I sighed, staring at the computer screen. It was three in the morning and I had watched all of the youtube videos I cared about and was bored out of my mind. I could watch ChuggaConroys Super paper mario lets play but I didn't know where I had left off so I decided against it. aimlessly scrolling through my subscriptions list I heard a crashing noise outside my apartment. Feeling the usual rush of paranoid anxiety flowing through my heart I sped up my scrolling, my eyes glancing around the apartment every so often . My heart eventually slowed and I finally found a video to watch. Hearing a noise by the door I assumed it was my dog but when I turned to see my heart stopped.
In front of me Was a teenager like him, yet completely different. He had skin that was a leathery white with patches of tan skin. His hear was brown near the scalp and charcoal black at the ends. But by far the most horrifying thing about him was his eyes and mouth. His mouth was cut into a horrid grin and his eyes, oh his eyes. They were pasty white, and his eyelids where burned off leaving a black ring in there place, they had an insane glint behind them yet had a strange paralyzing aspect to them. A rusted knife was clutched in his right hand. On his back was a rusted katana. And then he spoke.
" Go to sleep". Those simple words, those three simple words held a kind of madness in them that could chill a fully grown man to the bone but I held strong. I had run this fantasy through my head multiple times in my middle of the night bordom, what would I do if I encountered the creepiest thing from creepy pasta. Taking a calming breath I spoke.
" Actually I'm not tired and was just about to watch some videos, but if you want to just hang out you can. Theres some pizza and cola in the fridge if you want it and I have Netflix on the T.V. in the living room so feel free".
To say Jeff was floored would be an understatement. He lowered his knife and tilted his head in confusion. After staring awkwardly at each other for a few minutes he shrugged, walked into the kitchen opened the fridge and pulled out a box of pizza and cola, walked over to the couch and started watching T.V.. A couple of hours past and my lack of sleep caught up to me, throwing caution to the wind I passed out, using my keyboard as a makeshift pillow.
-Jeffs-POV-Jeffs-POV-
After a couple of hours of T.V. I looked over at the strange owner of the house, he had his head on the key board, a word program open was repeating the letter, u, for twenty pages. Drool was gathering on the keyboard and on the side of his face. As tempting as it was to kill him now it was beginning to become light and this teen had shown him kindness when everyone had shown fear and disgust. Exiting the apartment I looked back and smiled a real smile, not one forced by the cut in grin. This teen would be one to keep an eye on. Getting into my black impala I started the engine, turned on my favorite song, and drove off to the tunes of The Rolling Stones.