Jeff the Killer X Reader
This chapter will contain: swearing, mention of a weapon
Y/N=Your name
Reader Gender: Any
All credit goes to the creators of the video above and the to creator of Jeff
A/N: I'm definitely starting this book off with a crack chapter. This little "It's 3 AM" joke has been with me from the very beginning of my little Creepypasta journey so I decided to incorporate it in this book thing.
Y/N rolled over onto their other side, slipping in and out of consciousness. Their body finally decided on waking up. They let out a small groan as they sat up and glanced over at the clock. The bright, florescent, red numbers read '3:00 AM' on the dot.
"You've gotta be shitting me.." Y/N grunted as they staggered out of bed, making their way downstairs. If they couldn't sleep, might as well have some coffee. They stopped at the top of the steps, noticing that the kitchen light was on. They knew for sure that they had shut it off before going to bed. Y/N made their way back to their bedroom, grabbed their belt, folded it like a Latina mother, and waltzed downstairs.
"Alright, WHO THE FUCK-" Y/N stopped to see nobody in the kitchen. They checked the living room. No one. The dining room. Nobody. The bathroom, the bedroom, the balcony, there was no one to be seen.
"Maybe I am just a forgetful fuck." Y/N flicked off the lights and made their way back upstairs to their room. They tossed the belt to the floor and snuggled up under the covers, soon dozing back off.
A few hours later, Y/N was awoken by someone on top of them. They looked up to see bright blue eyes belonging to a hooded figure that pinned them to the bed, It was clearly a man. The man held a rusted kitchen knife above Y/N.
"Go to sleep!" he practically shouted.
Y/N glanced up at the clock, it read 4:30 AM. They looked back at the hooded dude with an offended expression.
"So you're telling me that you woke me up JUST TO TELL ME to go BACK to SLEEP?"
The man stopped for a minute, contemplating his next word choice.
"Well uh..yeah, pretty much."
Y/N easily kicked him off the bed and onto the floor with a loud 'thud'. They rolled over, snuggling back under their warm blankets.
"Get the fuck out of my house."
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