Creepypasta Short Stories. (Book 1)

~My Favorite Toy~ Jason the Toymaker. (1/2)

Requested by Spinaglory

(Sadist) Jason the Toymaker x (Shy) Reader

2nd POV

Y/N sat quietly in the run down toyshop, listening to moans of pain coming from the room where Jason made his toys.
Why were you there you ask? Well, Jason decided to keep you for himself.
It was a few weeks earlier, you were in your room doing homework when suddenly a little blue door appeared, to which Jason then emerged from it.
Instead of turning you into a toy he decided to keep you and said he wouldn't kill you if you didn't try to leave him, he wanted you to be his own personal 'friend'.
You were partially scared of him, mostly because of how possessive and selfish he was, always draining your energy to give him every bit of attention.
After some time the moaning stopped, the Toymaker opened the door, revealing himself.
His eyes were emerald, his hair mahogany with a black streak in it, and his skin partially rotten.
He stepped out and closed the door behind him, and you turned as you heard him.
"Did you have fun?" You asked as you saw he had a smile on his face.
Jason looked at you and tilted his head slightly, "I always have fun playing with my 'friends', dear~" He said sadistically as he took out a carving knife from behind his back and ran his claws along the blade.
You saw there was blood on it, and you looked away down at the cracked floorboards.
"What's wrong Y/N?" He asked.
You looked up at him, to see how he was suddenly in front of you.
"Uh, nothing really." You replied.
Jason looked down at you and lifted your chin up with one of his claws and looked into your eyes.
He brought his carving knife close to your face, and put the blades at your cheeks.
Your breath hitched and your eyes watched as he slowly dragged it across your cheek, then he chuckled.
"I wouldn't hurt you Y/N, you have such a cute face, why would I ruin it?" He asked as his emerald eyes seemed to grow bigger, his demeanor turning even more sadistic.
You felt your heart race fast, and Jason pulled away, he turned back around to his 'toy' room.
"You have my permission to go outside, walk around for a bit. But if you dare to run away..." Jason whipped back around and looked at you with a maniacal smile.
"...I'll turn you into a toy. Then you'll never leave me." He said as he then disappeared back into the room.
You gulped and jumped up from the dusty, torn apart couch you were sitting on, and you left outside.
The toyshop was located in an abandoned carnival, which was somewhere in the woods.
There really was no escape, even if you tried to run you couldn't keep running forever until Jason found you.
You sighed and kicked the dirt as you sat by the Ferris wheel, you put your hands in your hoodie pocket and hugged yourself, trying to get warm from the cold wind that passed by.
You yawned, and your eyes grew tired as you sat back on the Ferris wheel, then you closed your eyes and fell asleep.