"CreepyPasta" The Puppeteer x (Female) Reader.
(Y/n) was a nice girl, she was kind, and artistic, but no one appreciated, she would get bullied in school, and people will talk behind her back, her parents didn't bother to see whats was wrong with her, the teachers will always tell them that something was going on, but all they would do was beat her up, and then lock her in her room, but there were some happy times, were she would go out with her best friend (f/n), and her parents were sometimes good as well, but that ended fast.
One day, her parents were involved in a car acceding, and got killed, (y/n) had to live with her aunt and her uncle, but they weren't good people either, they would leave her alone every single night, and go to bars and get drunk, after they came home, they would beat her up as well, but they didn't show mercy, sometimes they would tie her with chains, and leave her in the basement, but that had to stop.
I woke up from my aunt's angry voice yelling at me to come down from my room, room, I was sleeping in the attic and they called it a room? Never mind, I got down stairs only to see them packed up waiting for me in front of the door.
"What is going on?" I asked.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? we are going on holiday YOU are staying here" my aunt said as she picked up her bag and left the house, I looked out the window and I saw there car leaving, and soon disappearing from my eye sight. As I realized that I was finally alone I rushed to the bathroom, I opened a cabinet only to find my uncle's hunting blade, I didn't know why her kept it in the bathroom but I didn't care, I lifted the blade up to my throat.
"this was it, the only way to get away from this misery... the only...." I thought as I pressed the blade closer to my throat, and it happened, pain, more pain the pain I had so many years, it hurted, I cried, I cried louder.
"no one will hear me, no one will help me, no one....will save me." I thought as everything around me turned to darkness.
I didn't know how long I was like this, lying on the bathrooms floor, what is happening, why am I still alive?, or am I?. I opened my eyes only to see that I was in a black room, nothing but darkness, I tried to stand but I couldn't, I tried to talk but I couldn't, I could only blink my eyes, whats happening?, were am I?
And then....I saw...a golden light, coming from the shadows, I was waiting and trying to see what that was, then a figure came into view, and then the figure transformed into a male with black hair, he had gold glowing eyes, he smiled to me, his smile glowed the same way as his eyes, my hear was beating faster, my heart told me to run away from him, but I couldn't, I looked at him, as his gase met mine tears started running down my face, I was crying, with no use.
"Shhh....dont cry, dont let these tears ruin your beautiful face" he said as he wiped my tears with his gloved hands, his touch was soft, I closed my eyes and let the feel take me away.
"You enjoying this huh?......" he said as he sat down in front of me, who was he? I looked at him confused.
"You are probably wondering who I am, am I correct?" He asked, I tried to knob but couldn't, so I just blinked. "They call me Puppeteer" he said as he moved some of my hair out of the way. "Are you wondering what happened to you?......you are broken....broken just like me.....I can help you....will you want this?" He asked, I blinked again, help me?, no one ever helped me?, what if his lying?. As I was wondering what he ment by help me I felt myself being lifted from the ground, I looked down only to see that I was floating from the ground, I managed to begin moving my limbs again, first my hands, then my legs, and last my head, I turned my head towards the male in front of me, he had golden sting like things coming out of his fingers surrounding me, I felt my heart beating faster, should I run, I tried to run but couldn't, I was in the air, what was he doing to me? I felt my face heat up, I started kicking my legs and struggling to get free from the his stings.
"Shhhhh....calm down my little puppet....we wouldn't want you get hurt now wouldn't we?" He asked, what did he mean by hurt?, will he....hurt...me?. I calmed myself down and starred into his gold eyes. "Now that better right?, don't move much, you will get used to this 'golden token' in no time, most people aren't lucky as you you know?" He said as he began to walk as he carried me with him, I tried to talk but only some noises came out. "Dont rush yourself, you will talk latter, just tell me this, whats your name?" He asked starring into my (eye colour) eyes.
"...(Y...../....n)..." I struggled, my voice was like I didn't use it for years, he walked through a door, and we found ourselves into a nice looking living room with a fireplace.
"Are you wondering how you got here, (y/n)?" The Puppeteer asked, I knobbed, he sat me on a chair but didn't remove the strings. "You died....you were broken.....my job is to stitch the broken one up....as for the strings....you will need them to move" he said as he sat next to me.
(20 minutes time skip brought to you by Slender)
After getting to know him a bit I realized he wasn't that bad, his back story was sad, I began to talk a bit more, soon though I got tired, he picked me up again and moved me to another room, he layd me on the bed and removed his strings.
"There we go.....you can sit like this till morning right?" He asked I tried to knob but couldn't so I blinked. "Goodnight (y/n)" he said as he left the room.
"Goodnight Pup" I thought to myself and closed my eyes, I am making a new start in the morning.
(A/n: listen to this: #youtu.be/aLWcNPhHFBE)
