Creepypasta x reader lemons ;)

SMILE.DOG

You're wearing an oversized hoodie with matching shorts/skirt and thigh-high socks along with jogging-shoes. The clothes mentioned can be whatever color you choose. Also, you have a tight grey top underneath the hoodie.

You felt your heart race faster than the banging on the bathroom door. You were trying to get away from Jeff, he was an abusive alcoholic piece of shit who was like an abusive dad to you. He was always like that to you, but today he tried to get it further by attempting to rape you.

This was how it went;

You were sitting in your bedroom, having a somewhat nice day. It was winter,meaning it was very cold outside, while it was raining. You were looking out the window, watching the raindrops glide down on the glass. You were constantly zoning out, thinking about Jeff and how you would tell Slender about what he does to you.

You heard your bedroom door slam closed, snapping you out of your trance. Your head shot back, seeing the horror of Jeff's almost-empty whiskey bottle. *He's drunk again.* You thought to yourself in pure fear, gulping loudly as you stood up.

Jeff laughed quietly, seeing the shaking fear in you. He started walking up to you, that fear growing by every step he took. Once Jeff was only a few inches away, he bitch smacked you. You felt your face get an intense pain of where he hit you, it was hard enough to develop a bruise. You fell to the side by the force he used, causing you to fall face first into your bed.

Your torso was on the edge of the bed, your legs laying on the floor. Jeff's drunk self, stood behind you like a creep. He leaned over you, holding your wrists over your head. He moved them so that he held both your wrists with one hand, his other hand going from your shoulder all the way down to your ass.

He moved your skirt, showing your (f/c) panties. You were too focused on the pain on your face to even realise what his intentions were. You finally realised when your body jumped forwards, you felt after of what would make you jump so suddenly. That's when it hit you, Jeff was holding you down while he was rubbing circles on your clit through the panties, your clit slowly becoming wet by the sensation.

Jeff quickly brought both of his hands under your hoodie, ripping it open with his knife, tearing the clothing into pieces.

You started squirming in his grip, trying your best to get out. You felt tears forming in your eyes, not long before running down your red cheeks. You felt his legs covering your own, giving you an idea. You lifted your foot harshly, your heel hitting between his legs where the sun doesn't shine. Jeff gripped himself, letting your wrists go. You quickly turned around and kicked him in the face with all your might, making him fall over.

Jeff growled loudly and threw the now empty bottle at you, hitting your right shoulder, glass-shards going through your skin. You grabbed your shoulder while Jeff sat up. You acted quickly and grabbed the wooden chair you sat on before he entered, and threw it at him, the chair breaking into pieces.

You turned around and sprinted for the door to the hallway, knowing he wouldn't try it with others around... well, except Ben, that damn perverted ghost of a child. You opened the door and went for the living room, hearing Jeff not far behind. You quickly came to the set of stairs leading to the living room with the kitchen and a bathroom.

You jumped down the stairs and went for the bathroom, the only place where you could lock the door. You barely got to lock the door before Jeff came at full speed trying his best at opening the now locked door.

That's where you are now.

You walked backwards to the sink, preparing for the door-hinges to give up by his repeating and aggressive banging. You closed your eyes, waiting for the sound of the door falling to the floor, but it never came. You opened your eyes, seeing everything as it was, except the banging had stopped. You heard yelling from outside the door, then it got silent.