The Killer Inside Jeff The Killer x Reader Book 2 (Old)

The Fear Of Knowing

A/N: I am back! And with more content than ever! I'll be updating my stories as soon as possible. I'm sorry to those who have been waiting for over a year I had some health issues. I became fatally ill and I was in and out of hospitals and suffering from major health problems. It was so bad that I couldn't even get out of my own bed most of the time. So I'm glad that all of you were patient and understanding. I promise from now on I'll try to update at least one of my stories at least once a week. I get writers block too. Now enough of my rambling and back to the story!!!!! Bye my lovely roses!!!!

*Warning: From this Part on will have swearing and possible sexual content. You have been warned.

I have been here for over a week now and I still don't know everyone that well. Hell I still get lost even looking for anywhere. I get lost finding the bathroom, kitchen, my bedroom, etc.. Oh well. One day I'll remember but until then I will have to do my best. I can't stand some of the "people" who live here. Especially the flirt. If he didn't flirt with me all the time I wouldn't mind so much. Sad part is he does it every time I'm in the same room. He even tries at dinner time when all of us who live here at Slender Mansion are in the dinning room eating. It's so gross to be perfectly honest. He is also a huge pervert who is always staring at my chest, touching my butt, pulling down my shirt or pants, lifting up my skirts and dresses, stealing my bras and underwear, stealing my clean clothes when I shower even when I lock the door, etc.. His name is Ben, Ben Drowned to be specific. To put it plainly he's basically a child stuck in an adult's body. Wait not that's backwards he's a adult stuck in a child's body. Either way there's no excuse for the bullshit stunts he pulls. At this time I was sitting at the dinning table eating while I was ranting and raving in pure anger about the "prank" Ben pulled earlier. I went to shower like I do every morning and the bathroom curtain was closed, as Slendy always makes us do, I started undressing just to see the curtain shift. When I looked Ben was sitting there in the tub with a perverted grin on his face. I smacked him hard acrossed the face and threw him out. Of course he said it was worth it. I slammed the door shut and locked it and pushed the small towel closet in front of it. I can't believe that he did that. While I was throwing a huge hissy fit in my mind apparently Slenderman had asked me something yet I hadn't responded because I was angry. When I realized that I was being talked to Jeff had pulled me from my rampage of me beating Ben with a stick in my mind. "____ are you alright? You seem like you are out of it today." Jeff asked me. At that point I realized everyone was here so I could mention what Ben had done. Once I had finished explaining the room erupted with laughter. "Ben has been doing that to all of us for years ____. It's just something you are going to have to get used to." I looked down embarrassed to have had that shrugged off so easily. "Hey _____?" I looked up to see little sweet Sally staring at me with her big vibrant emerald green eyes from across the table. "Can we play dress up after breakfast? Please? Charlie wants to play too." I glanced over at her teddy bear who was sitting on the table next to where she sat. I could've swore that it turned it's head and looked at me. I quickly rubbed my eyes, looked back, and it was normal. 'I'm just seeing things.' I thought. I looked back at Sally and nodded my head. Sally let out a squeal of delight. I smiled happily while she was telling Charlie all about the fun that we were going to have. After that Slenderman started asking me questions on how much I knew about being a Creepypasta to which I responded that I didn't even know what a Creepypasta was. He began to give me a lesson on what a Creepypasta was. They were either created by the imagination of someone and given life by that person or they were once humans who suffered a fate that caused them to become what they are today. After a long lesson while sitting at the dinning table I finally was able to finish eating and I went with Sally to her bedroom to play dress up. Though she is cute she has a dark sense of humor. Last time I played dress up with her she had convinced Jeff to come play too and she made me wear a short maid dress. We then had a tea party where I was the maid. Jeff got a kick out of it, I wasn't the most thrilled cause it was embarrassing with the looks he kept giving me. Same as Ben, Sally is an adult trapped inside the body of a child. "So Sally. What type of dress up are we doing today?" I asked curiously. "Well today we are going to dress up for a tea party." I sighed softly knowing exactly where this was going and as expected Sally invited Jeff to come play with us. We went to Sally's room to which I got a huge surprise. This time Jeff was going to be the server. She dressed him up in a suit and bow tie. She dressed me up in a cute dress that was a short dark red velvet with a lace covering it, it also had lace sleeves that went down to my elbows. She put black gloves over my hands, put clip on earrings that were small black hearts that dangled down a little bit, did my makeup, and did my hair nicely. We had our tea party for several hours talking while Jeff served us more tea and small treats like candy, cookies, and other sweets. By the time we realized the time it was time for lunch. It was my turn to cook lunch. A rule here at Slender Mansion was that we all had to take turns cooking meals. Even Sally would cook meals sometimes. So after getting undressed from my dress up costume I attempted to head towards the kitchen. After several minutes of wandering I finally found the kitchen and began to make lunch. I used Slenderman's recipe book to decide what to make. Reason why is because it only contains foods that everyone will eat. As I was cooking I got a creepy feeling of being watched, I grabbed one of the pans and turned swinging it when the person who was standing behind me ducked. "Hey easy!" I set the pan down on the stove. "God dammit EJ! Don't sneak up on me like that!" EJ stood up laughing. "I'm sorry I figured you would've heard me." EJ also known as Eyeless Jack. He eats kidneys as a delicacy and is very quiet. He is so quiet that it makes you wonder if he is even alive. I turn and continue cooking as I feel a creepy feeling crawling up my spine. "EJ you can stop 'staring' at me." I stated a little bit annoyed. "Alright I was just wondering what you were cooking." He said while chuckling. For as much as I like some of the people here I still haven't quite adjusted to them. It's almost like walking into a prison. You don't know if you are going to be the top dog or the bitch. Well I'm neither for now that is. I worked on cooking for a little and then I heard clicks of shoes coming down the stairs. My eyes diverted from the food to see who it was. Masky and Hoodie had just come down the stairs and were heading for the living room. Not to long after that they were running out of the living room and straight to the refrigerator for some cheesecake. "Top shelf you two. I had to move it to get to some ingredients in the back." I stated focusing back on the food. They grabbed the cheesecake both got a piece and then they ate it happily. "Don't eat too much because lunch will be done in a few minutes." I said. Masky and Hoodie are both extremely quiet. I have never heard Hoodie speak because Masky always speaks for him. They are unique to say the least, strange but unique. I often see Masky and Hoodie together and are rarely apart. If you see one it is certain that the other isn't too far away. They protect one another and work together as Slenderman's computer geeks. They are both highly knowledgeable but rarely share that knowledge with others. Heck they were the ones who programmed the device that Slenderman uses to communicate with us otherwise he can't speak. Sometimes it goes wacky and causes his voice to go extremely high-pitched or extremely low-pitched. Other times it because eerily distorted and glitchy which scares the shit out of you when you are least expecting it. Slenderman is a generally nice guy as long as you stay on his good side and follow his orders. No one really knows what he does to you when you disobey him because even those who have gotten on his bad side don't remember but they know that they won't do it again. While going through all of these thoughts in my head I decided to set the table so then I could serve lunch. After setting the large dinning table with cups, plates, and all varieties of silverware I started serving lunch before calling everyone to the dinning room. Lunch proceeded as usual. Dead quiet until someone decided to speak. Nothing interesting was said just usual conversations on who had the better kill of the day or of the week or even the whole month. That's when I was asked an unusual question by Slenderman. "________ you haven't had your first kill yet have you?" I looked at him staying quiet for a moment before responding with a simple no. He then told me that part of staying alive as a Creepypasta was that I had to kill. "Killing is our way of showing that we still exist which causes people to believe in us which keeps us alive. Without humans believing in us we no longer exist which in turn kills us." The bite of food that I was about to eat slid off my spoon as I looked at him shocked. I gave a nervous gulp as a sign that I was in fear because I hadn't killed. Slenderman gave me a calming gesture while he continued to speak. "You are still a new Creepypasta known as a Proxy. A Proxy is a Creepypasta who is basically an intern to a older Creepypasta. Everyone sitting at this table has been one at one point in time. Like Masky and Hoodie are my Proxies you are Jeff's. You follow his commands and do as he tells you as long as it is within reason. I felt a cold chill run up my spine. Even though I have only known this Jeff for a short period of time I know what goes on in that mind of his. He is a cruel sadistic masochist who wouldn't mind seeing someone suffer. Jeff gave me a smirk from across the table and I felt my legs begin to quiver. I knew from that moment forward, things were going to be hell for me.