Creepypasta & Fnaf Lemons

Will Grossman X Reader

 You were on your way to your friends birthday party. You had gotten a call from her earlier that evening. You sighed and said yes. She would always ask you to do stuff right when it was the last moment when you had to go. That was her strategy. Worked pretty damn well too. Pissed you the fuck off but you had been friends forever and you couldn't stay mad at each other. You grab your best looking dress. It was a navy blue dress. It was strapless and was down to your mid thigh. The party was at the bar. Sounds like something she'd do. You didn't mid it actually. It wasn't a lie you were in denial. About 2 weeks ago you caught your boyfriend since 10th grade cheating on you with your best friend who's party you were going too. You were destroyed. You showed him everything, you gave him everything an that piece of shit threw it away. So you got into drinking. It wasn't a good way to relieve the pain but at least ti held it off for awhile. Your friends would come over to see you on the couch with about 3-5 beer bottles all empty laying around your sleeping body. Then you'd wake up with a crucial headache and just want to die. 

Before you went on your little journey a text message came from your phone. You picked up your phone to see who is was. To no surprise it was you ex boyfriend. You open the message he sent.

Manhoe: Hey baby.

You: You've got the wrong #.

Manhoe: Nope. It's the right one Jessica.

You: WHAT?! HOW MANY GIRLS ARE THERE YOU PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A HUMAN BEING!

Manhoe: (Y/N)! This wasn't meant for you i can explain!

You: Explain my ass. Rot in hell you thot. We are never talking to each other. Im blocking you.

After the little problem you blocked him. Tears started swelling on your eyelids. The make up you just put on could've been ruined. So...you calmed yourself down by imagining him getting mauled by bears.

You grab your purse and head out to the bar where you guys were meeting. In retrospect you loved walking instead of driving. Whenever you walked you felt like all your problems where cured for the little bit of peace you had. You breath into the night air as it got colder and colder. You look at the stars and just enjoy a peaceful evening with your friend.

Until you heard the scream.

You ran to the noise and saw a young man brutally murdering a girl with a knife. The boy had blond hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a navy blue hoodie with a leather like jacket on top. He wore jeans and finger-less gloves. The weird thing though was his mask. It looked like a crow or bird sort of thing. You just stood there petrified. What do you do when a murder happens right in front of you. You go to leave but,

His eyes caught yours.

You were just looking each other in the eye. The boy seemed amused at your frightened state. Something about him seemed quite adorable? It could've been the scruffy unkept blond hair, or those blue eyes. Baby blue color. Or maybe it was that stupid smirk he was giving you.

"Why are you smirking at me?!" You say trying to be confident but obviously not working.

"Cause it's funny to see how you haven't run yet. A girl like you has nothing to protect herself." He was right. You never took self defense class or anything like that. You were raised in a family that thought a girl should be proper. Or in other words fresh bait. He took 2 steps forward and was laughing. You saw him clutching his knife. But thank god in your time of need you remembered something.

About 2 months ago your ex had gotten you pepper spray cause where you worked there was a lot of drunkies, crazies, robbers. He put it in your purse and told you to protect yourself. Well....these were one of those times. You pull the pepper spray out and hit him in the eyes Causing him to drop the knife and rub his eyes.