You're so beautiful... {creepypasta}

Where are you?*

I wake up in an ambulance. They have an oxygen mask on my face and my mouth is stitched! Dang it! I wanted to keep that. It was a symbol. I will never be as great as Jeff but I hope to be at least half as great.

I hear people all around mumbling things like 'poor girl' and 'I'm sorry for her'. Why are they sorry? I met my love! Oh, Jeff!  Why did you make me wait for you!? I could just die! I actually might... Who knows what other creepypasta are real now that I know Jeff is.

I let out an accidental sigh and the people in the ambulance look at me. They stare at me oddly. One of them grabs a piece of paper and frantically starts to write and look back and forth from me to the paper. Then another sits by me and starts to ask me questions.

"Do you know what happened to your family?" The woman asks. I'm sure all of this will end up with her asking me who killed them so I might as well play dumb.

"W-what happened to my family?" I ask trying my best to sound confused. Its harder than it looks. I kind of want to laugh in the woman's face. She probably has never even heard of creepypasta.

"What were you doing before you woke up here?" Couldn't she at least answer my question. What a rude lady! My whole family was just murdered brutally.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FAMILY!!?!?" I start to scream and wiggle around. This should help my case and protect Jeff.

"Ma'am we're going to have to ask you to calm down!" They sat to me. I'm not going to stop. If it saves Jeff, I would do anything.

"WHAT HAPPENED?!?!?!?!" I scream shaking more violently and uncontrollable. Its actually pretty fun other than the taste of blood in my mouth.

"MA'AM!! CALM DOWN!!" They also yell. They hold me down and inject me with something. Soon I pass out again.

I wake up in a hospital bedroom. The first thing I notice is a pair of scissors to my right. If I can reach those I can take out these stitches.

I try to move my hand but soon realize that my hand is stuck. They tied me to the bed! Now dare they! I close my fist and flex my muscles to try to get it to brake. It doesn't work. I start to viciously yank my arm around to try free. It still doesn't work.

I calm down and slowly relax my muscles to take out my right hand from the ropes. Luckily they weren't very tight. I grab the scissors and cut open my stitches. Then I put the scissors back and slip my hand back into the restraints. I wonder when Jeff will be back. I hope it'll be soon... I don't know how much longer I can wait like this.

An hour then another pass by and I am still sitting here, tied to the hospital bed. The doctor hasn't come in yet to check on me. Maybe I woke up earlier than expected. This is all taking too long. I'm going to take a nap... Where are you, Jeff?

I wake up for the third time today and I feel that the doctor has put more stitches on my face, they also took away the scissors and tightened my restraints. Where are you, Jeff!? I've been waiting forever. It's been like four hours! "Jeff..." I whisper.

That's when I heard the window click.