You woke up on your bed with someone petting your hair. Opening your eyes you looked up to see Jeff sitting there watching you. He seemed calm. He stopped petting your hair and watched you. "Why. Why me?" You asked.
He didn't answer. Honestly he didn't know he even had an answer. There wasn't one that came to mind. He just....wanted to play with you for a while before making you go to sleep.
You sat up slowly so he wouldn't think you were going to attack him and moved away slightly. You watched him silently. He didn't seem to be mad. Then again you couldn't tell due to that smile of his. "I'm-"
"-(name) I know. Remember? I know everything about you. Your family. The fact you don't have many friends. Your hobbies. I know everything." He said with a giggle.
You were slightly taken back but remembered him saying something like that in the story and nodded. Ok. You had to stay calm. "And you're Jeff. It's....nice to meet you..." you said trying to keep the question out of your voice. Stay calm. Don't freak out. It's ok. Everything is fine. You weren't going to die. Yet anyway.
He moved closer and as much as you wanted to move away you didn't. He looked at you and nodded. Ok this was going well.
You two talked. You did your best to listen to the ways he made people go to sleep. How he was thinking of making you go to sleep. It terrified you. But you didn't question it. "I...like....the way I am now."
Wrong choice.
"Why? Don't you want to be beautiful?" He asked getting angry. Damn.
"Th-that's not it at all I...I just..." what was he gonna do? You didn't want to get hurt but you could tell you had said something wrong.
He lunged at you grabbing your arm holding the knife to your neck. "And here I thought we were going to get along and play longer. I think you need to go to sleep now."
"N-no I....i do want to get along. I...was just..." you had to think fast, "......I was talking about life. Talking with you." Oh please for the love of everything holy believe that!
He paused watching you his anger seemed to leave. That was good. He was believing you. Slowly you felt him let go of your arm and move his knife away slightly. Like he wasn't sure. "You wouldn't lie to me would you?" He growled and you shook your head no.
"Good. I can still make you beautiful."
Hearing the front door open you looked towards your door. Thank god they were home! Looking back....Jeff was gone. Oh there was some angel watching over you and you loved it. Bolting out of your room you hugged your parents. You'd never been so happy to see them in your life more then you were right now.
