Creepypasta x Reader

Ch. 1 - Adrenaline

[Hey! I'm glad you're reading my story. Like most of my stories, I kinda just got mad that no one had a story that i wanted and wrote one myself.  No set date for updates, but I'll probably be writing while I'm snowed in.  Anyways, this is basically your backstory.  Enjoy!] Warning - Swearing + Gore

"LORICE YOU FUCKING BITCH!" I heard my father yell from downstairs. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! YOU NEVER DO SHIT IN THIS HOUSE BITCH!" I could tell he was really wasted tonight.  He always yells, but this is a bit excessive.

I stood up grabbed my little sister, Lily, to climb out our window before dad finds us.  We had done this many times before, so we were out quickly.  I heard my dad slamming himself against my door, breaking it open.  He looked out and saw Lily and I.  My eyes widened as I told Lily to run to the neighbour's house.  I pulled out my pocket knife and ran to the front of my house.  After father got outside, I ran in and locked him out.  My mother had locked herself in the bedroom and called 911.  Father banged his fists on the front door, screaming for me to open it. 

But I'm not running away this time.  I'm fighting back.

I heard a loud crash from the kitchen and spun around.  Father had jumped through the window.  He grabbed a kitchen knife from the counter and ran at me.

Something snapped inside of me, and I straightened my arm towards his heart.  He ran staight into the knife, slicing my left arm slightly.  "W-what are you do-"  Father collapsed.  I put my fingers against his neck to check for a pulse. Nothing.

I started to laugh.  I laughed so hard I was crying.  He was dead!  After all those years of torment he was finally gone!

My hand picked up the knife and stabbed him, over and over, watching as the crimson liquid poured out from every mark.  I shivered in delight as the knife made a satisfying squish as it sliced open his filthy skin.  Slowly, I cut his chest and abdomen open and cut apart each and every organ I could find.  I threw them, covering every inch of the dining room in blood and guts.  The way his intestines hung from the chandelier, stomach acid spilling onto the white lace covering our dining table.  It all felt right.  His heart was next.  I took it out, watching as the blood spilt from the first stab wound.  I placed the heart over my mouth and let the blood drip down my throat. 

After mutilating his body beyond recognition, I plucked each and every one of his nasty stained teeth.  I placed them in my hoodie pocket as I walked up the stairs to my mother.  She opened the door, hearing me knock. 

Mother had a terrified look on her face as I forced the door completely open. "(Y-Y/n) what are you doing?!"  She yelled as I drew closer, dragging the bloodied knife against her wall.  A blood curtailing screech filled my ears as I slit her neck.  While she was barely alive, I sucked blood out of the open wound.  Plucking and placing her perfect white teeth into my other pocket, I left her body.  She didn't deserve to be embarrased like father.

I walked across into my room, then placed the teeth in a baggie, switched clothes, and grabbed my black sneakers.  Quickly, I ran to the kitchen, avoiding the river of blood, to pack food into my bag.  Opening the cabinet, I grabbed a pack of matches, then ran to the garage to snatch the gasoline.  I sadly poured the liquid all over my masterpieces, leading a trail out of the front door.  I lit a match and set the house on fire.  The flames rose quickly as I watched the fire blossom into rage.  It was so mesmerising, I almost didn't hear the police sirens.  When I saw the red and blue lights flashing against the warm sidewalk, I began to run.  I heard the yells and frantic footsteps following me into the cornfields.  There was crunching and barking dogs following me through the tall cornstalks.  My heart raced as my body overflowed with adrenalin.  Suddenly, I heard an officer shout, "Over there!"  I turned and ran another direction, picking up speed and zig-zagging my way through the field.  After about ten minutes, all I could hear was faint barking.  I neared the edge and ran out into the highway.  A car passed by right behind me as I jumped the railing.  Quickly, I reached the forest lining the road and dashed in.

I ran for another two minutes or so before stopping and catching my breath.  My smile was still spread from ear to ear, while the adrenaline slowly left my body.  I sat on the side of a hill, staring into the creek as I thought of what to do next...

[Whelp! This chapter is done! I hope you're enjoying it so far.  Just a little shout out to Panic_At_The_DickHoe for helping me describe the fire a bit. (Match go boom boom / Matchy matchy lights the housey housey) See you guys next chapter!]