《•CreepyPasta X Reader Parody•》• Uno Madness •
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Making our way down the hall I can already hear Toby's and Maskys muffled arguing through the wooden door infront of us.
Jeff went to reach for the door handle and opened the door, Inside was L.J sitting on the ground sucking on a lollipop looking like a big toddler. Like really tall. Beside him was Clocky and Jane chatting together. And hoodie just sitting there with the deck infront of him probably wondering how the hell he got into that mess.
Or the mess to come.
I walked in the door with a still very stoned elf and emo and sat on the ground by L.J, Jeff coming and sitting by me along with BEN by him. Masky by his "boyfriend" and their love child in-between BEN and Masky.
"Stfu up Tobias otherwise I will tell him you were the one who carved 'gay man here' on his desk." Masky scowled at Toby. The boy beside him looked like he was going to lose it, along with his tics acting up due to the pressure of maskys voice. "Sorry." Toby mumbled.
"OKAY! Now, how about we carry on with the show." L.j said while putting the lollipop to the other side of his mouth and reaching for the deck. God damn what was doing here.
"COME ON IT WAS JUST ON GREEN I HAVE ONLY RED CARDS!!!" I screamed while practically yanking out my hair. We had been playing for an hour. A FUCKING HOUR. L.J was cheating the whole damn time and stealing my cards and trading them with candy. Clockwork was to drunk she stopped playing and just lay there watching the game. Jane and Jeff were going to kill each other, And hoodie I'm pretty sure was sleeping under his mask.
Masky was winning, Toby in 2nd and BEN spent most of the time on his DS. I just fell backwards onto my back and rubbed my eyes aggressively. "I can't do this shit." I muttered. "Okay y/n, it's your turn." Masky some how calmly said. Bitch was winning that's how. "Bro I don't have any... oh we on red hehehe" I sat up and grabbed my red card and put it down. Either way I wasn't going to win.
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"I will grab your heals and push them so down your throat y-" I cut Jeff off by putting my hand on his back. For some reason the only thing it seemed I was good at was calming people. His breathing went back to whatever his normal pace is and his focus went back to the game.
Later on Hoodie actually ended up winning, which made Toby start laughing like hell and Masky just walking to his bed. I think after everyone was going to leave he was still going to snitch on Toby.
I got up from my spot and looked at the cards that had flown everywhere due to Jeff or me, Or even when masky threw his everywhere when Hoodie played uno reverse. I walked to the door and stayed outside leaned against the wall. Waiting for Jeff didn't take that long. Although I wasn't really comfortable sleeping in a room with him it was better than the couch and getting stabbed in my sleep.
"Are you coming?" Jeff said while heading down the right side of the hall, I just grunted in reply. I could hear Jeff murmuring to himself, as if he was arguing with people in his head. I was going to go to school for psychology, really interested me. Maybe this would be a way to practice.
Jeff suddenly turned to a painted black door and swung it open, I recognized it due to it being near the stairs. And also me trying to kill him, that made me giggle. "What are you laughing at?" He growled while sitting down on his bed. He had an extra in the corner in his room thank God.
"Just a thought." I plainly replied while making my way towards the twin sized bed. I sat down and fell back looking at the poorly painted Grey ceiling.
"Do you... like? No um do you enjoy being around me?"
I asked her.
Shit.
If she responds with the wrong answer I'm going to loose it.
I'm charming, lovable, polite...
Toxic, abusive literally the definition of bipolar. But that's not my fault. She definitely has BPD. That's why we are made for each other. So I can be happy.
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I looked over at her body. Her s/c face covered in a few strands of her h/c hair. She froze, her breathing stopped. That means she's going to say no.
What did he ask.
After I don't know, killing b/f/n... attempting to murder me... my family and being a complete dick. No, was the real answer. But what if he ment it? Or he just wanted a reason to lash out on me for saying no.
What if I said yes and he just started laughing at me. So many things could go wrong here. I didn't like him. I just forced myself to be around him and remove the grudge against him, he was still murmuring.
"Yeah, I guess. I enjoy being around all of you." I lied, forcing myself to sit up and smile. He just looked at me. His eyes, his eyelids burned. His carved smile. It just sent shivers down my spine.
"Do you, Like being around me.Y/n." He repeated, squeezing his blanket with his hands. Sure as hell hope that's not going to be my kneck in a few seconds.
The one light, the lamp on his desk dimming on my face probably showed how much I was sweating. this was where people like him could build themselves up off of people's fear and weaknesses. He smiled, thinking he was ahead of me but really I knew this led to two different situations I did not want to run into.
"Yes, I enjoy being around you Jeff." I said calmly locking eyes with him. He stood up, "you really remind me of my counselor back in the hell hole, thinking I couldn't tell she was manipulating me." What the fuck is he talking about, I was not manipulating him. He was manipulating me.
"Jeff I'm not fucking manipulating you, I'm just trying to go to bed." I growled, Shit I'm loosing my God damn temper on this bitch.
"Okay, then show me your not." He grinned. He walked over to me, looking down and locking eyes. The thought of what I was hoping not would happen popped up in my head. Pills. My damn pills.
He leaned down 1 inch away from my face. He looked at my lips and then at my eyes and smiled, I shut my eyes wincing of what was to come. But then the weight of the floorboards In front of me was gone, I opened my eyes to him heading to his bed chuckling. Fucker. Made me look like a damn fool.
He sat down on his bed, looking at me. "I can play this game too, y/n." He purred.
"What game." I growled in response, honestly fed up with his cocky behavior.
"Can you guys stop trying to turn each other on its pissing of slender" Toby yelled pounding on the door.
"Yeah, we'll try." Jeff sighed dramatically. Makes me wonder if he was in theater when he was younger. "Hey bitches" a techno voice came from my phone.
"What the fu-" I was cut off with BEN pixellating infront of my phone squeezing out. I quickly grabbed my phone off the floor to make sure it wasn't broken, it wasn't thank God.
I then saw quite a few chats from the groupchat and then logged on.
Jeffy and y/n
Are being really horny rn.
Can u guys stfu.
Your just jealous Toby.
Damn
Dam L.J you okay? Emotionally
Also stfu Toby. I agree with masky for once.
Yk you can call me Tim wright.
Im pretty sure it's obvious that
I'm not okay emotionally y/n.
Okay Tim, say goodbye to daddy u 2.
Shutting off my phone I look up to no one in the room. Did they go out or sum? Damn I'm dumb.
....
Let's snoop around hehe.
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