Jeff x Reader - Rainy Memories, Chapter One

Jeff x Reader - Rainy Memories
Chapter 1

//You are fourteen years old, you have a cousin that is 22 and yeah. Read on.//

The rain hammered hard on my black umbrella as I slugged home though the downpour. My shoes were soaked through , and it wasn't helping that the wind was raging at full force, forcing the damp cold to seep into my bones.

"What the - " I yelled in frustration as the unrelenting wind swept my *insert most hated subject* notes out of my arms. "I need that for a report, damn it!"


~Jeffy's P.O.V.~

The girl was running after those pieces of paper in the rain, her *insert hair colour* hair messed up by the wind. While I watched her frantically trying to wrestle them from the wind, I slowly relaxed on the couch dyed bright red with blood.

My victim lay at my feet, gutted and bloodied, a crimson smile carved into his terror stricken face. I prodded his cheek with my shoe. Yep. Finally sleeping.

"Finally taught you to sleep early, eh?" I sneered at the face which was frozen in horror.

I needed to find a place to crash, since Bunny (BEN) definitely wouldn't let me return to the Creepypasta house soaking wet. Phobia of water. Pffft.

This guy had a nice place and he really needed the sleep, so why not?

I walked up to the living room window so I could see the girl a little more clearly. I would stay here for a few nights, or at least until the rain stopped. Meanwhile I would just watch some TV...or play the Wii....the dude had some delicious food too.

When I felt like killing again, the girl would be next. I hadn't killed a female for a long time, and she was simply PERFECT.

Her screams of fear would be so SWEET...

"Wait for me..." I whispered, my face contorting into one of morbid excitement, my bloody palm pressed against the glass.

"Soon you'll be just as beautiful as I am."

~P.O.VEH SWITCHH~

I trudged up the front steps to my home, completely drenched, bedraggled hair covering half my face. My notes were wet as well, some of them were already torn, the ink smudged. Sighing, I fumbled with my keys for a moment, before forcing it clumsily into the lock.

It was then that I felt that something was off...it was....weird. It was like a chill that crept past both my shoulders and settled uncomfortably behind my heart. Was someone was watching me...? Turning around, I faced a nearly opaque sheet of rain. Surely no one could see me through this? Who would have nothing better to do anyway?

I shrugged the feeling off and clasping my notes, I turned the lock and lightly kicked the front door open.

The gloomy downpour cleared for just a moment.

The oddest thing was that right out of the corner of my eye, precisely when I entered the house, I saw the glint of something shiny, like the glint of a knife, or the shine of sharp teeth, out of the house right opposite mine.

Then the rain resumed, assailing the neighborhood harder than ever.