(+Yandere!) Creepypastas x Fem. Readers One-shots! (#Wattys2019) Requests CLOSED

Yandere! Jeff the Killer x Abused! Fem. Reader

Requested by aShLyN4lyFe. Might be inspired.

Another different Y/n! I shall make it very well. :)

Contains self-harm, suicidal thoughts, abuse, curse words! You've been warned.

Y/n's POV
My life is total shit.
My mother has disappeared without a trace, my sister has been abusing me, my father is alcoholic and careless to me, and I got bullied to top it off. Yeah...

It started when my mother and father was having a small time together in the living room while me and my sister were sleeping. Then the next day, she disappeared. That day of her disapperance, my father fell into a deep depression and caused my sister to hate me after that. My sister start to beat me up everyday. Lucky for me, we didn't go to the same school so the bullying I got is less severe. My sister is very dangerous, in terms of abuse. I wouldn't say she could kill anyone, but she can leave me unconscious. I wonder how though...

I'd rather talk about my bullying situation. I have been bullied by a group of people, with one of them having a pale skin, long black hair that's coverred with a white hoodie, a mask which coverred his mouth, and black jeans along with black sneakers. There are five people, 2 girls and 3 boys. The two girls are responsible for making gossips and rumors, giving letters and write horrible things. They're too weak to even fight. But the boys are the ones who beat people up. These people are ruthless and feared among lots of students. Fate don't take sides though, as they always get caught. After tons of bullying cases, they're being watched by a few teachers. It still didn't stop them. Why can't they just expel them?

One day...
Abuse and bullying gotten worse. I was so bloodied that my friend, Maddie who was with me once, took me to the hospital. I really don't understand why is it my fault for my mother's disappearance. By some miracle, I'm alive. I wish I was dead.
The day I was released, I begin to cut myself with a knife. I was at home for a few days after my release. My sister caught me once and begin to mock me. I don't care anymore. I've been through so much hardships, she never realized how much I've been sufferring. At one night, she caught me crying and mumbling about why is it my fault for my mother's disappearance. From that forward, she just ignores me. It didn't stop me from hurting myself, however.

At school, I kept trying my best to ignore the bullies and cut myself peacefully in an empty area. Maddie would ask where I was but I kept quiet.
One day, I was cutting myself as usual. Yes, the cuts were very deep. They don't recover very easily but I didn't care. I kept cutting different spots, soon it starts to bled so much. I hold my feelings to scream or groan in pain. After all, I couldn't afford to care anymore. Then that pale-skinned bully came in the empty classroom I was in. He saw me sitting on the floor on the back row. He look like he was grinning evily and approached me. I don't care, I just don't care anymore. I'm very depressed. As he got nearer, he saw a pool of blood surrounding me. He was surprised. With my blank eyes and emotionless face, I continued without a single feeling of humanity. He quickly took away the knife and pulled me closer to him. "The fuck do you think you're doing?! It's not your job to to torture yourself!" "I... don't care anymore..." I said to him. "What?!" "If I care, I will suffer more... After all, I lost my mother, my father... heh... hehe... became so careless of me... blaming me for everything. And my sister... hates me too... I don't give a fuck anymore. I don't care if I die. Just let me die...-" I said to him, before losing consciousness. I must've lost a lot of blood.

I woke up in a forest. I flutterred my eyes open and looked at my arms. It was bandaged.
...
Why?
Did he save me?
If so, why? Doesn't he dislike me for whatever reason?
Footsteps was heard beside me and I saw him bringing a plastic bag with him. "Finally you're awake. Jeez, what a pain you are." "Why... You could just let me die..." "Ahh...! Shut up. Look, just be grateful you're alive, alright? You can still enjoy the scenery around you!" he said as he pointed towards a tree. I looked at it and saw a bunch of heads. Of my father, sister, and the 4 other bullies. I was slightly surprised and looked at him. He was smiling proudly, despite his mouth carved into a bloody smile. He looked insane. "W-what..." "I killed them for you so your sufferring could end! It was the perfect moment for us!" he said. "No... No! They didn't deserve to die! I do." "No. They do, and even myself! I couldn't forgive how much I've made you suffer. All this time, I had a deep crush on you, but I just can't admit it and it made me so mad!! So I just had to pour it on you. I'm terribly sorry." he said. Shock was growing. "What..." "I know, I know. You can't forgive me. I'm too cruel to be forgiven. So, I have to pay it for you." he said. He dropped the plastic bags and approached me. He knelt down onto me and placed his hand on my cheek. I was stunned, very. I don't understand...
He pulled my face and kissed me gently. I heard a stab noise but I didn't feel any pain. As he released me, he fell down to the ground with blood soaking his white hoodie. I panicked and approached him. "Y/n..." "No! You idiot. Why did you do that?! I forgive you, and you don't need to do that for me!!" I cried. "No... I'm unforgiveable... You can't... forgive me... That burden in your heart... I can't... fix it..." he said, coughing blood between his words. Tears streaming down more. "No... No... You don't deserve it. I'm the disgrace here." "You aren't... You're... perfect. H-hey... I h-haven't... said my name... I-I'm Jeff, by the... way... So, don't even th-think... of killing yourself..." he said, chuckling before he blow his final breath. I cried further and further. I knew my depression grew after. This is all my fault. But...
I didn't want to disappoint him.

Years after.
Depression gotten better. Maddie supported me everytime I needed it. It's been years since the deaths of my family. Turns out my mother was out of states without telling anyone. I was blamed for nothing.
One day, a new kid came in. He looked awfully familiar. He has the same white hoodie, black hair, blue eyes, mask, and black jeans with black sneakers as Jeff. Is this a coincidence? "Everyone, meet Jeffery Woods." the teacher said. Everyone greeted him. "Sit next to Y/n over there." she said. He nods and sat next to me.
"Been a while, eh, Y/n."

If I think about it, it's a bit of a dramatic story. Boy... -w-