Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

~(Jeff's Chapter) When the Baby is Born~

Jeff the Killer's POV (4 months before his baby's birth)

I check my phone for the umpteenth time this week. No calls or texts from her... It's been six months since she flipped her shit and left. Slenderman saw her a couple times as did Red but never once to she ask about me... At least, that's what they told me...

Maybe I should just give her a call...

"Jeff, I'm bored... I want to do something," My female companion from last night says, posing in the doorway in skimpy lingerie. It truly is a disgusting display.

"Yeah? Well, people in Hell want ice water. Please leave," I hiss at her from the bed. A shower would be good... And a phone call from Y/N would be good too...

The girl frowns dejectedly, "Well... Fine then." She stomps away. A few moments later and the front door closes. I really hope she put on clothes or a coat...

Just as I'm getting up, my phone rings. Please, please be her... I answer calmly, "This is Jeff..."

Her voice comes across the speaker, "Hey, Jeff... Um... Do you think we could meet sometime? I'm a bit... Um... Let's just meet at the café down the street from your house in an hour," Y/N says nervously. What's got her nerves all riled up?

"Yeah, okay," I reply.

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I notice her walk in. I wave her over and she sits across from me. Has she gained some weight? Don't ask her that... But seriously. She looks... Round. She brushes her (Hair color) from her face, taking in a deep breath. She looks beautiful, as always.

"How have you been, Jeff?" She asks, not looking up at me. Why won't she look at me?

"Oh... Um... Busy with-"

"Girls? I know... Slender told me about the multitudes," Y/N shoots me a glare. Is she angry with me!? She left me!

"Right... So what about you?" I wonder trying to ignore the fact that she's pissing me off.

"I've been to to the doctor's office a few times..." She looks away again, her fingers gently drumming on the table.

"Is everything... Are you okay?" I am genuinely concerned. She is, afterall, the love of my life... Or was... No, still is on my side of things.

"Me and Junior are fine..." She says.

"Junior? You have a kid?! How the fuck did that happen?" I snap at her.

She looks at me like I'm a dumbass. What? It is a legitimate question, Y/N. She stands up and walks over to me, grabbing my hand and placing it on her stomach, "Well, Jeff... Kids are made by sex, which we happened to have right before I walked out... Junior is what I'm calling it since I don't know if it's a boy or a girl. Today is the day I get that ultrasound. I just-"

It clicks. I rip my hand away from her. Hell no. Uh oh. Oh shit... She's keeping it... Oh fuck. No, no, no... That's bad. Very bad. I'm the trash of the gene pool... "Wha- You need to get rid of that thing!"

Her face contorts into something between hurt and anger. No, you don't understand. Let me- "You're an ass, Jeff! I am trying to be nice and let you get involved in your baby's life!"

"Y/N, that thing has my DNA... If you forgot, I killed my parents and attempted to kill Liu... Please, for everyone's sake, don't bring another me into the world!" I stand up, grabbing her by the shoulders,  "You don't want to be a murderer's mother. You'll be blamed for how it turns out. You'll be blamed for causing it to kill people. Victims' families will pass you on the street and give you death threats! Is that what you want?"