JeffTheKiller x Reader

Dreams

It's been around three weeks since the last time Jeff confronted you. In a way, you were glad he didn't come back, but in a completely different way... you wanted him to.

"Hey, Oksana." Matthew, your best friend, said as he nudged your arm. You were deep in thoughts, didn't even acknowledge
him. "Hey," he said a little more demanding this time. You snapped out of the trance you seemed to be in. "Hey, sorry. I have a lot on my mind." You think to yourself , jeff... He smiles and looks at you with his warm brown eyes, "Oksy, you can tell me." You look at him, "It's fine
Matt." and you smile gently. He nods his head, "Hey I've got to get to class," he says as he grasps your hand a little. He smiles "Bye Oksy." and you smirk. You two used to date. But he's got a new girlfriend, Jessica. You get a disgusted look on your face as you think of that bitch. She's a typical slut, on the cheer team, super popular, and all over the idea of sex. You head to your locker, grab your geography books and head to class.

Later that night, you have a dream about Jeff. It's weird, you're in a huge house, mansion-like. You see Slender man and run, down the first hall you see. You suddenly bump into someone or something. Your feet slip out from under you and you land hard on the cement floor.

It's dark and you can't see hardly anything beside Slendys white face coming towards you, and the shadow of the being you bumped into. "Hey, Get up quick!" it's a males voice, but dark and harsh. You reach for his hand to help you up and you guys start running, hand in hand. All the sudden you feel a tug on your hand, and they had stopped. "Here." he said. You followed him into a room with a dim light.

As soon as you caught even a glimpse of what he was wearing and matched it to his voice and you instantly knew who it was. You blush as you think of holding his hand. He got close to you and looked at your face, as if admiring you. He gently takes his cold at hand and places it on your chin. You blush, but have a good feeling.

You wake up, feeling a bit warm. You sit up in your bed. You're shirtless, because well, that's how you always sleep. You remember the dream clearly, and smile thinking of it. You can't help but think, Did I really like that dream... Jeff is a killer.. You lay back down, and think about things. Ever since the last time you met Jeff, you've felt uneasy as to your feelings about him. You slowly fall back asleep, thinking of Jeff of course.