About a Girl: Jeff the Killer x Reader Story

Can't go to sleep

You were hunched over in pain as you moved towards the bathroom to get cleaned up before bed. The kettle was already going in the kitchen so you could fill your hot water bottle and hopefully relieve you of some of this agony that was in your abdomen.

That's right, you were on your period and the cramps were hell.

"Fuck" You swore softly as another wave of immense pain plunged in your core. You hated this time of the month, the punishment for being a good girl and not falling pregnant.

Done in the bathroom, you retrieved your hot water bottle to fill it up and placed it upon your abdomen. You were the last to go to bed in your household so you shut off the lights and returned upstairs to your room. Taking your bra off as you didn't like to sleep with it on, you got into bed and struggled to get some sleep.

Eventually the pain dimmed and you drifted off into a deep sleep. Unbeknownst to you a killer had just climbed through your bedroom window with a knife in his hand. Jeff the Killer in fact. He walked forward with the knife aimed high and was about to strike when he heard you emit a whine of pain.

Jeff froze in his tracks, thinking that you were waking up. You were turned on your side so he couldn't see your face, all that was of view to him was your silky (H/C) hair spread out across the pillow. He heard you groan and you turned over so that you were lying on your back. It was then Jeff saw that you were not wearing a shirt or bra as the covers had dropped low so that your chest was now exposed. The killer's eyes widened more than they already were and he smirked.

"Ah, please...no more" You groaned still half asleep.

It took Jeff a split second to realize that you were in pain and by the way you were gripping your abdomen, he could guess what it was. He didn't know why but for some reason he cared, he just wanted to make you feel better and crush the pain. Ever since he saw your face when you turned over he thought that you were absolutely beautiful, he had never seen you this close up before.

Dropping the knife absentmindedly, Jeff strode over to you bed and climbed on top of you so that his knees were at either side of your legs. Propping you up against your headboard behind you, he recovered your chest with the sheets.

You groggily woke to the feeling of being shifted. Your eyes were slits as you were still half asleep. However, you felt the presence of someone close to you, right near your face. Your opened your eyes a little more to see someone staring back down at you. Shock ran over your body, you didn't know if it was a dream or reality as you still felt heavy sleep. You felt the person cup your face and press their forehead to yours.

"Shh, it's alright. I got you" The person whispered. It was a boy and he sounded around your age.

Still in a sleepy daze you squinted, feeling that you recognized him. The hoodie, the scratched in smile. You doubted yourself, thinking that he was just a made up story. If it really was him then it meant a lot of other things were real too.

"J-Jeff?" You asked, just getting it out there.

Jeff tensed a little before relaxing and taking your hands into his "Yeah?"

You couldn't believe it, the guy from Creepypasta...who was also a killer. A million questions would have been running though your mind right then if another shock wave of pain hadn't hit.

You groaned in pain and gripped your stomach.

"Ahhhhhh" you moaned

"(Y/N), it's okay. It'll be over soon" Jeff cooed to you, your forehead's touching

You didn't even care about how he knew your name as another wave of pain came and you grabbed the nearest thing to you which was his shoulders, unintentionally pulling him closer.