Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

Meeting Him

-Author chan here, have fun! also, tell me if i should make these shorter or keep it this length? :)

Meeting Him for the First Time

Slenderman

Y/n hummed quietly to console herself , her tears flowing down her cheeks. 'I really cannot believe I didn't see it sooner...' She thought to herself, thinking of what she had just witnessed.

Previously in the same day, Y/n smiled while skipping on the sidewalk to visit her boyfriend (( Now ex,) with her bag resting against her shoulder. 'I'm so excited...! Maybe he has something set up for the date? Ah, maybe I should have asked if I should have brought something? Oh well!' The girl grinned cheek to cheek as her F/c shoes tapped against the concrete below.

Her eyes trailed to the door now in front of her as she brought out her key and opened it quickly. The smile on her face quickly dropped as she saw two bodies on her boyfriend's couch. "Oh, am I interrupting something? Sorry, I'll leave." She huffed out and threw her promise ring on the ground next to the now guilty looking Ex.

She ran out the door, not caring where she ran as her mascara trailed down her face, smudging her once perfect makeup.
And of course, Y/n managed to run into some forest she had never seen before, and also happened to trip over the most obvious thing.
A branch.
'SERIOUSLY?! GOD DAMN I-'
" Are you okay, Small one?"
A voice sounded out in Y/n's head, making her double check her surroundings. That was until she just happened to look up.
Her mouth dropped as she saw a huge figure, with...no face?
Well shit.

"Uh..Kinda. Physically, yes. Emotionally? I'm wrecked..." She whispered out, her eyes finding the ground covered in orangeish yellow leaves.
" Ah, I see. I know what happened, and I also know you didn't deserve that. Please go home and be safe, Dear. I don't want to see you trip over anymore branches.." The figure softly kneeled down to her nodded his head before disappearing suddenly. Y/n gratefully took his advice and ran home, a small smile on her face now. Maybe today wasn't so bad.

Jeff the Killer

Y/n's stomach growled lowly, as if hissing out a curse towards it's owner for not feeding it. She rolled her eyes and groaned, pushing her body off the bed and tumbling on the floor lazily. "Damn it!" She cursed quietly to herself as she opened her door and quickly paced downstairs to her kitchen.
She scowled as she looked in the fridge, nothing seeming good or at least interesting to her.
"MOOOOMMM! DADDDD! We have no food to eaatttt!!!"

" CHECK THE FUCKING CUPBOARDS AGAIN Y/N!" Y/n's brother yelled out, his voice echoing through the entire house. She rolled her eyes with a slight grin, skipping to the cupboard and opening it, looking through it and putting the interesting things below on the counter.

While she did this, a certain pale killer showed up behind the cupboard door, knife in hand ready to pounce. That is until Y/n opened the cupboard even wider, slamming it in his face and humming, shaking her hips to a song she made up.
He landed on the side of the fridge with a slient growl, standing again until Y/n swung the fridge door open, grabbing a water bottle and her snacks.
She raised a brow when she heard a loud thud from behind the door. She closed it quickly and looked at the man who held his head with a groan.

"Oh shit. You good? Why were you behind my fridge? You'd have to be dumb to get in the way of food.." Y/n said with a smirk as she offered her hand, just for it to get smacked away as the man ran out the window he came in through.
"Weird. Anyways, i'm excited to eat, ehehe.."