Killers Love Too - Reader x Creepypasta

Chapter 1- Meeting Jeff

(F/N)= First Name
(L/N)= Last Name
(E/C)= Eye Color
(H/C)= Hair Color
(S/C)= Skin Color [ NOT BEING RACIST ]
[ Your POV ]
You were the only child in your family. You had a brother, but a stupid truck hit him when he accidentally rolled his skateboard in the middle of the street. Just thinking about it made you tear up. Your life was good other than that tragedy.

You were just laying in bed, trying to sleep. You finally started to doze off but heard a bump outside your window. You were in a two-story house, so how could someone reach the window? You just shook it off, thinking it was just a bird. That decision would chance your life forever.

You turned, your head facing the wall, when you heard your window creak open. Creeeeeeak! You got the chills from the wind and the noise so you rolled over to find a pale-white face staring down at you.

You screamed as loud as you could, grabbed your pillow, and threw it at the guy, but that didn't work. You were sitting up, huddling your knees. You finally got the guts to talk and said nervously," W-who are y-you? W-what d-do you w-want?" The man stood up from his crouching position and said in a low voice,"Shhh. Are you (F/N) (L/N)?" You hesitate, than nodded.

"You're coming with me, (F/N)," he said. He reached down and tried to grab your arm. You scooted back and, when you hit the wall, slapped his hand away. "I'm not going anywhere with you, you creep," you said, finally gaining some courage. He gave you a devilish smile and said," C'mon, (F/N), you don't want me to use force, do you?" He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a knife.

He walked toward you, still having that smile on his face. His hair black hair swept in front of his face, hiding one eye. It seemed like he never... blinked. You shivered. As he got closer, you could make out his features. He was wearing a white hoodie, stained with a red substance, had black pants on, and black and white converse shoes. "Please don't be blood on that jacket, please don't be blood on that jacket," you prayed in your mind. The worst part was that smile. It looked like someone tried to carve his mouth into a permanent smile. "I don't think he did that to himself, did he," you asked yourself.

All you remember was getting knocked out by something hard, like a plank of wood. You woke up to find yourself getting carried through the forest, near your house, by the man.you were slumped over his shoulder, face looking down at the ground. You tried to move, or even speak, but your hands were tied together and your mouth was taped shut. You mumbled through the tape and the man heard you. "Finally awake? Can't take a hit or what," he said.

"Well, since you're staying with me for a while, you might as well know my name. My name's Jeff the Killer, but you can call me Jeff." You sighed, thinking to yourself. Why you? Why'd he pick you? Where was he taking you? Didn't you see a news report about a man named Jeff the Killer the other day? You were so tired and didn't care anymore. You let your eyelids close and fell into a deep sleep.

You awoke, again, and was sitting on a bright red couch. It was very comfortable. You were still tied up and your mouth was still taped shut. Since you had small hands, you wiggled one of your hands out of the rope. You pulled the tape off you mouth, which hurt really bad, and almost screamed from the pain. A tear came to your eye but then went away.

You finally got free after 5 minutes of struggling. Thankfully, no one walked in on you trying to escape. You threw the rope aside and rubbed your (S/C) skin. You had rope burns from the rope holding you so tight. You quietly got up and roamed the living room. You guessed it was the living room because it had a couch, a small, glass table, and a flatscreen tv with a video game console plugged into it. "I wonder what killer or monster would play video games," you thought.

You had your back to the only door, looking at the pieces of paper on the red wall. There was a piece of paper that said,"Always watches; no eyes." You wondered what that meant. You soon found out when you suddenly felt a sharp pain in your head followed me dizziness. You screamed in pain but then covered your mouth, muffling the screams. You dropped to your knees, still holding your head. You gritted your teeth, tears coming out of your (E/C) eyes.

Then you heard a voice say,"What are you doing here?" It sounded deep and groggily, almost like they were trying to scare you. You turned your head to the door and saw a very tall, pale figure wearing a suit in the doorway. It's arms almost reached the floor and he was about 8 or 9 feet tall. You gasped at the face. IT HAD NO FACE! It was just a pure white face with no eyes, mouth, or nose. Now you knew what that paper meant. You then wished you never picked up that paper in the first place.

It walked toward you and the pain got worse. It shot black tentacle looking things at you and the grabbed you. You screamed in pain and in fear. Tears flowed down your (S/C) cheeks. He was about to kill you when you heard,"Slender, stop! Put her down!"