Jeff The Killer X Reader Oneshot

// Jeff The Killer

A/n: Sorry if there are numerous mistakes throughout this chapter, I did part of this late at night, part of it on the bus, and part of it in my school bathroom.

Anyways-

This is for Mr. Overrated, enjoy! >;)

P.s. I'm uploading this during the summer cause like, take forever to publish chapters
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Your ears were ringing, and there was a pulsing pain in your head that wouldn't go away. You groaned out, one arm draped over your forehead.

"What the hell, where am I?" You thought, as you slowly removed your arm and looked around.

It seemed to be a basement, maybe. It was pretty empty, except for a few blood stains on the wall. The blood stains, that's what concerned you the most. You sat up a bit, against the wall, in response the pain in your head only worsened but you tried your best to ignore it. There was a flight of wooden stairs, leading up to a door, but you were smart enough not to attempt to escape that way. Glancing around some more you found a window, but it was too high for you to reach. You stared at the ground in frustration, it seemed that the best choice would be to sit here and wait for, whoever.

As you were doing that, you began to wonder how exactly you found yourself in this situation. The last thing you remember was sitting in your room, writing an essay on your computer for school, then your vision went black..

Maybe whoever kidnapped you snuck into your room somehow and knocked you out, you were spending a good amount of your energy concentrating on your essay. What about your family? Are they alright? You soon began to fill with worry for your Parents, and your three little siblings, where were they right now? At home worrying about you, or tied up somewhere within this place? The thought sent shivers down your spine, and you had to remind yourself to relax.

"Calm down, (Y/n)." You repeated to yourself in your head.

It might not even be that long ago that you got kidnapped. You looked outside of the window to see that it was nighttime. It was nighttime when you were writing your essay, but then again, what if you had been knocked out for an entire day?

You leaned your head against the wall, shutting your eyes tightly then opening them back, as if the answer to all your questions would just appear right in front of you. On the bright side, the headache had gone away, but, all these unanswered thoughts roaming around your head is just giving you severe anxiety.

Who kidnapped you anyway, and why?

As if in cue, the door to the basement had opened to reveal a male in a white hoodie. Since the light from behind him blinded you momentarily, you had no choice but to cover your eyes. All you could make out was black hair and a white hoodie, you couldn't see the features of his face very well. This made you realize how dark the basement was before. After your eyes had gotten used to the light, you removed them, holding back a gasp at what you saw.

The stranger's skin was awfully pale, and he had dark circles around black, lid-less eyes. What truly caught your attention, though, was that there were cuts on either side of his mouth, they stretched all the way up to his ears.

As he started walking down, and you got more of a clear view of his face to remind you that this in fact, was not a dream, or a hallucination, that's when the fear kicked in. Even though your back was against the wall, it seemed that you pressed against it harder, as if it would help the situation in any way.

Sensing your fear only made him smile. Soon he got to the bottom of the stairs and leaned against the wall to his left, as he eyed you. You felt crushed under his gaze, and a feeling of unease surrounded you.