Ben drowned X reader

A visit from another killer

A few hours had passed, you looked through your window and noticed it has already gotten dark outside. After Ben had confessed his feelings toward you, you thought it would be at least good to understand what falling in love or try to feel how other human girls your age react towards loving someone. The truth was you really wanted to be his girlfriend but you just couldn't since your health is already one of your risks. But it was also be used you were scared of telling him about being able to have random visions of the future, along with the ability to sense a bad vibe from a place or person. It's just something you were born with that not even doctors nor your parents understood why you got them.

At first, both your mother and father didn't mind until in elementary school kids started bullying you that they would spread rumors of how you weren't even human. And since the majority of the kids were friends or acquaintances with your family it's not like it would ruin the family's reputation. Will a couple months have passed since the kids told their parents, and in the most recent party all eyes were on you. The pressure of being backed into a corner while all the adult's gossiped and began embarrassing you by mocking the descriptions their kids claimed. What's worse is that your own family have decided to avoid talking to you or acknowledging you when it came to events or in the same place.

Not even your closest cousins would say hi or bother talking to you in school or in public unless it was just the family. It bothered you a lot because they would ignore your existence in front of people they don't even know, but would get upset that you avoid them when it's just the family. It made you enraged that your own family would feel shame and embarrassment of what you are able to do. Even to this day, they would only try to communicate with you once they heard you knew of a gossip or rumor that had happened in school or one of the family's acquaintance children. Making you lose trust after many years have passed, because you would only end up being used or abandoned by those you once cared for.

Throughout those years, you were able to put on a mask in front of everyone including the family. It was never your intention to get involved with other kids to help benefit the family's knowledge and reputation. But being forced to live in a household where you parents and family bloodline cared about being at the top of their social circle really out did a number on you. You never had any real friends nor do you remember being with another kid back in your childhood who wasn't pretending to be your friend because of your family's connections... The only thing you know is that there was one person who always stood by your side since you were born, and that was your friend/cousin.

Since the day they defended you from the bullies was the day that you respected, loved, cherished, and looked up to. They were always there when you needed him the most and yes they may have sent you to the hospital by accident when you were 5 years old. Sure your body took a turn for the worse, by making you become numb to pain, or unable to express yourself both facially and personality wise. But that was something that made you happy because over the years they never gave up on trying to help you understand what were feelings, emotions, and also what it means to be alive. But then both your parents had to separate you two after 7 years of trying to help you act like the girl you use to be...

*After you stopped remembering the past you heard a crash coming from the window*

Ben: Oh no, he's here... sorry about that I'll make sure he fixes your living room window before your parents come home. *He says while standing in front of you while glaring at a guy in white and blood stained hoodie*

Jeff's mind: I came over to a street where I was hoping to clear my mind of being lectured by Slenderman today, but some how I seem to have noticed a familiar short boy who was dressed as Link. I figured it was Ben who was about to murder a girl, so I decided to join in on the fun. Just thinking of seeing fresh blood, hearing screams, my knife being slashed through her skin would have been a perfect expression of being relieved. So what better way to get in the place by smashing through the living room window to where Ben and the girl was. I will admit she looked cute and sweet, probably our age or younger.

But we all knew that a monster aka us "creepypasta's" what those humans call me and the rest of our gang. Could never be compatible with another human, it was like a forbidden love that shouldn't be made. A creepypasta with a human would only cause problems for both sides, yes for a while there could be pure bless and love but like a rose it too must die at some point. A creepypasta lives longer than a human, humans die of age. Along with the human becoming a possible victim in the future, not just to other creepypasta's who are enemies with each other but also to the one who is currently in love with the human.

It's like when I get an urge to just kill something, anything because I'm in a fit of rage. If I had a human girlfriend I would become blinded by my anger and immediately start stabbing her without hesitation. But once my mind becomes sane again, I wouldn't be able to bare seeing the love of my life be a lifeless corpse. And there is no such thing as second chance of life if the injuries were too severe. That's how dangerous it could be when a creepypasta ends up in a relationship with a human.
I was just about to take out my knife to slash the girl in the chest only to get stopped by Ben which kinda surprised me.