Snapped (Reader x Jeff)

Hey.

~Y/N's P.O.V.~

I yelped as I was grabbed and pulled behind a building. I struggled in the strangers arms. "Mom! Help me!" My mouth was covered as I screamed for my Mom. "Y/N? Baby where are you?!" I stepped on whoever's foot it was and they moved their hand for a moment. "MOM!!" "Y/N!" Riley rushed around a corner and stared in horror at the person. I felt a sharp pain in my side and gasped.

"Get away creep!" The arms loosened and I fell out of bed. I hit my head and groaned. Bright sunlight hit my eyes as I weakly stood up. Jeff smiled at me hopefully. I narrowed my eyes at him and held my pounding skull. "So I'm a creep now?" I closed my eyes. Is this what a hangover feels like? "Go away." Jeff guiltily frowned and looked at me. "Friendly, about what I said yesterday-""Jeff I barely even remember anything from yesterday. I'm tired, feel like shit, and kind of just wanna crawl into the dirt. Let me sleep in for 10 minutes." He stood. "Oh. All right." I crawled back to bed as Jeff left the room. Everything ached as I closed my eyes against the bright sunlight. I wouldn't go back to sleep but I could rest for a couple of minutes. 

The sun was no longer in my window. I must've fallen asleep, for a while. I stood and found a note at the door. "Hey its jeff. I didnt feel like waking you up a second time so when you wake up ill be in the kitchen with food. hope you feel better. you looked like shit this morning." I chuckled a bit. Asshole.

I walked down the hall and into the kitchen. Jeff stood up. "Hey!" He looked awkward and nervous. "Do, you actually remember things now?" I shrugged. "Let me wake up." He nodded and walked to the microwave. "I cant' cook, like, everything turns into burned shit. Ben can though! He made waffles." I nodded. Jeff set a plate in front of me and slid syrup and toppings down the table. I hungrily ate as Jeff twisted a knife in his hands. He seemed really nervous. Yesterday... ugh.

Yesterday was bad. I started eating slower, feeling sick. "Why am I still here? I was, horrible." Jeff stared at me in alarm and I coughed, clearing my throat. He dug the point of the blade into the table. There was a lot of little of nicks in the wood. How did I not  realize that. "Slendy said you weren't being yourself. That you'd be better after a night's rest." Jeff chuckled and smirked. "Obviously more than a night but," He grinned at me. "the point was clear." I rolled my eyes. He noticed my discomfort.

"Also, you didn't actually hurt us. You mentally couldn't." I was relieved but an annoyance tugged at the back of my mind. "Yeah. I'm weak, I know." His smirk faded. "One, you're not. We didn't stop fighting until Slender told us too. You knocked all of us to the ground without getting seriously hurt. Two," He blushed and tugged his hood over his head. "I'm the weak one." I stared for a moment, before blushing and smirking. "Oh, Loverboy." He bent his head down. "I'm gonna kill you bitch." I pushed away my empty plate. "You can't. You love me." "Shut up."