"Welcome back to the creepypasta mansion, (y/n)." Slenderman said.

I was surrounded by at least 10 creepypastas. Some of them wearing masks, some weren't even human. This one girl had a clock for an eye. They were all whispering something amongst themselves. All this attention started giving me anxiety.

"As you might have already heard, we know about the baby." Slender spoke. "From now on, this is your home, we will be taking care of you and your unborn child, but like LJ said, in order for that to happen, you will have to become one of us.

"What makes you think I want to." My statements caused some people to chuckle. I looked around shyly.

"You don't have a choice,(y/n) dear. We start tomorrow. Get yourself used to the mansion." He turned to the others. "And for the rest of you, be nice to her." After saying those words he walked out of the room. I was left standing there alone and confused. I desperately started looking around for Mark. Luckily enough he was just nearby.

As I was making my way towards him, this weird guy with a white mask that had black eyes and black lips got right in my way.

"So, you're the famous (y/n) Slendy keeps mentioning so much?" He spoke in a mocking manner.

"W-what?" I asked in confusion as to why he was talking to me.

"Yeah! Everybody knows you here. You're a star! All you had to do, as they say, is sleep around a bit." The guy laughed again." Jeffrey did you good, didn't he?" He said, ending with a malicious laugh.

My jaw dropped at his rudeness. I was speechless and embarrassed. Thankfully, a guy with a black mask and a yellow hoodie stepped in.

"Cut it out, Tim. She's not to be messed with, remember?" He said. His voice pitched down with a speaker. He turned to me. "Don't mind Tim, he's an ass to everyone."

"Oh come on. I'm just stating the facts. And how many times do I have to say, don't call me by my name, Brian." Tim defended his rude behavior.

The guy with a yellow hoodie, who's name I assumed was Brian, sighed.

I stayed silent. Mostly because I didn't know what to say. Jeff himself was a handful, but now these guys. It's like I was in some strange story. Out of nowhere, a cute little girl grabbed my hand, making me jump a little. Sir a second I would have thought she was just a normal girl, but when I looked at her I noticed streams of blood coming down her face.

"Hi! I'm Sally. Do you wanna play with me?" She asked.

"U-uh. S-sure?" I uttered in confusion.

"Great! I have some dolls up in my room. Come on!" She started dragging me up the stairs."

"Not now, Sally." An all too familiar voice spoke. A voice that I've been wanting to hear this whole time, at the same time hating it's owner.

"Jeff..." I whispered and turned to him.

"Oh boy, this should be good." Tim chuckled.

I let go of Sally's hand and approached Jeff. He stared at me with a face full of hurt, mixed with longing.

"Welcome back, (y/n)." He mumbled.

I looked at him with hidden anger, but at the same time feeling guilty about what I did with Alex. Any why. Jeff had left me. He left me all alone. He deserved this punishment.

Jeff looked around the room, mocking every eye that was looking at us.

"Let's get out of here." He said.

I nodded.

We headed up to the bedroom that I knew all too well. Jeff's bedroom, or should I say our bedroom. As we entered Jeff closed the door behind himself and turned to me.

"I know what you did." He started.

"What?"

"Don't play dumb." His speech was a bit wobbly. Was he drunk? I glanced at the room and noticed several beer bottles laying around. "With that Alex guy. I know you slept with him."

I took a deep breath. "Jeff, what was I supposed to do? I as hurt, you left me, remember?" I tried to justify myself. "I just wanted to get over the loneliness."

"It's okay." Flapped. "I'm not mad." I could tell he wasn't being fully truthful as he finished with a sarcastic laugh.

"Jeff-"

"Look, I agree. I left you, it's my fault. End of story." He said, throwing his arms around.

I sighed. "Jeff, I missed you."

"Right."

"I did! You have no idea how much it hurt when you said the things you did!" I cried out.

"I know... I'm sorry. Come here." He said as he opened his arms for me and I accepted the hug. I stood like that for a good second before he pulled back to look me in the eyes. "We both did some dumb shit. Let's just forget about it all, okay?" I could still feel the sarcasm. But I tried to ignore it.

"Okay... I love you."

"Yeah yeah... me too." He responded mindlessly. "So, you're pregnant?"

"Yeah."

"With my child."

"Yes."

He kept silent for a moment before letting out a quick. "Cool."

"Jeff, you've been drinking." I said, a little concerned as I smelt his breath.

"What's new?" He joked around.

"That's not good, Jeff."

"Don't you tell me what's good and what's not. Cause if you start on that then there are much worse things you should be concerned about." He laughed.

"But I don't care about what's bad for other." I said, having his victims in mind." I care about you."

"Do you now?" He said, a bit surprised.

"Of course."

"Okay, tell you what. I'll try to stop drinking and you try to not sleep with anyone else but me."

"Jeff! That was a one time thing!" I said as I pushed him away. "And it meant absolutely nothing!"

"Oh! Really?"

"Yes!" I yelled.

"Oh look at me! I'm (y/n), I just found out that I'm pregnant, maybe I'll just sleep with the first guy I meet!" Jeff mocked me, making a higher pitches voice in order to imitate me.

"Stop!" I cried." Do you have any idea how much it hurt when you fucking left me with absolutely nothing? I was alone! And on top of that I found out I was pregnant with a child of a man that left me! And now you're acting like an absolute jerk!"

"That doesn't give you the excuse to sleep around!" He yelled.

I stopped and sighed. "You know what? I'm glad I slept with Alex. You fucking deserve it!" I spat at him and exited the room, slamming the door behind me. A loud grown came from behind the door along with an aggressive punch.

I went downstairs, where everyone sat silent. Once I showed up they all looked at me, some wide eyed, some with raised eyebrows.

Great, they were all listening. Were we really that loud?

"You okay?" A girl asked. She was familiar. It was the same girl that helped Jeff kidnap me. Jane.

"I'm fine."

"Jeff is a jerk, isn't he?" She added.

"He is." I agreed.

"I mean, seriously? To scream at a pregnant girl. Gosh, I hate him." She thought to herself.

"Then why did you help him that night?" I asked.

"Oh, well, he thought I was helping him, but it was more of a stealth to get him. " she explained. "Another failed attempt..." she looked down in disappointment.

"Okay. Jeff's a jerk. That's what we agree on." I murmured. She just looked at me. At least I couldn't really see her expression through the mask.

"I'm smiling my the way." She added.

"Ah, okay." I let out a little giggle.

"By the way, just want to let you know about the gathering we're gonna be having next week." Jane announced

"Gathering?"

"Yeah, just a punch of us killers at one place, for you." She laughed.

My eyes widened. "That doesn't seem dangerous at all." I said sarcastically.

"Don't worry. You know we have no intent hurt you. You're carrying the baby of a very notorious killer, as much as I hate to say that. You have a new creepypasta growing inside you." She spoke. It made my stomach turn. I knew it. A k-killer inside of me. That's just messed up. I felt bad for the baby. He's not even born yet and he already has his life decided for him.

"S-so how many... how many killers are there gonna be?" I asked.

Jane stopped and thought for a second as if counting in her head.

"Hmmm... about sixty. Not that much." She answered casually.

"SIXTY?" I gasped.

"Yeah, that's not even all of them."

"Wow... okay." I uttered, taken down by anxiety.

"Anyway, like Slender said, you should start getting ready for training tomorrow?" She said.

"W-wait. What is this training gonna be?"

"You'll see."