Our Deadly Family (creepy-pasta xreader)

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The air is chilly and the blaring music far off as you shove your hands within your gray hoodie. Ahh, Halloween, the time where you can be something you're not. So you became! Dun dun dunnn, hoodie girl. Okay, you pretty much figured Halloween is for kids, although your friends think completely different... You find your self walking surrounded by your friends who decided to dress up as the Characters from Creepy Pasta..... Minus the sluty nurse Cat....

"You look ridiculous." You grumble as you shudder pulling your hoodie over you head. "Honestly, why?"

"Hey! I thought I did pretty good considering!" Jeremy shouts as he folds his arms over his chest. He decided to be Jeff the Killer. "I mean really.... What if I told you this was real blood Y/N?"

"I might believe you if I hadn't seen you spray that odd liquid onto it earlier." You point out and he fumes as he turns on his heels.

"How cruel...." Pippy (well.... You don't actually know his name) says as he pulls off his Eyeless Jack mask. "He tries so hard to impress you..."

"If that's trying hard, I'd hate to see what slacking is..." You mumble and slick your H/C hair back behind your ears. "Honestly, I've seen like twenty kids in the same costume."

"Yeah but they don't have a real knife!" Jeremy shouts gleefully as he pulls his out and you sigh.

"Careful, don't scratch yourself." You state and he bites the blade with a wink.

"Shh...." He whispers as licks his lips as he pushes the blade into his hoodie pocket and smiles. "Pretty creepy right?"

"Lacking all factors of creepy." You state and he grips his hoodie where his heart is.

"I must agree.... Seemed rather.... Um..... What's the word...... Pedofilish?" Tom mumbles as you walks alongside you. Tom was no less than 6'8" tall and still growing. I'm assuming you realize he is Slendy.... "What are you Y/N?"

"Hoodie Girl! Kicking ass and taking names!" You shout and shove your hands into your pockets. "I'm really nothing...." You state and he frowns as you shrug. "I came along for the candy.... Simply it...."

"Not the love of someone warm?" Jeremy asks holding out his arms and you glare.

"You are so not Jeff the Killer." You spit and he frowns as your friend cat hugs him. The very sight causes a wave of nausea do to the fact she's probably going to fall out any second.

"I'll love you Jeremy." She whispers and you feel the vomit in your moth as Pippy covers your eyes and mutters. "I wish I was Eyeless Jack right about now...."

"All a bunch of dummies." You mutter as you look up and sigh. Full moon, so the crazies come out.

"Hey. Have you guys heard about all the murders?" Cat asks as she hugs Jeremy's arm against her chest. "It's kinda scary."

"Nah. I'm sure it's just some guy who thinks he's cool." Tom mutters and Jeremy smiles evilly as he turns to look at us.

"Or maybe..... It's Jeff and his Gang." He whispers eyes twinkling and you sigh.

"Oh boy." Pippy mumbles and you nod. "Another conspiracy." You mutter and he shakes his head.

"Think about it! I mean, these murders happen the way that they kill people in the stories." He says eyes narrow in a serious gaze. "I'm not crazy! I really think that they are real."

"You're telling me.... You think Jeff the Killer Eyeless Jack, and Slendy are real?" You snort and let out a hearty laugh. "Yeah right! Probably some old guy playing to many video games!"

"Instead of talking about murders..." Cat whispers and presses a finger to her dimple. "Let's party!"

"You're literally the one who brought it up." You point out but she is already happily skipping along into the large mansion of a house. Grumbling your complaints, you walk inside with your bag full of candy you intend not to share.

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"Finally out of the hell hole." You whisper as you walk along the unoccupied streets of the town. "Cat was getting so drunk..... Didn't help she tried taking some candy.... Sigh." The woods on the left you hold no significance other than the fact you used to play in them all the time. You even remembered where the fort was you had built so long ago with your friends. Letting out a deep sigh, a stick snaps with in and you stop peering inside.

The moon casts down its bright silver light, but of course it's not bright enough for you to see within. Shrugging it off as a deer, you continue on your way. You twirl the pillow case of bag around as you whistle slightly and your phone buzzes. Stopping once more, you sigh pulling it out. Tom wants to know where you are so he can pick you up and take you home safely. Shrugging slightly, you go to answer back with your current location when another snaps sounds and hands grip over your mouth pulling you away.

The phone crashes to the ground as you struggle against the overpowering strength of the person holding you. You kick and scratch but to no avail, it's clear that whoever is doing this, is very strong. You feel the rough bark as he slams your back into a tree and you feel a blade press against your throat.

"Now... Stay quite pretty thing, and I won't haveta cut ya." He whispers and your body paralyzes with fear. This guy, he was going to try something, he wasn't a good guy and it sure as hell wasn't a Halloween prank. You fight once more and the blade pushes closer to your neck. "I don't mind you fighting. Kinda cute...."

Cute CUTE?! This guy was crazy!!!! Your eyes burned with tears and your body lurches as he fidgets and his hand creeps underneath your hood. You knew of you screamed no one would hear you, he had pulled you to far off the highway and into the woods. His laugh was scary and hissing like a sick twisted cat. With a knife to your throat and a psycho holding it there, there isn't much you can do but endure this horrible pain. Then, something black slinks by throwing the guy into a tree and the knife drops to the ground. Your eyes widen as you watch your attacker scurry with fear but the tentacle like thing grips his legs and another takes the knife sending it straight through his head. He lets out a gurgling scream as blood spills from his ears and eyes. His mouth seeps it and you feel yourself fall as something grabs you before you can. The last image you see is your attacker pinned against a tree with a knife through his skull.

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"Ehh.... I don't know.... Seems pretty weak." A voice grumbles and you think you could possible be in a dream. "What do you think BEN?"

"Hmm? I think it's cute...." Another mumbles and your eyebrows furrow together. "Shit! It moved!" You hear loud movements and you sit up. A completely dark room and you glance around hoping for something that seems familiar. Nothing.

"A-alright! I know you're there so just come out!" You shout and from the darkest corner, you see almost red eyes gleam and a sinister smile wide and horrifying.

"Now now.... Just go to sleep." It whispers as it creeps forward and steps into the little moonlight you have through a broken window. Black coarse hair, red lips, pasty white skin, a lean body frame and a knife clutched in his fists. It was no doubt in your mind who was in front of you.

Jeff The Killer.

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My new story!!!! I hope you guys enjoy! Please vote or tell me what you think!!! I've had it up before but it's different so!!! Let's see how it goes over!!!