Sealed Shut(Creepypasta X Reader)(Very Slow Updates)

Chapter 2

Jacklynn's Pov

(Y/N) was shivering the hell out of her socks. I feel bad for yelling. She couldn't even speak because of how terrified she is. I stood up, not wanting to hear the (hair colored) girl stutter unintentionally. It's annoying anyway. I started to muster up some confidence before opening Mr.(L/N)'s door. I reached for the doorknob and held onto it. I felt queasy and let go of it for a bit.

"(Y/N)...You have 3 seconds to tell me what's on the other side of this door before I break down this door." I threatened. I was planning to leave. I'm scared of what's behind this door, but I think my confidence only makes it more challenging for me to force myself to leave this girl's house.

(Y/N) scrambled to her feet and held onto me. Her eyes were still running like a faucet and her hair is messier than before. I knew she was a total wreck before she met me, but hot damn, who ran you over with a chair? I stopped judging this girl and backed away from her. I stared at her intently, examining every move she made. I knew she felt tense and right about now, I'm using her mini fear against her. She doesn't like it when I stare at her without a word coming from my mouth. Suddenly, I heard shuffling and hard movement coming from behind the door.

"One..." I started counting. This made (Y/N) pull on her hair a bit. She was most definitely lost in the world of fear. I know what it feels like to have fear eating at your back.

"He i-isn't..."(Y/N) stuttered more and more. Her face filled to the brim with tears. I hate counting, but it always satisfies me when I get the reaction and response that I want.

"Two..." I continued to count as I faced the door and raised my leg. I was getting ready to kick the door open. I was given a couple of medals in my Karate Club for having the hardest kicks and a deathing tendency to push all your pressure points and paralyze you for a bit.

"He isn't...He isn't in his room!"(Y/N) yelled out. I stopped breathing.

What?

Where is he then?

I put my leg down and stared at the door. How? I'm pretty sure she heard the noises over all of her cries.

L i a r.

She has to be lying. I can hear footsteps approaching the door and just standing there. It's footsteps were quiet, but loud enough for myself and probably (Y/N) to hear it. The lights in his room went out, along with the rest of the power in the house. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and looked at (Y/N)'s crying form. I turned on my flashlight and handed her the phone.

"Hold the light towards the door and don't move it unless I say to do so." I ordered. I'm personally curious about what's behind the door, mostly because I want to see what this dude has hidden in his closet.

(Y/N) Pov

I held the flashlight towards the door, exactly as Jackie told me to. After the lights went out, it reminded me of that one time when there was no power in the house and my father had wanted to play hide and seek. It was fun for him because he knew all the hiding spots, it was pretty much 'hell' for me because I could smell the stench of weed on him and I was absolutely terrified of what he would do if he found me. Jackie raised her leg again, but this time, she was in more of a kicking position. I covered my nose along with her and waited.

"(Y/Nnnn)~" 

I felt someone breathing on my neck. I had turned around and aimed the flashlight and what was behind me. Jackie had also kicked open the door in the process.

"(Y/N)! What the fuck dude?!" She shouted and backed away from the door, tripping over her own feet and landing on the floor. Bottom first.

I stayed silent and looked around with the flashlight and aimed it down on Jacklynn after I felt a bit safer. She continued to shout at me, but I was more focused on the room. Jackie stood up then grabbed the collar of my shirt and shook me.

"I told you to keep the light on the door, ya doofus!" Jacklynn growled at me then sighed. She took the phone from my hand and aimed it towards the door and froze soon after. She's now seeing what I'm seeing...Right? She started to whisper and backed away slowly, moving towards the direction of my room. I couldn't hear what she was saying because I was shouting at myself eternally for not running downstairs, outside and shouting for help. But it's around 11 o'clock and I have never been so sure in my life at the fact that my neighbors must be asleep and will call the cops if I continue to make noise. I just couldn't take my eyes off the figure near the window. It was clearly male. The moon made it a little better to see him. He wore a white hoodie that had little red splotches on it, he had charcoal hair and pale-ish skin. I couldn't make out his face because of the way he was standing. My father's room reeked of weed and a faint smell of...blood? Was he covered in it?

While I was thinking of what to do next, Jacklynn grabbed my arm and ran towards my room. I ran along with her and opened my door. The smell of blood was strong in here. It was as strong as my mother's perfume.

"Jackie, shine the light." I asked her as I covered my nose with the sleeve of my (f/c) shirt.

Jacklynn lifted up her phone and surveyed the room. The room was a mess, my pillows scattered across the floors, my bedsheets are out of place, my lamp looks as if it was pretty much thrown across the room. I heard a door slam shut somewhere down the hall. Jackie looked at me and started to giggle. Why would you giggle at this scene? My room is a mess and you have the nerve to laugh? I had pushed Jackie away from the door and went into the hallway, shutting my door behind me. I started to walk down the hall, approaching my father's room. I had heard his room door close earlier.

My nose scrunched up as I pushed the door open. My eyes widened at what I had seen. There were two guys this time. It wasn't only the guy in the white hoodie with black hair this time. There was another guy...He was the same height as the hoodie dude. He had a dark blue mask on and brown hair, I couldn't make out the rest of the features because of the darkness. But I can definitely tell who was on the bed...

"D-Dad?"

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Woof....I'm gonna say that every time there's a cliffhanger.

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