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My eyes burned around the edges. I was tired. Now that I was here with Jeff, safe, I found myself sleepy. Like I haven't had a real nights sleep in years. Which may or may not have been true. The walk back to slender mansion was silent aside from the crunch on the leaves our feet made.

When Jeff and arrived at the house it was dark. the pastas where all asleep. Being the mid day that was to be expected.

Jeff led me into the house slowly pulling me towards the stairs.

"I can't." I said and shook my head pulling my arm away from him. Thinking of the punishment I'd get.

"Yes, you can. You are a creepypasta now none of the rules you knew apply to you anymore." Jeff explained gently to me. I only nodded and followed him up to his room.

"You can shower while I find you some more clothes. Then we can figure out what we are gonna do next." a gentle smile pulled at the mans cut cheeks. I walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind me.

This was the first time I've gotten to look at myself. to black horns sat atop my skull. my eyes where still (e/c) but the pulps where not round anymore. Instead they where slits like a cats eye. Looking down at my hands again I examined the claw like nails that ripped my fingers they where sharp and black like onyx. I smiled and noticed my now elongated top and bottom k-9 teeth. I need a shower.

I took a long hot shower savoring the water. A knock sounded on the door. (y/n) it's me, just wanted to tell you I have some clothing for you. Reluctantly I turned off the shower and stepped out. Wrapping a towel around myself i stepped back out into jeff's room. He was siting on his bed, head bent down looking at the floor. As I stepped closer he lifted his head to look at me. Piecing ice blue eyes met my (e/c) ones. Contentment flooded his face, and a dusting of pink covered his cheeks.

"Here," he handed me a bundle of cloths. I pulled out undergarments, skinny jeans and an oversized red and black hoody. Retreating back into the bathroom I pulled on the clothing. I then attempted to pull my hair into a messy bun, which worked better than expected. (sorry if your hair is too short irl)

Jeff was laying on his bed when I re-entered the room. He turned his head when the door opened and looked at me.

"I have to go cook for the pastas, you can come with or you can chill here your choice." Jeff said standing.

"I think I'm gonna sleep if that's okay?" I asked not wanting to upset the killer.

"Ya. Of course, I forgot how tired I was after I became immortal." Jeff gave a light chuckle. "lock the door behind me okay?" He asked and I nodded in response. Once he left I locked the door and curled up on his bed drifting off into a nightmare filled sleep...