jeff the killer x y/n

Greeting from a devil

Y/n pov

Her grandmother loomed over her; Her smoke making the air thick and creepy. "WERE IN THE FUCK WERE YOU!" She bellowed
"Out" is all i said giving a sneer.
"Don't be a brat speak! Now!" She shouted
"I just went for a walk and lost my way" i spoke harshly. She grabbed me by my hair
"This'll teach yer for yer attitude!" Her grandma growled

Jeffs pov

I slinked my way through her window. I'm going to scare her so bad. He thought to himself giggling slightly before hearing a ear splitting cry. He walked quickly but quietly peering down the stares to see y/n being ragged by her hair and a cigarette being burnt into her skin. It took me everything i could muster not to run down there a slit the bitches throat. I could see y/n struggling out of her grip and running upstairs before she could see him. He hid behind her door on the wall. A second later y/n stormed in with a tear stained face. she turned to lock the door. Once she saw me she had a momentary fear moment then calmed down, locked the door and sat on her bed with her back against the wall. Her eyes were red and wet. I sat down next to her. I felt bad? She wasn't moving a muscle just staring down at her hands occasionally sniffling. She soon layed her head down on my shoulder still looking down and my face heated up as i turned away. I looked down at her she seemed calmer now and i started stroking her hair. She slowly drifted off to sleep and so did i.

Y/n pov

I woke up slowly feeling a body next to me i looked up to see a peaceful jeff. My face heated up alot. "Morning" he smirked slowly opening his eyes.
"M-morning" i stuttered. Jeff chuckled. He got up slowly, followed by me.
"Why were you here anyway?" I asked
"Oh right erm theres a party tonight and most the creepypastas are gonna be there" he answered. My face lit up "i would love to go to a party i never go to any." I screeched. Jeff chuckled at my happiness.
"Why don't you just run away from her?" He asked
"Because... she's family, my only family" i looked down
"She isn't family if she does 'that' to you" he spat the word 'that' before pointing to your arm. You hid your arm and face away.
"I'm going to go into the attic!" You announced before walking out of your room and climbing the attic stairs right outside your door. You heard your window open then a heavy thud.

Jeff's probably gone back to the mansion

You looked around not really sure what to look for but you enjoyed looking through some old pictures of your mum and dad. Some time passed finding nothing but a leather book. You sat down and began to read. It turned out to be your mothers diary. Once harf way through you'd gotten to the point were you'd started getting creeped out so you decided to go back to your room. Just as you were at the stairs you knocked a boy over and a heavy clang rang out. A shout from down stairs terrified you. You came down to your grandma glaring at you.
"What was that and why were you in the attic!?" She bellowed
"I knocked a box over because i was trying to find something as i want to go over to my friends house for a sleep over tonight." Your grandma gave you a hard smack across the cheek before retreating back to bed.

This is it! You had, had it you were leaving and going to live at the mansion!

You packed up some of your stuff all off it was from mum and dad. You wrote a letter and left it on your bed saying you went to live else where and to not bother looking for you. You put your mums book in your pocket and left.

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