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

2. Him

I sit upstairs in my room. The voices not stopping. "They don't care about you, not even Jake could care. Kill them" the voices say. I close my eyes and curl into a ball. "Y/N HURRY UP" my mum yells. I grab my jeans and a plain F/C top and walk downstairs.
I see my mum glaring at me.
"I'm heading out" she says and shuts the door. I sigh and head upstairs. Jake follows and stands in the middle of the door. "H-hey" he says. I look at him.
"What do you want Jake?" I ask.
He smiles. "Oh I think you know" he says. I look at him and he comes closer.
He grabs me as I try to move away and looks at me. "I w-wanna show you some-something" he says. I squirm and pull away. I hear the front door.
"Dad's back" I say. Jake laughs.
"So what?" Jake says and moves closer.
I hear my mum scream and two thuds. Jake looks at me. He smiles and leans closer. I grab the closest object I have and hit him over the head with it.
He snarls. "You slut, GET BACK HERE" he yells as I race into the bathroom. I search all of the cupboards while Jake tried to break the door down. I look outside and see a hooded figure. He waves and runs into the forest. I hear the banging die down and head out of the room. I race downstairs with him on my trail. I race into the kitchen and alcohol is all over the floor.
My brother had a metal can of gasoline.
I stare at him as he drops it and looks behind me. I look around and see my mum and dad's lifeless bodies on the floor. A note is on the wall. I grab it.

Dear Y/N

Meet at the edge of the forest at 8pm tonight and I'll show you who I am, otherwise I will make you go to sleep...and I know how much you don't want that

From,
             J

I tuck the note into my jeans and look at my brother. I grab a kitchen knife as he races towards me. I stick out the kitchen knife I got off the counter and close my eyes. His body drops to the floor and he laughs. I see a flame and he throws the lighter. The place begins to burn and I race to my room. The time is 7:48pm. I see the fire climbing up the stairs slowly. I grab a bag full of clothes that are black and F/C and sling it over one shoulder. I try opening the window but it gets jammed halfway.
"They are dead, THEY ARE FINALLY GONE"  the voice shouts. I see the fire and all of a sudden I kick the glass of the window and it smashes. I jump through it, not caring for the cuts made from the glass and run from the fire.
At the edge of the forest I look back.
The house is aflame and sirens can be heard from a distance. A hand covers my mouth "Finally, I get to meet you" a male voice says. A knife is under my throat. "Now... I'm going to let you talk ok, but you try to run and I can gut you" he says. The hand is removed.
"Who are you?" I say. He laughs.
"I'm the one who sent that little note, I'm Jeff by the way" he says.
"Y/N" I say. I turn and see him.
He has rings around his unblinking eyes, his carved smile expands when he does, his skin so pale. He smiles.
"C'mon let's go" he says. I frown.
"I'm not going anywhere with you" I say. His smile drops. "Excuse me...you're coming with me whether you like it or not, unless you wanna go to a care home...your choice kid" Jeff says.
"I'm not a kid...and why the hell do you need me?" I ask. He sighs.
"Slenderman wants girl creepypasta's
and you my lucky girl have gotten picked" Jeff says. We walk further into the forest. I steal glances of him as we walk. He seems ok, not like the monster he is portrayed as.
"Welcome to your home" Jeff says as he opens the door.