Jeff the Killer x Reader - Left Alone (Part 1)

PART 1 - Chapter 1
[ Author’s note- (f/n)= First name,(e/c)= Eye color,(h/c)= Hair color,(h/l)= Hair length,(f/c)=favorite color, (y/h)=your hometown. You get the drill. Enjoy part 1!
Oh yeah. You’re sixteen years old.]

You awake with a start. Drenched in sweat, you roll over to glance at your digital clock, which you kept on a shelf that was next to you. It read 1:33 AM. You groan and roll your eyes. “Good god.”, you mutter aloud.
You stare at the ceiling and remember what your neighbors had said. You had moved into a murderer’s house. A boy murdered his family. Apparently he killed another family on the same night. Only two people survived. The brother of the boy and a girl. But it seemed like a good house to you. Nothing seemed wrong with it, just that disturbing thing. Eventually, you decide to go grab a drink of water. You roll out of bed and followed the hallway downstairs. The kitchen was really nice from what you could see in the darkness. You opened up the cabinets, unsure of which one held the cups. You eventually find the cups, pull one down and filled it with cold water. You wandered into the living room and sat on the sofa with the cup. You had a really weird feeling that you were being watched.
   You think about what your parents had said to you on the way to your new (y/h). “It’ll be a fresh start. There are probably are not going to be any bullies in this new school. Nobody is going to know you, (f/n). . .”, your mother says, sighing.
   Her voice echoes in your mind. You shuttered at the thoughts of your old school and it’s bullies. How they tormented you in that last school. One even tried to murder you, but somehow, they died. A man had saved you on that day, but he vanished and you never got to thank him. Your stomach started to churn as you finished the glass of water. After finishing it off, you wander back into the kitchen and put the cup in the sink and wander back up to your room.
   “(f/n). . .Are you still up?”, your mother’s voice echoes from her room into the hallway which caused you to jump.
   You gulped and replied,” Yes, mom. I am.”
   Your mother sighs and you hear the bed creak. Was she getting up?
   After a few moments of nothing but silence, you return to your room and back into your bed. As soon as your head hit the pillow you conked out.


***Jeff’s POV***
I finally arrived at my old home. I stared at it. The moon above it made everything seem fine. Summer was soon to approach and I would have freedom with the seniors of both high schools. I jumped up into the tree that was next to my window, using the branches to help me up. I messed with the window lock a bit before breaking in. I stared at the girl in the bed. How old was she? She was beautiful. But perhaps she would look better in red.
“Ahh. . .So beautiful. She’s so beautiful. Her (s/c) is so pretty. . .Especially the way the moonli-”, I began, staring at the girl who was laying in a bed in my original room.
“Can you stop being corny for once? Why the hell are we here?”, asked a new voice. A man with long dangling arms, spikey black hair, dark colored eyes, long legs with stripey socks entered the room.
   I turned to face the man. “Hello, Jack.”, I said, glaring at him,“ What are you doing here? I told you to wait in the next block. . .”
   Laughing Jack. One of the most cruelest killers known in creepypasta. Oh yeah. . .Then there’s me. And a bunch of others. He spoke up,“ I should’ve known that you were going to see what became of your room.”
   I laughed. “What the fuck?”, I asked, laughing at him.
   Jack’s face became grim. “So what are you going to do with her?”, he asked me.
   I smirked. I could do a lot of things. But Jack didn’t need to know that. Jack glanced out the window as the sirens were heard in the distance. The victims we had killed earlier were now being found. I applaud the person who was up at this hour. Glancing at the clock, it read 4:46 AM. Jack stretched and twisted his body. “Looks like you need to get going.”, he said quietly.
   “Me?”, I asked, scoffing.
   Jack nodded. “It’s almost sunrise. Soon the darkness will disappear and you’ll have to stay here for the night.”, he said.
   I laughed. It was indeed true though. If I stayed here, I had a higher risk of being caught. I really didn’t need that today. However, I didn’t want to leave this girl here alone with Jack. . .What would he do to her if I left her alone with him. However, I’ll trust he won’t do anything wrong.
   “Alright Jack. I’ll leave. Don’t kill her. I want to be the one who kills her.”, I said, my voice sounded more stern.
   Jack smirked. “I wanted to kill her too. Looks like we’re rivals now.”, He replied to me, chuckling.
   I propped myself on the window and turned my head to glance one last time at the girl in the bed. “I’ll see you at the main house.”, I said to Jack, before hopping out onto the tree branch and lowering myself to the ground.