Why me? (creepypasta x reader)

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I had fun with Jane we talked and talked. When I left and went home I felt empty. We didn't get new people so it was always the same thing everyday. When I finally got to the apartment rain came crashing down. Wow talk about perfect timing. Opening the door I stepped inside. God what a day, if its like this everyday maybe I don't want new people.

Thats a big lie its refreshing to have new people. Now that I think about it the hoodie maybe done. Walking to the washroom I pulled the damb hoodie out off the washing machine. It looked cleaner? Anyways I put the hoodie in the dryer and started it. I probably should have done more laundry but... the smell of the hoodie and maybe some hidden blood made me quickly thank my past self.

"Ah Fuck!"

Oh thats new. I walked into the living room and saw nothing. Hearing a crash come from the hallway I walked towards it. Did 'he' send someone for me to take care of. Wow already! As I lazily made my way to the hallway light came from my room. I skipped towards the door and opened it. A crash came from the bathroom and I quickly made my way.

I peeked through the cracks and saw black hair. I opened the door and was attacked? The man had a knife and dropped it before grabbing my ankles. I crouched down and his head lifted up to meet my eye. The sides off his lips were scarred making a smile. The smile seemed to be healed mostly but was still very visible. He was pale and his eyes looked sunken in. A light blue was visible in his eyes and his pupils seemed bigger than before. He had eyelids this time. Besides that nothing was out of the ordinary. He had a nose, eyebrows, eyelashes, and normal things one would have on their face.

He was glaring at me but his grip was loose. I patted his head lightly.

"Where are your injuries"

His hands loosened slightly and he looked perplexed but still bared a scowl.

"What?"

"Thats why your here because your injured"

"I can take care of myself!"

I titled my head at him.

"You can but your here until your up to full strength. And smile you look prettier that way"

He growled at me and tried to shove me down. He didn't have enough strength to full push me down so I merely stumbled. It was kind of pathetic.

"Im always beautiful"

"I didn't say you weren't"

"You said I look better when I smile. Im always better"

"No, I said you look prettier when you do. You told me to smile before so I'm saying that to you now"

His grip tightened to the best of his abilities.

"No I didn't. Your just some stupid fan girl"

That made me a bit mad. Although I shouldn't expect him to remember me it hurt that he thought I was like any other hoe. And I didn't dream that we were going to be together forever. I simply looked up to him when he told me to smile.

"I'm not a fan girl. I was like five when you told me to smile in the woods. Then you said if you saw me in them you would kill me"

He looked at me and studied my face. Eyes trailing everywhere. It was like a predator watching its prey except that he wasn't trying to figure out how to kill me, he was trying to figure out who I was.

His mouth moved open and his eyes widen.

"You. Your that girl. You were like 6 how do you remember that"

"Well I followed what you said and smiled more. Got into fights when someone tried to step on my light or others. Those words mean a lot to me"

To say Jeff was shocked was an understatement. No one took what he said seriously. She was basically calling him a hero. People called him a lot of things but hero no one ever called him that. He was a monster a killer he destroyed things closest to him. Sure sometimes he didn't mean to but this was new. Knowing that someone looked up to him for not his strength, kills, or for 'love', but because of what he said. That hit deep and melted his stone cold heart. Did he even have one at this point. Probably not but he felt light like when ever he had a good kill.