Jeff the killer x reader ( creepypasta)

Chapter 4: Why?

You're kiss grew more and more passionate he pulled back from the side of the sofa where he was kneeling and said.
"And I don't believe I caught your name"

You smile and replied with

"Y/N, why am I her Jeff?"

He smirked "you're my slave you owe me. "

And with that he stood up and left.

(J E F F//POV)

She's beautiful when she flustered, he thought to himself. He saw the mess in the kitchen and grabbed the dust pan and brush the thing he was searching for before Y/N walked in. He cleaned it up quickly and then pulled out another beer and cracked it open. He drank it all down in one and grab another one and did the same. And then another one, and another one and so on until the fridge was empty. He stoped thinking about her and was filled with paranoia.

(Y O U R// POV)

You see Jeff storm out the kitchen towards you. He got on top of you and grabbed your wrist tight. You felt as if the circulation was being cut off. You tried to push him off but that just made him even more frustrated.

"Jeff you're hurting me. Please stop." You exclaimed whimpering.

"Shut up you whore!" He spat

You were confused and slightly hurt by this remark.

"You wanna be a whore I'll treat you like one bitch!"

He continued throwing you on the floor you hitting your head and shoulder blades on the old wood.

"JEFF STOP!"

You screamed as you felt him ripping open your top and jeans. You saw nothing but a blur in his eyes and he tore off your undergarments. Leaving you naked he pulled down his pants and did thing you thought he'd never do.

Maybe he is heartless maybe he didn't care. Maybe he does want to hurt me. Maybe I was wrong. He said I was his slave is this what he meant. Him... ugh

You snap out of your dazed thoughts to find tears streaming down your face as Jeff let out a groan. He fell by your side. Once he had gathered himself he got up and walked to his room slamming the door. You ran to your room and closed the old rusted door and threw on a dressing gown and started to cry. Before you knew it you had fallen asleep.

The next morning you awoke to a banging on your door.

"Y/N get up you princess breakfast is ready. " Jeff shouted from the other side of the door

"Leave me the fuck alone perv." You screamed back.

You curled into a ball and started to cry. Jeff walked in a sat by your side.

"What's wrong. What did I do I'm
Sorry Y/N" he said concerned

You slapped him and turned away from him still crying. He grabbed your hand pulling you into a hug. Your dressing gown fell down and he the bruise mark on your back and wrist.

"W-was that me" Jeff asked sincerely.

You nodded he held you tight you felt your breast leaning up against his bare chest. You blushed but remember yesterday and cried even harder. He picked you up the same way he always did making sure you were covered this time and took you downstairs. He asked you what happened last night as you were walking down the three steps into the living room. You told him everything he put you on the island counter in the kitchen and you and him noticed a dozen beer bottles scattered over the kitchen. You knew why he did that and now so did he.