Shadows Lurking (creepypastas x reader)

Chapter 13: Allison Parkens

My eyes stare at the letter as my feet lead me back, curiosity filled my head. Eventually, I stood in front of the doors to the mansion. I slowly push it open, my eyes scanning the surroundings. "Not here." I mumble under my breath, I start to wander the house looking for her. I held the letter close to my chest trying to make sure no one saw. I look outside to see her mediating in the yard. I smile grows on my face, I slowly walk out. My body felt light, as my excitement grew. I sit beside her. She slowly turned her head to me, I give her the letter. "Here's a message." Was all that left my mouth, a smirk grew across her features.
"Very well, meet me at 2 am here." I nodded and got up, walking away.

I simply walked up the stairs, opened my door. Thoughts were running through my mind, then I got an idea. 'What if I went to see Allison? Just for a little chat, I have all day.' I smiled going to my window, jumping out rolling a little to avoiding any injuries. I begin to run, I quickly realized that I didn't get tired anymore... at least not as fast. I quickly arrived on the sidewalk, my breath was steady as if I wasn't running at all. I looked around and began to walk to her house, knowing exactly where it was.

My hands flipped my hood up, then were shoved into my pockets. My fingers fiddling with the pocket knife. The closer I got the bigger the house looked, I smiled devilishly. I saw an open window on the second floor, I look around making sure no grounds men were watching. I pull my hands out and focus, they turn into claws. I latched into the side of the building, my body began to think on its own. It launched me up, having my claws dig into the window seal. I heaved myself up, I stumbled into the hall with a grunt. I quickly went to my feet and began to look through the house. A voice started to come from behind me, I jumped my claws latching onto the ceiling. My feet rested on the wall, luckily they were looking down at something. I sighed in relief, I dropped down twisting my body so that I landed on my hands and feet.

Eventually I find her room, I slowly walked in and sat down on her bed and waited. I just waited, my eyes scanning the room. After 20 minutes, the door opened, she walked in and stood for a second stone faced. Then set her bag on the floor besides the door.
"Your house is quite hard to get into." I said knowing damn well she could see my eyes glow bright, as my clawed hands sat in my pockets.
"It was suppose to be, but I suppose it wasn't good enough." She looked out her window, "What is it you want?"
"Only to talk," I stood up walking beside her, my hand resting on her shoulder. "Answer any lingering questions you may have." I smiled a little looking outside.
"You aren't human, are you?" She looked down at my claws.
"I was." I answer walk over and sitting on the bed once more, she sat at her desk looking at me.
"How come? This is all quite Alien to me."
"After I killed my dad, Something changed in me and now I'm a cursed being." I say crossing my claws.
"Cursed?" Her voice was cold yet curious.
"Yes, cursed." I nod.
"Interesting. What are you exactly?"
"From what I heard I am a "Creepypasta", but I'm not hundred percent sure." I answered honestly.
"Do you work for anyone?"
"No." My voice suddenly dark.
"Do others like you exist—"

I loud knocking hit her door, she cursed under her breath and stood up. I got to my feet and opened the window, as she answered it I jumped down silently. I began to run back, leaving her alone... for now.

...Allison's POV...

I began walking back home from school, everyone was freaking out because where my "friends" were. I knew they were dead, and so did their families. I couldn't care less, it was an inconvenience in the end. I had to resist the eye roll every time I was asked. I walked up my driveway and to my front door being greeted by the butler, Sebastian. I handed him my coat and walked upstairs, something about home felt off... I opened my door. '(Y/N) (L/N). What a lovely surprise.' I thought as I put my bag down, locking the door. "Your house is quite hard to get into." She spoke first, I quickly noted her bright eyes, they were very... unique.
"It was suppose to be, but I suppose it wasn't good enough."I looked to the window, walking to it in the process. "What is it you want?"
"Only to talk," she stood up walking very close beside me, her now claw hand sat on my shoulder. "Answer any lingering questions you may have." My cheek flushed slightly... I didn't know why but they did. I ignored it staring out the window, I began to ask questions.

Eventually a knock rang from my door, 'father.' I thought as I stood walking to the door, I heard slight shuffling behind me. "Yes, father."
"There maybe an intruder on the grounds, have you seen anyone?" He said, but I knew damn well he didn't really care about my safety.
"No." My poker face in full effect.
"Okay." He left.

I closed the door turning around, she was gone. I felt a strange feeling I've never felt... it was like a heavy feeling on my chest. I simply walk over to the window pulling it shut, I look at the bed feeling that sinking feeling again. I grab my bag sitting down at my desk and began my homework.

...(Y/N)'s POV...

I just climbed back through my window, lay body plopping down on the bed. I strip myself of any garments, I set my alarm clock for 2am and snuggle up in the blankets to get some early rest before 2. Before long I was in dream land.