love can be insane jeff the killer x reader (lemon)

Chapter One: Blood And Shame

You walk home from work, realizing what day it is, you sigh. Today is your birthday "Fuck it," you mumble under your breath. Remembering bitter memories, you pull your phone out of your pocket. You begin searching for local bars. You always drank on your birthday to forget the "incident"... Your phone chimes as nearby bar locations appeared. "Great, only a few blocks away," you sigh. You spot a figure out of the corner of your eye, it appeared to be black, white and... red? "Oh well." you think before continuing to walk toward your destination. You begin to see a bar about a block away, when a husky voice calls out to you. You turn around, coming face to face with a man smelling of beer and cigarettes. "Look buddy, back away or I will have to kick your ass," you yell at him. He quickly pins you to the wall of a nearby alleyway. You can smell the alcohol on his breath, "No need to curse like a sailor, baby." he slurs as he reaches down to rub your hips. "I WARNED YOU!" you scream kicking him where the sun doesn't shine. You proceed to pin him down and draw a knife. His eyes widen as he begins to sob, "No, don't hurt me. I'm sorry!" "Too late you sick bastard" you bitterly spit. You put your knife against his throat and slice through the soft organ. You watch as he begins to choke on his own blood, dying within seconds. You smile at what you have done, knowing that you have done the world a favor, by removing this scum from the earth. You then run through the street, into the woods. You can hear sirens not to far away, you start to walk in the direction of your house. Suddenly, you hear the leaves crunch somewhere behind you. "For fucks sakes!" you pull out your knife and run as fast as humanly possible, you just remembered you can do magic, of course! but most of the time it was too weak to work properly your stomach sinks. you hear foot steps close behind you, as you run. well its now or never, your hands glow a dark shade of [f/c] and you focus on making a portal, you release your concentrated magic. there are sparks then your magic shorts fuck... "what do you wan't!" you yell, suddenly you are tackled to the ground by a pale raven haired man "fuck you were hard to catch." he pants you struggle under his grasp "you apprehended and killed that man so...quickly and was it your first time?" he asks you struggle a little "no it isn't." you sigh, accepting your death hoping god can forgive the sins you have gained, over the years. "go to sleep." he raises his knife and you shut your eyes tightly waiting for death "Jeffrey stop!" a voice from no where calls you look at the man his knife inches from your face, "but slender!" he whines you look over to see a tall faceless man "she is of most importance to us at the moment Jeffrey!" he firmly says so Jeffrey... gets the message "fine" he sighs getting up off of you you get up to you stare at each other for a second then he walks away "[y/n] you have impressed me child." the tall man says "how?" you question him "you kill mercilessly, and effortlessly, you're quick, and agile you are perfect CreepyPasta material." he sounded astonished how you didn't think you were impressing. "I'm flattered." you mumble as you stare where his eyes would be, if he had any "well if you are willing I am asking you to live in my mansion to train to be one of my proxies." he says in a hopeful voice, "can you give me till tomorrow to decide." you ask as you cock your eyebrow "as long as you need [y/n]." he says "bye slender." you put your hand in your pocket. "aw fuck." you swear, you cut your finger on the knife in your pocket blood dribbles down your hand slender grabs your hand holds his finger on your wound, for a minute surprisingly the bleeding stopped "thanks slender!" you smile then you start walking examining the dried blood on your hand, then you suddenly remember the pale man that tackled you he had a white blood stained hoodie, almost sheet white skin, jet black hair, lack of eyelids, and a smile carved onto his face. Oh fuck was this a night to remember, you are gonna need a shower and a stiff drink.

"[a/n]hi sorry my  punctuation sucks I fired my editor cause he took a month to fix half of this chapter I'm sorry my chapter is short ill have next chapter out soon"