Killer Love//Under Editing

Chapter 13

It had been a few days since my last incident with Jeff and since then he had been ignoring me. In general it was awkward. I spent most of my days in that isolated room. It was cold, quiet, and depressing to sit in at times. I missed the feeling of the sun on my skin, the nice smell of fresh air. I miss it all.

Most of my days are spent wondering if anyone missed me. Had Dezy called the police? Would they ever find me? When would they ever find me? Did anyone even have a general idea of where I was?

My mind was racing and I began to panic. I sat on the floor,  up against my bed and pulled my knees up to my chest. Tears streamed from my face and my hand clenched at where my heart was. It hurt. I wanted the stupid pain to just go away. I wanted to be happy again. I wanted to be with Dezy. I wanted Beth to be alive and laughing with me. And I wanted Tyler to give me an assuring hug like he always would. 

I wanted a lot of things and mostly it was just for everything to be normal. Maybe if I hadn't met Jeff then everything would be fine. I could be watching some stupid movie with Beth or talking to Tyler about all the things wrong with school while waiting for Dezy to come home.

It became so hard to breath as more tears came that I started to hyperventilate. I heard the door to my room open and footsteps followed after. I paid no attention to the person who entered the room as I cried more and more.

"Come on, kid. Don't cry." It was Jeff. Just the exact person I didn't want to see at all. "Slender won't like it if he hears you crying. Trust me." I didn't listen to him. I didn't want to. It was his fault I was crying. It was his fault that my life was turned upside down.

An exasperated sign came from Jeff and i suddenly felt squished up against something. I opened my eyes but all I saw was white. Jeff was hugging me. For some reason this only made me cry more. Like everything I had pent up was finally coming out but through crying. Without thinking, I wrapped my arms tightly around him and gripped the back of his jacket. Jeff was shocked at my sudden action but he placed his hand in the middle of my back and began to rub up and down in a assuring manner. 

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? Now please stop crying. This is really awkward for me." His voice wasn't like his usual agitated voice. It was calm with a hint of worry. As he kept rubbing my back, my grip on his jacket loosened and my breathing became normal. My crying became sniffles and I felt emotionally exhausted. 

"Are you.. feeling better?" With my face still in his chest i shook m head. "That's, um, that's good." Jeff's hand remained planted on my back and he kept hugging me. I could almost just fall asleep being like this. I actually felt peaceful. But I knew that this boy was my kidnapper, my best friend's murderer, and soon to be my murderer. I had to admit, it was nice of him to try and comfort me. 

"J-Jeff, you can let go. I-I'm fine n-now," I said between sniffles.

"Just a little while longer. You're still crying." I chuckled slightly at his response. "What's so funny?" He asked still holding on to me and trying to look at me.

"I told you I was fine yet you insist on hugging me still." 

"Well you were crying so I just didn't want Slender coming after you. If he came after you then neither of us would've won the game," he said with a smirk on his face. Of course the game. I should've known.

"Can't do anything out of the kindness of your heart, huh?" I muttered under my breath.

"How could I do that if I don't have one?" He questioned in a joking manner. 

"Of course," I replied while rolling my eyes. Jeff finally let go and an awkward silence filled the room. Jeff sat still as he sat next to me, fiddling with the strings of his hoodie. "I'm sorry to put you in an weird situation," I said not daring to look at him. 

I heard a laugh escape from his lips as he responded, "Trust me this isn't the weirdest situation I've been put into."

I grew curious at his statement so I asked, "Okay then, what is the weirdest situation you've been put into?" He paused for a moment and seemed to have to think about it. But when it finally came to mind, he spoke.

"I'd probably have to say going to pick up woman supplies when I was younger. Imagine, ten year old me going to the local drug store to get tampon for my mother because no one else would. I was scarred for the rest of my life." I laughed at the thought of Jeff being younger and having to do something like that. Sweet, but funny. Then I wondered, what did Jeff look like when he was younger? Did he have may friends? What was he like in school? Did he have a loving family? To be honest it wasn't any of my business and I was sure that if I had asked, it would only upset him.

"Well," he said pulling himself off the ground, "I should get back to Slender. We were discussing your situation." My heart stopped. What were they going to do with me? I didn't want to have to kill people and I surely didn't want to go on another hunt with Jeff. "So far we haven't came to a conclusion but I'm sure there will be one later tonight."

"O-okay then," I said with my head hung. I glanced back up at Jeff and it seemed as though he wanted to say something but then changed his mind. He turned his back to me and quietly left the room. I was again surround in my own thoughts and silence.

And I hated it..