Creepypasta

Gutless

I was just playing on my computer, like usual. Listening to some tunes, eating some chips, drinking mountain dew, things I do everyday. Nothing seemed out of ordinary to me, no special feeling about something being wrong. Hell, if anything I was feeling overly happy. My girlfriend was being cute and my parents were going out for the night so I had the house to myself. What was not to love?

It was after my parents left that I started to realize something was wrong. I kept hearing whispering and laughing. Some of the voices were girlish and some were deep but there was a singular voice that scared me. It was hoarse but quiet at first. I didn't notice it until one of the songs on my play list ended. “I see you!” I jumped, smashing the back of my head off the wall.

“The fuck!?” I yelled, cussing and grabbing my head.

“Who's there?!” Swinging my feet off my bed I opened my door and looked around.

“A new body has been found at 8 this evening in Brantford. The body was gutted before being dumped into the empty houses in the West Brant area of the town.” I sighed in relief. I just heard the news.

That has to be it. I walked closer to turn the TV off when that message hit my brain.

“Wait, West Brant? Who was it!?” My eyes glued to the usually boring channel.

“The girls name was Michael Meadows. A 17 year old girl that went to Brantford Collegiate Institute.” A sinking feeling started growing in my stomach. That was my school...

“Because of the resent trend of Murders the News Papers have created a name for this Killer. They have started calling him Gutless.”

“The fuck is this shit!?” Anger boiled in my body. It wasn't just anger... It was more. It was murderous rage. “Gutless!? Please! More fucking guts than half the nitwits in this fucking town!”

“That's right.” The voice laughed, seeming to appear right behind me.

I jumped and spun around, seeing a mirror image of me...It was changed though. He was missing a eye and the eye that was there was colourless, with blood coming out of it. There was a bit of specks of blood on his lips. Did he fucking eat his victims?! He would have been identical to me if his face wasn't slashed up. He was even wearing the same ratty ol' sweater I got from Disney and the same...boxers as me. What was going on!? What was this shit?! My stomach churned.

“Don't you wish you were Gutless like me?” The other me cackled, its hideous voice making me scream in terror. I don't know what happened after that...It was all black.

“Mr. Cooper?” A voice penetrated the darkness. Yes...Follow it. I had to wake up. My eye cracked open. My senses were flooded, the smell of disguising cleaner lemon, the sounds of a heart monitor going crazy, a coppery taste in my mouth and a bright light shining in my eye.

“Mr. Cooper please calm down! You are safe now! Calm down!”

“W-what happened?” I croaked out, my voice horrendously hoarse.

“You were attacked. The police have been saying it was that Gutless killer.” She looked down at me sympathetically. Fucking twat. Like she would understand anything! She looked tasty though. Maybe I should eat her...Where did those thoughts come from?! The heart monitor started to go crazy again.

“Oh! But none of your insides are missing! You are almost perfectly fine!” “Whats wrong with me?” Damn...my voice hurt.

“Your body was horribly scarred from the attack and you are missing a eye.” Scarred? Fuck...This was like a stupid CreepyPasta. Whats next? Do I go crazy and turn Jeff the Killer? Do I start eating people like Eyeless Jack?

“Don't worry about that Fuckface. Your nothing like those idiots. Your better.” That voice seemed to fill the room but the nurse didn't seem to hear it. Red filled my vision and I tried standing up. God dammit...It hurt! What the hell happened! What happened to me!?

“No! You can't get up yet!” She tried pushing me down again.

“Then bring me a fucking mirror!” I screamed, the pain and the unknown killing me.

I laid back down, tired of the pain already. When she finally brought my mirror the face of my attacker was there. That's when my body went numb. Me and my attacker we one person. It wasn't actually me and that freaky guy that looked like me, it was just me...And I was hungry. The nurse looked at me worriedly.

“I want to tell you about my killer.” I whispered, trying to keep the smile off my face.

“So close the door.” She nodded and went to close the door, as she came back she sat extra close to me.

“When I first heard his voice I was scared, it was hoarse and deep and when I looked at him he only had one eye and he was one scarred mother fucker. He took one of my kitchen knives and carved my eye out before slicing me up. I guess my neighbors called the cops cause of how much I screamed, he didn't even try to quiet me down. He just kept cutting and eating bits of my flesh.” She gulped, looking a bit green.

“But do you know what I found funny?” Her eyes found my single eye as I grinned.

“I was he best fucking meal I ever ate, I hope you're tastier.”

“Where is he!?” The cops burst into the hospital room where the latest victim was suppose to be. “Oh dear God!” The only things left was the corpse of the half eaten nurse with a note on the wall written in the girls blood.

"Aaron Cooper, born 1993 died 1998. Died of hypothermia after being pushed into a freezing lake in Winter by a couple of kids from his kindergarten class. They thought it was funny...Well, Michael wasn't laughing when I ate her nice warm guts, and Kody didn't make any remarks as I drank his blood. Turns out revenge isn't best served cold. Its served inside of the persons body."

Underneath the message wrote: What have I become?