~YOUR POV~
You arrived outside the Creepypasta mansion about 10 minutes from the party and were trying as hard as you could not to cry. Masky and Hoody got out of the van too. Masky grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder and laughed. Sadly, you were in such a rush that you forgot to wear shorts under your mini-skirt. Underwear yes, but no shorts. Ugh. Masky kicked open the front door and yelled "We're back!" Everyone in the main living area of the Pasta mansion stared at you, or your butt anyways. Masky took you off his shoulder and carried you bridal style over to the couch. He released you and you landed right on BEN's lap. Ben smiled at you and put one hand on your thigh and the other around your midsection. "Welcome to the mansion." he said with delight, "I'll show you around."
He stood up and grabbed your hand. He took you through the kitchen, which for some reason, smelled like a rotting animal, the dining room, the basement and everywhere else. Then he took you upstairs and showed you your room. It was at least twice the size of your old room and had its own bathroom as well. BEN slammed the door shut behind him and grabbed you by the waist. "If there's anything I can do for you, don't hesitate to ask..." he said seductively, flashing his pearly white fangs. "Uh..BEN.." was all you said before he forced his lips on yours. This was very uncomfortable because you liked Jeff, not BEN. You pushed him away and thanked him for showing you around and shut the door on him. You exhaled and walked over to the dresser in the corner of the room to put on some pajamas. You pulled out a spaghetti strap shirt and some booty shorts. Just as you had gotten dressed for bed, there was a knock on the door. You opened it and Jeff was standing in the hallway, but he looked kind of angry.
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Jeff (the killer) x reader (on hold til march 2018 or sooner)
Fanfictionfind yourself in love with one of the creepypasta name Jeff the killer. Are you ready to go through the crazyness to be with your love?