Child!JeffXChild!Reader

Child!jeffXChild!Reader


“Now everyone back off, get it!?” A young Glasgow smile boy interrupts the questions. Everyone is silent, looking over to Jeff. You stop sniffling. He calmly walks over to you and puts a pale hand on your shoulder. “She’s my new playmate, so y’all can back off! Get it?” You sigh in relief as ‘awww’s’ echo throughout the room. All the kids except Jeff scatter off and you’re left with the insane child.

“Thank you, Jeff. They’re all so scary!” You sigh in relief, but gasp as he puts his arms around you. “what are you doing?” He giggles.

“You’re just so adorable! We need to get you out of these icky clothes!” He points at your chest, and you look down at your torn dress. Blushing, you look up, and he grabs hold of your hand, leading you to a case of stairs.

“Where are we going?” You ask and swing your arms up and down, looking at all of the scary paintings on the wall. He snickers.

“my room! We gotta get you in some cool clothes!” Finally being led to his room, he opens the door and leads you in. Shutting it behind you, he leads you to his closet. You feel kind of scared, because knifes decorated the walls, and most of them have red paint on their tips. And there’s red paint on the floor and walls.

Jeff turns to you and hands you a black sweater, a red T-shirt, black baggy pants with a chain on the left pocket, and red and black converse shoes. He turns away. ‘Alright, get in these clothes, and then we’ll hang out.” You nod and step by the bed, pulling off your dress, and making sure he’s not looking.

Finally with all the clothes on, you tell him “Ready.” And he claps for you. You spin around a couple times, looking yourself up and down in front of the mirror. He whistles.

“You look awesome, and my clothes fit! Let’s get going!” He hands you a sharp knife and you drop it. He growls, “What are you doing?”

“I don’t like sharp things.” You say. He picks up the blade and shoves the handle into your hand, telling you to, ‘Keep it, or I’ll hurt you.’ You decide to keep it.

He leads you out of the mansion and back into the forest. “Now, what I want you to do, is to kill anyone we see, alright?” he puts that as if it was the normal everyday thing that everyone does. You shake your head.

“My mommy told me that I shouldn’t hurt people.” You step backwards and almost trip as Jeff comes near you with a sadistic grin.

“Then I guess we can’t hang out, and I’ll leave you here?” He states that almost like a question, stepping towards you every now and then. You quickly shake your head, and hold up the knife.

“No! I wanna hang out! So I’ll do it!”

“Alright, then. Let’s go.”

You follow Jeff, and put your hood up when you near a campsite. There’s two girls sucking tonsil and two boys cheering them on. The fire is high, and marshmallows are heating up. There’s also rocking coming from the tent, and strange noises.

“Yuck.” Jeff whispers. “Stupid adults.” He lifts up a rock and throws it at the head of a jocky looking 1y-year-old. He immediately stands up and shouts.

“Hey! Who the fuck did that?!” Jeff throws another rock, and it hits him on the stomach. He bends over, and grimaces, while you two chuckle. The tonsil sucking has stopped, and the bleached blonde girls look terrified. ‘I’m gonna fuck you up, you in the bushes over there!” He makes his way over, and both of you step deeper into the woods, leading him on.

“Now, watch this.” Jeff whispers. He lunges at the jock and stabs in near the knee, making him cripple over and yelp in pain. Jeff gets on top of him and slashes his cheeks, making a new Glasgow smile.

“My fucking face! You little shit!” The jock reaches up, but Jeff stabs him in the center of his palm and rips out, sending pain throughout the teens’ arm. “Gahh!”

“Go. To. Sleep!” Jeff whispers and jabs the knife into the jocks eye, until he breathes no more. Jeff looks up at you with his signature grin and says,

“That’s how you do it. Now, I’ll get the other guy, and you lure one of the lesbian-wanna-be’s and do the same. Okay?” You nod and wait for him to finish the other guy, before you peek out of the woods.

“H-hey!” you use your small voice. The girls look back in terror, their two boyfriends having gone missing. “C-can you help m-me?” The two girls debate over which one goes, and the skinnier of the two decides that she’ll help the small voice.

“H-hey, little girl? Where are you?” She waddles in more of the forest, you leading her out. You’re nerves are racking, and you’d rather not do this, but you need Jeff’s approval. So you lunge at her and jab her below the knee, like Jeff did. She went down a lot quicker than the male, and all she’s doing is whimpering, looking betrayed.

“I! I’m sorry! But I have to!” You tell her, then carefully slash her cheeks into a smile before you jab her into her eye. She stopped breathing almost immediately. Tears fill your eyes and you don’t find this fun at all. So you stay back and watch Jeff finish off the other girl, and go inside the tent.

You hear short screams, then silence. When Jeff comes back, he finds you in a bloody whimpering mess, you crying your eyes out. He bends down and wipes the tears from your face, and whispers,

“Go. To. Sleep.”

You jump up, and scream. But before you can get away, he busts out laughing, dropping his knife. “Y-you thought! Haha! I-I was gonna! Hehe! Kill you?! Yeah, right!” He stops to a snicker and places his hands on your shoulders. “I think you’re cool for a kid.”

“T-thanks… I guess…”