(Y/N)'s p.o.v)
He flinched at some of them, but at the moment, is didn't care. Jeff turned, facing me now, I prevented myself from looking at his chest. "I know you want to." Jeff suddenly said. I just huffed, looking down at his chest.
Out of no where, I was pinned on the bed; Jeff on top. I struggled, but that only made him put his weight on me.
NO Lemons
I stared at him dead in the eye, and said, "I'm going to fucking murder you, if you don't get the fucking hell off me." His eyes widened at my words, he got off me, and then left the room. I sat in silence.
"UGH I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH, JEFF!" I screamed in the pillow. I sat up, and stared at the room. I thought, it needed a makeover.
I sat up, looking at the destroyed walls.
(5 hours later, I'm so lazy.)
OH MY gosh... the walls were now beige, with some lights hung on the ceiling. The floor had a black carpet, and the bed, the bed was just wow.
(HOPE Y'ALL enjoyed this, I'll be back don't worry.)
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Him and I (Jeff the Killer x Reader)
FanfictionYou're a 18 year old girl, who's in love with creepypasta, you hate Jeff most. Why?? Find out yourself.
