'Be mine' (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

Chapter Twenty Three

(Reader POV)

It was 9pm, and Barbie and her little boyfriend showed up. "So, you had the balls to show up" I chuckled. She walked up to me, "You're all talk, I bet you can't even have a girl fight with me". All I could do was laugh manically. Finally getting some air, I punched her jaw. She held it in her hand and started crying. I must've broken it. Oopsie. I laughed. "Pathetic" I said, grabbing my knife out of my pocket and doing tricks. Her boyfriend slapped me. He's gonna die slowly for that. I pinned him against a tree and started making little cuts on his neck and face. His screams were like music to my ears. "Anthony!!" The blonde screamed. I stabbed the boys legs and ran to the girl and stabbed her arm. I giggled and put them together. "Alright, I shouldn't play with my food, it's not good manners." I wonder what a human eye tasted like. They were all so different. They both looked at me in pure horror. It was great being in control. I walked over and sliced the boy's wrists to make him bleed out slowly. After I cut him, I grabbed Judith by the hair and said, "Sweet dreams" and sliced her neck. Then proceeded to cut into her face so I could get to the eye. She had bright blue eyes, well not anymore. There was no life in them. They were just a dull blue. I bit one and was surprised at how weird the texture was. Like, a slimy candy. It was sweet.

I'm a monster. I'm a different person. I like it. I hate the person I used to be. I was so normal. And now I have everything I wanted. It was nice. I like to be feared, not being the coward that bowed down to these idiots. Killing them was...satisfying in a way. Spilling blood was something I had been craving since I've been a creepypasta, but never noticed. Now I do. I think I've finally lost my sanity. Finally. When I killed them, it was like I was a completely different person. Yet I was still in control. My eyes would get darker. I had a sinister smile spread across my face.

I had left the words 'sweet dreams' in blood on the wall, and a small heart on their cheeks.

(Jeff the Killer POV)

"Well that was one hell of a kill" I say, walking out of the mental hospital. "Yeah, I'm glad you let us come along. You couldn't have done it alone" BEN chuckled. "Shut up, you know I could've, I was just being nice" I said. "(Y/N) sure has changed you" He says, "maybe for the better.". "I can be just as cold as I was. Don't think I can't" I warn. I wonder if Slender and (Y/N) knows where we're at..did I forget to tell them? Shit. I forgot. Well, I'll be home soon anyway. Then (Y/N) and I can watch a movie. I hope she's okay. Maybe she is. I wonder what she's doing.

We walked through the woods for what seemed like hours, but I was used to it. It's not like I haven't been through here a million times before. The kill we had was great. The asylum was quiet, considering its 10pm. We slaughtered everyone in there. We put them out of their misery. The employees, we have them a slow death. All they did to the patients were torture them. I know from experience. I have a scare in the shape of a square where my heart should be.

~Flashback~

"No! Help me, please!" I screamed. No matter how hard I yelled, they wouldn't help me. "Jeffery, don't make this hard on yourself" The doctor said. Since I killed my parents and my brother, they put me in this hell. No one should go through this. No matter how bad they are. The doctors are worse than the patients. The doctor grabbed a knife and the nurses tied my restraints. My breathing was heavy and uneven.

The doctor lifted my shirt up to my heart, and pushed the knife down. I screamed as loud as I could, but I knew no one could help me. "Stop please!! It hurts!" I yell. The doctor just pushed the knife deeper. Finally, when he was done he stitched it up. It would leave a scar though. I have to get out of here. I'm leaving.

When the doctor turned his back, I tore out of my restraints and crawled out of the chair. It was so painful. I quickly grabbed the knife and stabbed his back. His screams were amazing, I felt free. "Karma's a bitch" I said before stabbing his heart.

~End of Flashback~

I shudder at the thought of what happened those years ago. The scar was still sensitive to touch. Before I knew it, we were back at the mansion. And (Y/N) was on the front porch. The porch was decaying so I'm surprised it hasn't fallen through yet. She was covered in blood, doing tricks with the knife I gave her. That's my girl.
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-SnoozeDoodle