Creepypastas x reader

•31 jeff the killer

Who remembers the footsteps from the first Jeff chapter?

. . .

You sat on your bed while Jeff sat on the floor, looking up at you. You hadn't moved since you got to your bed. You were in deep thought over what happened to Logan. You still don't know who killed him. "(y)? I'm going to ask slender if logan was on a list. If I ask then slender will tell me who did it, why it was needed, and....how I can help you," Jeff spoke softly to not disturb you but well enough for you to hear him, "will you be ok if I go right now?"

For the first time in a hour you looked up and talked back, "I'll be okay. You can go talk to slender."

"Ok well. I love you. I'll be right back"

"You are talking like your either super worried or you will be gone, like out of the mansion for a long time..."

"Both are true"

"Oh....bye... I love you too"

Jeff finally opens the door, walks out, and closes the door behind him.

. . .

An hour later, you are climbing out the window and down the fire escape to get into town. You wanted to get out. You wanted to be out of your room or better, Out of town.
You thought seeing your past friends would help. Soon after reaching the park, you hear footsteps. You jump up on a street light, suddenly getting déjà vu. The foot steps stop, once again leave no trace to where the person could be.
You got worried and called out "Jeff? Is- who is there!".

There wasn't a response, very reasonable for a murder to stay in hiding from the prey and for the average citizen to not respond to a stranger yelling out at them.

(Y): *you call out again* I said WHO IS THERE! *silence flowed through the streets. A shining blur flew past just above your shoulder, the shining blur was a knife.*

???: oh sorry~  seems I need more practice~

(Y): *you turned to look at every corner, alley, window, street, or any fine hiding place the voice might have come from but it could be found.*

???: may I stop by? Do you have any interest in seeing me?

(Y): *taking the knife* not interested sorry

???: w- you-   *a sigh turns into a creepy overdrawn out laugh*
Oh~ really~  then why do you show interest in Jeff?

(Y): well.... I don't need to talk to you so.. fudge this I'm out!! *you bail out and run from the park and towards the mansion. The foot steps don't seem to follow.*. They may not be following me...but then again...they could be hiding the sound.... *you climp into a tree that to get a view of your surroundings*

???: yuppies girlly *they take the knife back*

(Y): WTF *they scared you so bad that you fell out of the tree. You managed to not get much damage except for some cuts on the concrete.*

???: *they laughed at you* the baby bird fell from the tree! *they coughed and cleared their throat* ILL SAVE THE BIRD *they continued to laugh. You were getting pissed off with whoever this is.*

(Y): ugh- Hey just leave me alone! *you try to run to get back to the mansion* JEFF *you can't help but tear up. You miss him and you haven't been paying attention to him* JEFF

???: no! Don't leave me~ *they start catching up. *

(Y): STOP! *you know you left your weapon back in your room. If you could get back you can kill this pest or loose it*

???: *they grab your shoulder and pull you in to them.* there! Finally. I got the baby bird.

(Y): *you let out a loud scream in anger.* LET GO OF ME!

???: baby bird is both ugly...and annoying *their grip gets tight and they get a needle from their pocket* baby bird should sleep till they get fix and let go in the wild.

(Y): *the needle terrified you. You try to break free. You punch and kick their face, gut, and legs*

???: *they stab the needle into your arm when you threw a punch at their face.*

(Y): god damn I-..t. Y-o-u.... * you vision becomes to blurry to see with. You slowly loose control and conscience*

???: sleepy baby bird.