Cold: A Creepypasta X Reader (Finished)

Chapter 17: Skates and Lexi

Ben steps on the ground, pink roller skates appearing. He smirks, standing up. Before he falls backwards onto his ass. I start laughing. BEN growls, standing up.

I start skating around the room. I smirk, spinning.

"This isn't very different from ice skating. I'm just used to using blades, not skates." I ponder aloud, skating.

"Show off..." BEN mutters. He is struggling to get around. I smirk, skating over to him. I move to drift, but I forget that I'm wearing skates. I go flying into the wall.

"Shit, that hurt." I mutter, rubbing my nose. BEN and the proxies are on the ground, laughing. "It's not as easy as it looks!"

"Yeah, sure..." BEN argues. My hands clench. I stand up, skating over to BEN.

"BEN! I suggest you run!" Masky advises. BEN looks up. His aura twists in fear. I smirk, tackling him. I quickly turn the TV off. I twist his hand behind his back.

I carry him into my bathroom. I slam him into the shower. He looks up at me in fear. I smirk, turning the shower on.

He starts glitching furiously. I smirk, turning it off. I leave him glitching in my bathroom.

I walk back downstairs, sitting on the couch. The floor is back to normal and the skates disappear. Dad and Sally walk in. I lean back into the couch, taking a deep breath.

"What did you do?" Dad asks. I shrug, leaning further into the couch. BEN comes back into the living room, soaking wet and still glitching.

"Well, that's my cue to run." I mumble, running out the back door.

"(Y/N)! Get back here right now!" BEN shouts. I smirk, barreling into the forest.

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I flop onto the couch, rubbing my head.

"Did ya really have to hit me that hard?" I ask BEN. He smirks.

"Yes." He answers. I roll my eyes. Ani walks into the living room. Her eyes widen. She runs to me.

"Hey! You okay?" Ani asks. I look up at her.

"I'll live. I always do." I answer. I lay back on the couch, watching BEN play video games. I fall asleep.

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I open my eyes. I look around. I am strapped in a a harness. I look around. All the guys are in the room.

"Uh, what the fuck is this?" I ask, standing up. I look up. The harness is attached to the ceiling. My eyes widen. I look over at the guys. All the guys are smirking.

"Don't you fucking dare." I growl. BEN tugs on the harness. My eyes widen.

"I swear to Slender, if you lift me an inch of this ground, I will stuff all your weapons up your ass." I threaten. They start laughing. I cross my arms.

BEN pulls onto the harness, pulling me off the ground. I jump, grabbing onto the string.

"BEN! PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN!" I yell.

"Why would I do that?" He asks, smirking. I search my pockets, looking for my weapon. BEN starts waving it around. I furrow my brows.

I look down. My gloves are off. My scarf is still on. I reach into the pocket, pulling out my 3ds. I open the back. My razor is gone. I put my 3ds.

I sigh. I dig the blade out of the roof of my mouth. I spit it into my hand. It's covered in blood. I start to cut the harness. BEN smirks. He tugs on the rope, pulling me high off the ground. My eyes widen, gripping tighter.

I start to breath heavily. I grab my head, shaking. I attack the rope, snapping it. I somersault in the air, landing on my back. It forces the air from my lungs. I sit up, taking in deep breaths of air. I grab my head, my eyes wide.

Let me take control, (Y/N). You know you want to.

"No, no, no, no. Go away." I order. She starts talking. "I said GO THE FUCK AWAY!"

You are not the boss of me. I do whatever I want. And I want control.

"I won't.. let you!" I growl, gripping my head tighter. My claws start to flare up. I force them back. "Go. The. Fuck. Away. Lexi."

I don't wanna. You killed me and now I'm gonna destroy your life!

"Like hell!" I argue. She starts laughing. I hold my head. Her laughs fade. My head becomes vacant. I go limp, completely relaxing. I close my eyes. My arms fall to my sides as my body lays against the wall.

"Are you okay?" A familiar voice asks.

"No, go the fuck away." I command, not bothering to open my eyes.

"Are you sure?" BEN asks. I sigh.

"I'm. Fine. Now. Go. Away." I order. I hear footsteps retreat. I open my eyes, standing up.

I walk up the stairs and open Slender's door, without knocking.

What's wrong, (Y/N)? Slender asks. I roll my eyes.

"How do you banish a ghost that is trying to take over your life to ruin it because you killed them?" I ask. Slender looks me up and down.

You are possessed? I can't sense it. He asks. I grab my head, a headache coming on.

"It's because she is my sister. When she died, someone fused her soul into an item that I can't find. So, I need you to help me figure out what the item is." I explain. Slender nods.

Before I know it, I am lifted off the ground by his tentacles. He squeezes me, cutting off my air supply. I hold my breath. My face starts to turn bluer than normal. He drops me, holding my scarf. He brings it up to his hand.

I can't destroy it because it won't work. You need to burn it and put out the fire with holy water. Slender explains. I shake my head, getting dizzy.

"She's coming..." I mumble.

I quickly stumble out the door. I grab my bucket of holy water from my bedroom. I wobble down the stairs. I set the bucket down, tripping over my feet.

"Hey, I need a fucking lighter!" I yell. "NOW!"

A lighter is thrown my way. I catch it, quickly lighting it. I light up the blue scarf. I clutch my 3ds tightly. Lexi screams.

I groan, grabbing my head. I drop my 3ds.

"Come on, burn." I mumble. I hold it in my hands as it burns.

My hands are on fire but it doesn't matter. I scream. Voices start to fill my head. I shake my head, refusing to drop the scarf. The scarf is done burning.

I thrust my hands into the bucket. A scream rips through my head. I don't move, my face twists in agony. It stings. Blisters appear on my hands. The water is burning me.

The screaming stops. I tear my hands from the water. I shake them out quickly.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" I mutter, holding my hands. The stinging dulls. I run upstairs, sliding into my room. I slam my bathroom door open, wrapping my left hand.

Dad walks in. He starts bandaging my right hand, careful not to touch it.

"Are you okay?" He asks. I roll my eyes.

"For now." I answer.