Living With The Creepypastas (Old)

13 ⦻ Time For a Prison Break Out!

The loud clang of chain metal clashing against metal bars of the cell made (Y/N) jolt awake from sleep.

The faint sound of screaming she had heard in her light dreams slowly faded away as her eyes blinked open, adjusting to the dim lights of her cell.

She saw the shadowy figures of four people standing in front of the window, one of them seemingly working at the lock. She watched them silently and curiously, unable to make out their features clearly.

"Hey (Y/N), it's us," a familiar voice shouted, and (Y/N) immediately knew who it was. "Creepypastas," (Y/N) muttered, sliding off her bed and slowly approaching the door.

The sound of the lock clicking and the creak of the door opening could be heard throughout the halls, and (Y/N) backed away as her 'friends' stepped in.

"Ok?" She muttered under her breath, sitting back on the bed, "why'd you bother coming here? You idiots were so quick to leave me."

"Why do you think? We're here to break you out of course," Toby exclaimed, tilting his head and sitting on the floor. "We don't have time to stay back here, we need to head back to the mansion ASAP," Hoodie said, already beginning to walk away from the cell. "Let's go."

(Y/N) glared at them for a bit, then stood up again. "I should...probably stay here, ya know?" (Y/N) said, a bit comically, looking towards them with a smirk, "I'm not like you guys, anyways. I just get in the way, I can't kill people. Jeff made that pretty clear, hm?"

"If you weren't like us, we would've killed you already," EJ sighed, "but we see that you're capable of becoming a killer. You'll see it, eventually."

"I don't think so my dude."

"Look, we don't have all night, (Y/N)."

She gazed at Jeff with an unphased expression, then down at the ground, giving a slight shrug. "Nah, I think I'll stay here. Leave me behind, let Slender replace me."

The four killers looked at her impatiently, none really knowing what to say. Jeff suddenly heaved a great sigh and walked up to her. "I'm guessing this is about what I said when you came killing with me. And how I left you..." he began, staring at the ground too. "Well, I'm sor-....I'm...tch, I didn't mean it, alright?"

(Y/N) remained quiet, still finding the floor more soothing to glare at than the killer. "I still think...you're a loser. Like half of everyone at the mansion. But, I guess you do belong with us. EJ was right, you are capable of becoming a killer, you're just not there yet...but you will be eventually."

(Y/N) slowly looked up at Jeff and narrowed her eyes, hoping to find truth in his face. "You really mean that, Jeff?"

He grumbled and abruptly turned away from her, walking to where Hoodie was waiting beside the entrance of the cell. "I fucking said it so I meant it! Quit making this sentimental and come on!"

"Er...b-before you take that as an insult or anything, Jeff r-really meant it," Toby said, scratching his head nervously. "You'll pick up on his behavior after living with us a while, don't worry."

You roll your eyes and stand up from the bed with Toby's help. "Sorry for being stubborn about leaving with you guys...I didn't think it was a big deal, me returning or not."

"It is to me. I think we became friends pretty fast, don't you?" Toby asked.

"...Yeah, I guess we did Toby," she replied a bit surprised.

"OH look, more guards are coming! I told you four to hurry up!" Hoodie's sudden angered shout alarmed Toby, (Y/N), and Eyeless Jack. The three bolted out of the cell and stood beside Hoodie and Jeff, watching as armed guards ran down the halls of the prison, their guns raised.