What's More Dreadful? (Creepypasta Various x Reader Fan fiction)

(Revised) - I What? - Chapter 3

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I'm writing all these pre made chaps at 2 in the morning...

And I know I said I was going to use these if I need to post something but... Yea here you go don't ask questions, BYE!

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~✨ (Y/n)'s POV ✨~

    "Hmm weird..."

    After my time with (f/n) a that cute coffee shop, I noticed my irises kept changing color, but ignored it for I had to get ready for work. I currently own a little bakery/coffee shop, its a short drive to get there since its just a little ways away and business was always good.

I heavily themed it around things like stars, the galaxy, constellations, (or just astronomy in general) and Greek mythology. Just how I like it.

I don't have a set uniform, just something appropriate and a cute baby purple apron I gave them. When I hired my employees three years ago and they never left, I just let them stylize their aprons how ever they want, whither it be painting something that represents them and their personalities, putting pins from shows, movies, or books they enjoy, to adding unnecessary patches of fabric for extra character.

Sorry, I'm rambling aren't I?

  Hopefully nobody at work will notice the little color thing going on with my eyes, but you know what would be cool? If they dipicted my mood, that would be awesome! As I was getting ready my phone started ringing.

  I looked at the ID to see someone I haven't talked to in a long time.

  Shock, utter shock filled my body and thoughts, while confusion filled my brain th-they? No, he still has my number? I thought to myself.

"H-hey bro!" I said with fake enthusiasm, fear lacing my mind after I answered the phone.

"Hello sister! What are you doing? Are you getting ready to work at that pathetic bakery of yours? Why don't you just ditch that and come play with me and Tylie-Wylie! You know what happens when we're sad don't you dear sister?" I gulp. Well this isn't what I thought today would be

"Y-yes brother, and I-I'm v-v-very sorry but I-I can't do that, I n-need to make a l-living for myself w-without depending o-on y-you two." I said, nervousness evident in my tone.

"Humph, fine. Our dear family will be stoping by your town next week for a quick visit before we leave for Hawaii, do say hi while we're here..."

  "O-oh okay, w-well I l-l-love y-you, I n-need to get going to w-work now. See ya b-bro..." I stuttered and hung up not giving him a chance to speak, and went to work without a second to lose, I dont wanna be late after all, and I definitely don't wanna be talking to him for longer than I have to.

  I made sure to quickly down one of my anxiety meds.

  Hi, author here, ima speak for a moment while you drive to work.

  Growing up, you were terrorized by your older brothers, your older sis would too, but she was just teasing you about the cute stuff. Now your brothers, they abused you, beat you till you did what they wanted or cried. If you started crying your dad would get involved, he would shove his words down you throat and tell you that what they did was just for fun, he encouraged you to do it back, and you did one time, but that only made it worse.

  So, you just dealt with it. Sometimes when you were little, your dad would walk by you and kick you, though it was subtle, then quickly turn around and apologize, saying it was an accident. You never learned though, did you? Just smiled. (F/n) helped you realize what they were doing was wrong, though you still have a hard time believing it.

  Alright dear, back to you

    Once I got there I clocked in early and got to work on some turnovers and other sweet pastries, soon after I finished and put them in the oven or fridge, for storage reasons, I received a text from (f/n); 'hey hun are you mad that I didn't tell you about Matt?'. I sighed that girl always jumps to conclusions. Matt is (f/n)'s new boyfriend. I quickly replied with a simple 'No your fine you didnt do anything'. And looked at the work schedule. Today is going to be a long day... I can tell....

- time skip a few hours -

  Closing time was in ten minutes when a group of three men walked in. They looked about my age and slighty reminded me of the three men from my dream... weird...

    One of the males looked at me for a second before smiling and going back to his conversation with the other males. They sat down at the booth that was close to the register where I stood. They seem... Suspiciously familiar...? Hmm...?

I've always been told I'm oblivious to others. Though that's not true, I just don't show it till behind closed doors. I looked carefully into their eyes, the only emotions I saw were relaxed, catious, and giddy... wonder why. I waited a few minutes to ask what they wanted to order, then went into the back. Everyone that was in there looked at me and gasped.

    I looked down at one of my workers who I knew well (and is considerably shorter than me) ran up to me and felt my arms and forehead when I realised that my skin was gray. I screamed and backed into a wall, pulling my out phone, shaking like a leaf and turned on the camera.

  Well, smack my ass and call me the devil...

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Edit: I wanted to make the boys in your family, uh, sexist? Like they're superior and the girls of the house should bow down, I guess...

1071 words.
So! Time to clarify, your family is like this in order of youngest to oldest
(Y/n), Jack(phone call boi), Amelie(or Ames, (pronounced like Emily/Aims)), Tyler(Tyler and Amelie are twins but completely different), (M/n, mothers name), (F/n, fathers name).
So yea, hope that helps!
Was kinda random though, huh?