadie, everyone is crying but me...I refuse to cry, it wasn't what Sadie wanted. She wanted us to be happy, not to cry. My mum looks at me and slaps me. "YOU KILLED HER" she screams in a drunken rage. My brother takes my sister to the ambulance and let's them take her to the hospital. Sirens are heard and police arrive, after two hours they leave...no one was arrested or charged with the crime. My brother glares at my mum. "YOU STUPID LITTLE BITCH" my mum yells. "ALL I HAVE EVER DONE IS LOOK AFTER YOU AND YOU REPAY ME BY KILLING THE ONLY CHILD IN THIS HOUSE THAT IS WORTH ANYTHING!" Mum yells louder. She slaps me and snarls. She grabs her bottle. "I HATE YOU TOO YOU KNOW" I shout back. "hate?" She whispers. I step back. "I AM THE ONE WHO GAVE YOU LIFE, NEVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT" she yells.
I roll my eyes and she growls and glares at me. She heads upstairs. Jake looks at me and heads out to sell more weed. I sit alone in my room until I hear a whisper in the back of my head. A small tiny voice that I had to ignore
"Kill them" the voice says.