(Creepypasta x Reader) Insanity's Little Game [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 2 ~ A wannabe Joker's near death

Warning there will be cussing in this chapter

Key:
(Y/N) Your Name
(L/N) Last Name
(H/L) Hair Length
(H/C) Hair Color
(E/C) Eye Color
(S/T) Skin Tone

More will be added on later

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(Y/N)'s pov

I opened my eyes tiredly immediately regretting opening my eyes almost being blinded with the bright lights that I probably will never get used to. I soon became more aware of my surroundings my eyes adjusting to the bright lighting and just sighed. I was being carried over James shoulder like a sack of potatoes but with a bit more care and neatness.

*(Its almost 3 in the morning and am getting kind of tired I want to sleep but at the same time don't want to and want to continue writing welp im honna keep writing till I get too tired and fall asleep)*

I was being carried to breakfast which in my opinion was awesome cause I didn't have to do any walking. I was having a great time being carried arround by James when a guy about my age began to stare at me. He wasn't the usual 'cute', weak, new guy. No he was way different in all those areas. I liked him already even though I haven't even talked with him yet. Since I couldn't wave being in the straight jacket I just smiled at him. He gave me a scowl in return and probably would have gave me the finger if he didn't have a straight jacket of his own.

I didn't wany to speak so I just mouthed to him 'you look fabulous' and was out of his sight in an instant turning a corner to be in the dining hall with every other patient. I usually am forced to sit alone cause a lot of other people here is scared of me. Some of them just heard rumors and stories of me from patients that have been here since my first day. Just as James, my personal gaurd, was about to feed me I declined not feeling hungry for breakfast today. He gave me a look of skepticism but gave in knowing how stubborn I am with wanting to eat and not really feeling hungry. He told me he'd be right back but he had some business to take care of so it would cause me to stay here for more than intended.

Anyways after James left the guy I saw in the hall saw me and began to walk towards me. A gaurd must have seen and began to stop him asking him some questions thay clearly annoyed him. The gaurd looked disappointed and began to talk into his walkie-talkie while walking back to his post keeping a close eye on the guy. After the gaurd he began with walk towards me again.

I began to study his features again and was a bit jealous of how good he looked. He had straight, just below his shoulders medium, pitch black hair, that looked well kept. His skin was a pale white color looking like paper or an extreme cocaine addict that was way too into it and got it all over his face, but either way he still looks amazing. His eyes was black matching the pupil making him look awesome. His skin near his eyes was black like it got burnt off in a fire. Finally his smile it wasn't a usual smile but instead a carved in one into his face making him have a permanent smile from ear to ear no matter how angry, sad, or depressed he is he will always be smiling.

And I like him already because of him like that. A gorgeous, jerk face, that is insane, and is super annoyed of how long I've been staring at his face. After a bit of his walking towords me he just stands infront of me and stares into my eyes while I stare back into his. He then began to talk to me in a bit of a unpleasant manner but I'll let it slide just this time.

"Your the bitch I saw being carried in the hall. Who the hell are you?" he asked rudely cussing at me.

"I am (Y/N) (L/N) and what's your name?" I asked in a calm voice contrasting his rude, angry sounding voice.