Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

The First Contact

Jeffery Le Killer

It was a dark and stormy night... (Cliché, I know)

You were fast asleep when a smooth sliding sound echoed around the room.

Immediately, your eyes opened and darted over to the window.

It was wide open, letting in all the rain and soaking your little doggy to the pelt.

D/N stood up on his/her paws and shook off before trotting over and sitting down again, head cocked slightly to one side.

You tentatively sat up and reached out to pet him/her.

"Is something wrong, D/N?"

The confused doggy looked up with big eyes.

You saw a reflection of a pale face with a widely cut smile and immediately sprang off the bed as a knife came plummeting down and embedded itself in the mattress.

"Go to- Gah! You're not supposed to-"

The intruder never got to finish his sentence because your foot collided with his chin in a powerful kick.

His head banged against the wall with a loud thump.

You stood up straight and watched as he slowly looked up, rubbing a spot at the back of his head where a nasty bump was beginning to form.

"What are you, woman? A black belt in karate?"

"Twice winner of the annual league competition, actually."

The intruder turned his head around and finally noticed the many awards, trophies and certificates which decorated the room.

"Oh nuts..."

He made a lunge for the knife and let out a girlish scream of pain when you gave him another kick, only this time in the nether regions.

"Who are you and what made you think that you could kill me?" You demanded, easily grabbing him by the front of his hoodie and hoisting him up.

"J-Jeff... Jeff the k-killer...," he managed to choke out through a haze of pain.

There had been news reports about this nutcase. Now you remembered commenting on his sloppy style of killing when a report ran.

The door suddenly opened and a monochrome clown stepped in.

He took one look at the scene in front of him before hurriedly backing away and running off.

"Sorry kiddo! Must've gotten the house numbers mixed up! Ehehe!"

"L.J... You useless excuse for a friend...," Jeff wheezed.

You threw him over your shoulder and held no remorse as the infamous killer fell right into the soggy dog bed.

"My name is Y/N and don't forget it. Now get out of my sight before I kill you!"

Jeff scrambled to the window and leapt out without hesitation.

You went over and slammed it shut.

"What an idiot..."

Your dog padded over and whimpered.

"It's alright, D/N... You can sleep on my bed tonight."

Wag. Wag. Wag.

"Now where did that other one go? I'm not having any damn clowns running around in my house!"

BEN Drowned (But in what?)