"Shit, shit! Why did you stab me!?" I exclaim, laying on the floor with my hand grasping my side, not really putting thought into what I'm saying anymore.
"Well what did you think I came here to do!?" He still has his knife out, pointed out towards me.
I grab the closest object and hold it out in front of me, this just so happens to be a can of hairspray. "No, you stay back there, I don't want you doing any more damage than you've already done."
He falters for a second and stares at the can of hairspray before looking back at me, "I am a murderer, this is my job...you know what this is just getting annoying."
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An 18yr old serial killer under the name of "Jeff The Killer" has been tormenting a small town in southern Mississippi for around a month now. He didn't know why he decided to target this town, he just needed to blow off some steam. He didn't want to be controlled anymore, he needed something different. When he meets (Y/n), and fails to kill him, will he actually find someone that understands him?
(Y/n), also 18yrs old, is stuck in a house with an emotionally and physically abusive step sister, an avoidant step brother, a Dad who seemed to care more about his work and social status then his son, and a distant step mother. On the outside he looks perfect, he seems to have everything handed to him. On the inside though, however much he may think he's a saint, it's all a ruse to hide his homicidal thoughts. He prays for something new, something that will save him from the drone of life. However the way that prayer is answered might not be what he intended, but what he needs.
(a/n): The version of this story with my own oc is on Ao3.
⚠️Will include violent scenes ⚠️ Tw: slurs
cover art by shatteredankles on instagram
Personal Lock Down (Jeff The Killer X Reader)~Creepypasta
63 parts Ongoing
63 parts
Ongoing
Sneak Peek:
"You know I'm not actually crazy," His icy voice sent shivers throughout my body. "Right?" Signals of warning spread like a forest fire inside my head. Something inside told me to get back, get away from this man, it's only logical, but I felt like I would regret it if I moved away from him. He can't kill me, he can't kill Tom. That was the agreement.
I'm not afraid of you. You are only a man who's very troubled. A bad man who takes pleasure in other's pain. You've had bad things happen to you and that's why you are where you are. Simply traumatized and you cope with murder.
"I don't believe you."
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(Name) was a girl with an attitude towards her classmates and anyone else who gave her pity or trouble. Her parents died in a car crash when she was eight years old and her Uncle Tom -who she cared for deeply- took her in.
Tom was a business man, living his dream with nothing but good things to say. However, due to certain circumstances, he has to go to Europe.
What happens when Tom gives (Name) a chance to live on her own at the age of 17 or move with him because of his job?
What happens when a serial killer comes in the picture?
What happens when (Name) puts herself on personal lock down?
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I do not own any of the characters!
I do however, own the book itself!
I hope you enjoy! :)