CreepyPasta Boyfriend Scenarios (In Workshop)

When He Wants You Back (Part 2)

Ben Drowned:

"Do you like me?" The girl batted her eyes as she leaned on to Ben.

"Yeah uh sure..."

He began to furiously slam the buttons on the controller, cleary getting agitated at the fact he could not pass the level.

"How much do you like me?"

He paused the game and turned to the girl. Putting on a fake smile to gesture to her of what she wanted to hear.

Smiling back she gently caressed his arm, laughing at his flinch from her warm touch.

"On a scale from 1 to 10, can you give me a number?"

"Um yeah...sure..uh...5?"

She frowned, "Are you just saying that because that's the level your stuck on?"

"Yeah, your actually a 10 (Y /N)."

He smiled, "Your so beautiful, and funny , and stubborn, and just ... Words or numbers can't describe your essence."

The girl grew red with anger.

"Ben...Who the FUCK is (Y/N)?!"

Boomgoesthe fireworks...

It hit him, hit him right in the feels. He forgot how much (Y/N) encouraged him to do good. Showed him how to be more open, dialed down his sex crazed mind. He never really loved someone as much as her. Missing her couldn't describe the void in his heart.

It was..to hard of a level in this game he constantly played with her. Toying with her heart, and accusing her of cheating. She'd never cheat, not in a game like this. This was a relationship, a connection , a co-op game. And he lost his partner.

Laughing Jack:

"The person you called has a voice mail box that has not been set up yet"

"Wow..you can't be serious..." You sighed.

LJ hasn't been answering his cell phone since the last time you spoke to him. Not that you were trying to return his calls, it just worried you to an extent.

The sensation of guilt wrapped around your stomach, squeezing your fear senseless. It wasn't your fault that he did such things. It wasn't your fault that he felt responsible for the heartbreak. It just wasn't because of you. But.. it was your fault that you didn't take him from his misery and ended it before it became a serious problem.

You called him once more, again no answer.

"LJ, please pick up..." You silently weeped to yourself.

Tossing your phone on your bed you fell to your knees and began to weep. It hurt, having someone that you care a lot about not answer to your calls or texts or anything. That's possibly how Laughing Jack felt when you refused to accept his mistake.

One night and one more time, thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great...She tastes like you only sweeter...

Your phone sung to you, making it aware that you were receiving a call. Getting off of the floor and grabbing the phone you glanced at the screen. It was from a private number, a number that you weren't familiar with.

"Hello?"

"Yeah, is this (Y/N)?"

"Speaking."

"This is LJ, BEN told me you were trying to get in contact with me."

"Oh yeah, how are you? Are you fine? Where are you?"