Jeff The Killer x Reader

Chapter 1

Okay so ngl I have been in love with CREEPYPASTA for SOOOO long and it's time I wrote a fanfic about it UwU I wanna be a creepypasta plez-

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Your P.O.V

I was walking home from (F/N) house with an earphone in my right ear listening to the 105.1 radio station, singing to sorry not sorry by Demi Lovato silently.

I walked up the driveway and realized the lights weren't on, awesome, My drunk dad, (D/N), was probably out cold. I unlocked the door and went inside, locking the door behind me.

I went to the kitchen to make myself a snack, I opened the fridge and I heard shuffling, footsteps maybe, I figured maybe the fridge was making ice or somethin'.

As I grabbed a strawberry jello the footsteps got louder, I got scared, I thought it was my dad coming to hit me or whip me more...I figured I couldn't avoid it so I turned around, a man with a blood-stained white hoodie, and black hair, he was a bit pale, but you could still see he was tan a bit, he had cuts on each side of his lips and... strangely nice brown eyes....wait what?

He raised a bloody knife seemingly about to stab me, I was scared shitless, I raised my hands and shielded myself with the strawberry jello, after about 5 seconds, I was confused as to why he wasn't killing me, so I looked up, he was laughing

"W-whats so f-funny..?" I stuttered

'HAHA! YOUR PROTECTING YOURSELF WITH A GODDAMN STRAWBERRY JELLO?! AHAHA!'

I looked at the jello and was about to laugh myself.

"Well I was kind of hungry when I got home so...hehe.."

He sat down in front of me and sat down and twirled his knife on his finger. Signalling for me to sit down. I guess I didn't have a choice since this dude kind of wanted to kill me..

'So who was that guy upstairs?'

I let out an annoyed sigh

"My dad, when I was 5 my mother died of cancer," I opened the jello. "My dad started drinking a lot more, and abusing me, whipping me, and occasionally touching me in inappropriate places, I hate him, he thinks I'm his slave or something, I couldn't hate life more, I have no family, and only one friend, but (Friends gender)'s moving away, so..if you want to kill me go ahead.

He looked confused. 'OHHHH your (Y/N)?!'

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How does this man know (Y/N)?

What will she do?

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See you in the next chapter!~