Creepy pasta: Iris and creepy pasta

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So yeah this well be tiny bit gory so reader discretion is advised and also my lovely's I shall warn you throughout the rest of the chapters. It's not really that bad just for weak stomach warnings

Jeff's pov

Sally and I waited for dark. My need for that mans blood was making every part of my brain crumble. I wanted to feel his crimson liquid flow through my hands. His fatty flesh loll about when I throw his corpse to the floor. His stomach will be slashed and decapitated when I pierce my knife, I bet beer will flow out his homeless body. No soul shall escape from him having no morals other than to drink his years away and leave Iris to fend for herself and the child they have.

The door had no lock on it, so, it was easy to open and sneak inside. The baby was in the crate, sleeping soundly as I watched over him. He should be mine. Iris should be mine. There was no one else in the cold damp living room other than the disgusting cock roaches what scurried on the grotty carpet. I walked around and left Sally to hide behind the sofa in the living room as I rooted through the kitchen cupboards. Nothing. Only a dead rat was near the baby milk powder. Nice.

The bathroom was awful. Blood stains were in the bath tub and the shower curtain was green over the musty white colour. The sink had one handle usable whilst the other was in the sink broken. The tooth brushes didn't look used other than one purple one which was still in neat order. The toilet was like death which will not be described!

I saw the last door and opened it quietly to find the old fat man lying on the double bed in dirty white sheets as I saw Iris sleeping on the floor shivering uncontrollably. She had a blanket wrapped around half her body as she lay on the cold cock roach infested carpet. [A/N when I reread this I thought it said cock infested floor ahahah]

My hand twitched inside my hoody pocket for my knife which I reluctantly agreed to grabbing. I stalked up to the old disgusting man and pressed my knife against his throat, quickly slitting it before he could do anything.

Suddenly, the blackness over washed me. My last part of sanity had disappeared.

(Ok gore warning- explicit shit)

Third person

The metallic smell of blood stained the air and was very familiar with Iris. Her nose breathed it in deeply before she quickly shot up to find Phil had gone. Blood stained his sheets and sweat started to form on her brow as she expected the worst. Did he cut himself again? Did he want to kill himself as much as Iris wanted to? No. He wouldn't of abused her then. The bruises what formed on her face and stomach from his violent outrages.

She slowly got up until she heard a voice quietly chuckle her name. 'Iriiis!' it taunted. The voice was unrecognisable. Has Phil turned mad?

She walked cautiously to the living room until she heard Jack, the 2 year old baby, scream. Her legs would not move yet her heart wanted to sprint to jack and protect him with her own life. Another sharp scream was heard and another and another until they were constant screams by the child. Her legs carried her into the living room to find the most horrific scene she must have seen.

There above the fire place was Phil. His head looked like it was about to break off as the rope around his neck was attached to the nails in the wall above him. The pictures what were meant to hang on the nails were smashed and broken by Jack's cot.

Phil's intestines were hanging out and dragging on the floor as she saw his heart lay down perfectly unharmed in the fire place.

There was another quiet cry as she looked over into the dark corner was Jack. He was huddled by himself and glass protruded from his skin. He bled deeply from his arms and stomach as he tried hitting the glass from his body.

Tears burned Iris' eyes as she saw Jack in much pain, Phil was just a cruel man who really did deserve this. She had to save Jack. against the wall was Jack cot which had a lot of fresh blood staining it, like the bath tub. That night when Iris tried to kill herself, Phil made her clean up the mess when she got back from hospital.

She slowly approached Jack until the laughter coming from the cot made her freeze. Her legs started to shake and the laughter mocked her frightened self.

Suddenly, the cot was flipped into the air to see that her long lost lover was hiding underneath it. Glass protruded from his skin as he held his famous butcher knife in his right hand. He smiled crazily and backed her away as he picked up Jack from his scruff.

'Who is this young lad?' He asked in a mocking tone.

After a long silence Iris slid down the wall and started to sob. 'WELL?' He screamed and shook the child making him cry.

'Don't you dare hurt him!' Iris yelled.

Suddenly, Jeff started to laugh an insane laughter as the child started to yell in pain. Iris yelled at him again to stop and this time he obeyed.

'Why should I stop?' He asked. His piercing white eyes scolded Iris' dull green ones.

'Why should I stop tormenting the whore you are!' He carried on. Iris stared at him in horror as she realised what he said was not true!

'Jeff please!'

'Why would you do this to me!' He screamed and shook the child harder than last time. 'THIS IS NOT OVER.'

He threw the child like a rag doll into the wall making Iris scream as she saw his body fall limp from the impact. She went to grab him but Jeff beat her to the ground and sat on her waist. Sally tried tackling Jeff from her but he was unmovable. He swung his knife around and Sally quickly disappeared into thin air as she was cut.

'Remember when you loved me?' He asked nearing her face.

'Remember when you said that we were perfect together?' He carried on. Iris had warm tears fall down her cheek as she remembered saying these things. She did love him. Did.

He slowly brought the knife back out and pressed it against her neck as she cried harder he seemed to press down harder. His brows furrowed into a angry frown as he screamed at her to stop.

'YOU FUCKING LIAR!' He screamed and slit her eye open making her gag in pain. Her proxy powers were still with her, the black blood oozed from her skin and created a weird looking tattoo pattern over her eye. He cut the side of her nose slightly and twice. She cried tears what were starting to turn black and her eyes were forming into a clouded yellow. Her hands started to turn fire like and burned herself and part of Jeff's thighs yet his insanity ignored the burning pain.

As he burned her arms and legs, cutting her skin also he finally stopped and left her half lifeless on the floor. He got off her and the black blood oozed over the floor and cock roaches ran away from it as if it was poisonous.

He came back with rope and tied her limp body and threw her over his shoulders. He walked out onto the busy street and made people scream in fright as they saw him blood coated with the girl hanging loosely over his shoulder.

Walking out into the middle of the road, taxis and cars skidded to a stop whilst some desperate taxi man got out and ran away, giving Jeff a free car to hop in. He dumped Iris in the back and got into the front to drive to a new home.

'This isn't over.' He muttered as he exited the city.