I rub my forehead as I walk down the huge stair case.
"......Y/N to help."
I look up at Slender talking to everyone as I walk over to him. "Um...Mr. Slenderman?" I ask. He looks over to me and kneels down in front of me. "Yes, Miss Y/N?"
"Could you repeat what you said, I just got down here." I look over to Jeff twirling a strap with his butcher knife hanging from it. "Plus my head hurts, Jeffrey hit me in the face with his door when he opened it." I hear a couple people chuckle as I rub my head. Slender quietly chuckles, clearly trying to hide it, but failing. He stands back up. "I said, Since I sent Lost Silver on a job-"
"So, you sent him to murder someone?"
"Shut up, Jeff. I'm trying to NOT freak Y/N out. I don't think she's used to talking about murder, let alone seeing one." Slender says.
"I have." I say, looking down at my black-sock covered feet. A warm liquid rolls down my cheeks as I squeeze my eyes shut tight. "You've seen a murder, Y/N?" That sounds likes Ben's voices. "Well..." I look up at Ben. (Well....Down at Ben. But looking up as you were previously looking down.) "I'm not excepting the fact that I killed my mother, because unless I for sure find out that my..um..."Mother" at my home right now Isn't who she told me, then I won't." I turn towards Slender. "Well, I have witnessed a murder. Because....."
More tears stream down my cheeks as I look down. This is SO embarrassing. Crying so much In front of everyone. I sigh.
"...I committed it." I feel someone hug my side. I turn, grab onto their shirt and weep into their....hoodie. I feel them pick me and set me on their lap. I open my eyes slightly and see the black leather-like couch. They run their hand through my hair and I sigh. I look down and see a white blood-stained hoodie. "J...Jeff?"
"Shhh...It's okay. Calm down, Y/N. It's okay. You're gonna be okay." I close my eyes and her corpse flashes across my vision. I yell out and cry even harder into Jeff's hoodie, my voice muffling.
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Secrets ~Jeff The Killer X Reader~
FanfictionNo matter how hard I try, nothing ever seems right. I never seem right. I want to be happy, I don't even know who I am anymore. Or who I came from... Maybe I'm not meant to be happy, maybe I'm not meant to be here. Maybe things won't be better i...
