Y/N's Perspective:
Having watched Jeff abandon him to the proxies and their instructor He would begin to cry and hold himself as the Slendermans tendrils slithered around him, forcing him into a room with very little different to his original room other than the lack of electronics.
"I can't believe I'm stuck here.. I tried to be a good guy and ended up stabbed and kidnapped, what have I ever done to deserve this..?"
Jeff's Perspective:
Jeff lies in a chair while carving up his wall paper out of anger towards Masky and Hoodie though he wasn't sure if it was completely their fault he was mad, was it perhaps the fact he had failed a kill and put more work on Slendermans plate? Or rather that the one person who had tried to be kind was the one who was to be slaughtered, tried to reach out to his dark sunken heart as if he had any kind of connection.
This stuck to his mind for the rest of the day and night as he listens to the quiet sobs of the boy next door, and the angry bashing of Toby's fist on the door. Yelling at the boy to shut his mouth while he was trying to sleep or he would regret it, leaning his head out of his room with a dead eyed glare and raising a knife to how own lips.
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A Killers Love (A Jeff the Killer X Male Reader Original)
FanfictionYou lay in bed contemplating what you will do tomorrow with your friends but hear the sound of glass smashing downstairs so you go and investigate, you freeze on the spot as you come face to face with Jeff the Killer
