Trick And Kill~~Jeff The Killer X Reader X Eyeless Jack

Chapter 26 The Devil In The Savior's Clothing

    ‘Here let me help you with that ______.’ EJ helps you clean the rest of the wall, wiping the flour off from the higher parts that you couldn’t reach.

  ‘Thanks EJ.’ You smile warmly to the blue-masked man.

 ‘That must be all.’ Clocky threw her towel in the kitchen sink.

  ‘N-Never a-again.’ Toby breathed out wearily, from the chair where he had crushed, his head fallen back and hands falling loosely on the sides of the chair.

  ‘Don’t you dare complain.’ Clocky warns him, dusting herself off.

 ‘You started it Toby.’ You cross your hands over your chest.

  ‘T-This doesn’t m-mean I h-had to clean. We c-could’ve made M-Masky do it.’

 ‘Man up Toby. We did it, so we had to clean it.’ You look at your ruined clothes.

‘Let’s appreciate the fact that we cleaned before Slenderman comes home.’ EJ notes, leaning against the wall, crossing his arms on his chest.

   A shiver went down on everybody’s spine at the mention of the faceless man. Your heart took a few faint beats that only EJ was able to hear and you thanked God that the house owner was out of the house when the flour fight occurred. He would have most probably smite you into little pony pieces for Sally to play with, if he saw the condition the house was in after your little ‘fight’. Jeff’s yells and irritation were enough to stop all of you from continuing, something that was rather good, since you didn’t want to be caught red-handed. Still, you had seen something that most probably went unnoticed by your fellow warriors.

   You could swear that when Jeff’s gaze fell on you and EJ, a dark glow penetrated his gaze and you could swear you saw his fingers carving the wooden banister. But what the hell was that? Why was he mad all of the sudden?

   Your thoughts were shortly interrupted, when the smiling killer walked inside the kitchen, followed by the other two Proxies that walked up to Toby immediately, whispering at him angrily and quickly.

  ‘Are you done with the b*llsh!t for today?’

‘Oh come on now Jeff, don’t be so melodramatic.’ You roll your eyes and smile to him.

 ‘Shut the f*ck up _____. Do you have any idea what Slender would do to ya if he saw you?’ he yells angrily at you.

 ‘But he won’t, will he? Since he didn’t see us.’ You wink at him.

He walks up to you, anger still painting his face and leans towards your face, smiling slyly ‘Why so sure that I won’t tell him?’

   Your eyes open wide with surprise ‘You won’t f*cking dare.’

He places his hand on your chin and licks his lips provocatively, leaning even more to you ‘Try me you sl*t.’

  Your hand lands hard on Jeff’s cheek, sounding like a gunshot at the now silent room.

His head turns right, while his eyes widen even more as the killer was caught by surprise.  You look at him dead serious as your breathing is calm and comes out lightly, but inside of you, pure rage bubbles up like boiling water. Your hand had moved on its own, landing a hard slap on him. Where you hit him, you can clearly see a bright pink spreading on his paper white skin. He had crossed the line.

   His hand slowly goes to his cheek; touching the injured skin lightly, he’s unable to realize what you had done.

  ‘Why you-‘ he growls and turns towards you with murder written in his eyes.

    ‘Take it easy now Jeff.’ EJ intervenes, stepping in between the two of you.

  But this was what drove Jeff out of the line.

    ‘F*ck you EJ.’ He says and shoves him hard.

  ‘Hey stop it!’ you yell, but EJ nods to you not to interfere.

‘I guess we need to talk Jeff. Just calm down, buddy.’ He tries to pacify him ‘Why don’t you go clean yourselves up guys? ______, Clocky, Toby?’

  ‘You sure?’ you ask looking at both of them.

  Clockwork passes her hand on your elbow and pushes you lightly out of the room ‘Let’s give them some space ____.’

  ‘Wipe o-out all the e-evidence!’ Toby screams and storms pass you, disappearing somewhere in the house immediately, leaving a faint cloud of flour behind him.

   Both of you laugh, but you don’t fail to see a faint pink tint that has spread on Clocky’s face as she looks towards the direction the goggled man disappeared, with her gaze softening. A smug smile makes its way on your face, but you manage to hide it rather skillfully from your bestie, as both of you make your way on the upper floor. Exchanging a few more words, you go to your room and grabbing your usual bathrobe and favorite shampoos, you walk to the bathroom for a relaxing shower to wash away the flour.

  Making sure that you are able to hear all the residents of the house with your enhanced hearing, you check the whole bathroom, locking the door and making sure you are all alone in it. Then, you throw your clothes on the side to be washed and enter the bathtub.

   Turning the water on, you allow the temperature wash away both the flour and your aches from the ‘battle’. Almost lava warm, it relieves you, allowing a soft sigh leaves your lips and enables your brain to think clearly.

  ‘Someone to protect and be protected by, When that certain fury would come, Someone to respect and be respected by, When deprivation took its toll on you…No more to defend, fading away…’

  You shouldn’t have slapped Jeff in front of everyone. In fact you shouldn’t have slapped him at all. You knew he didn’t really mean what he said; it’s just his inability to express himself without swearing at all. You should have understood that and answer him with patience, but in the sound of the word ‘sl*t’ you just lost it once again and acted on impulse. Both your conscience and the monster inside of you react badly at this word, but still, you knew he didn’t do it on purpose. Should you apologize to him?

   Hell no, he started it! He should be the one to say sorry. Your reaction to his behavior was logical, wasn’t it? And what the hell is wrong with his behavior? What is his problem anyway?!

   ‘'Cause we were always alone, We were born in the hunter's season… All I really ever wanted was for you…You to die in the arms of someone..’

  Well, this peach scented bath foam is rather good! Thank God the hot water just washed the flour away and didn’t turn it into a pulp.

 ‘Someone to remember only to the ground, When the sudden glory is gone….Mother would you send a sign, a message down, Consolidation with your only son…No more to defend, but someone to love..’

There was a heavy pound on the door ‘_____! ______!’

  Rinsing the bath foam off, you hadn’t even washed your hair. At first you thought the pounding was just your imagination, but another round of heavier ones where enough to convince you.

 ‘Who the f*ck is it?!’ you demand angrily, turning the water off.

‘_____ you have to come out immediately!’ It was Jane. And she sounded urgent.

  Can’t anyone take a normal bath inside this house?! You grab a towel that was near you and wrapping it around your body, making sure it wouldn’t fall off, you unlock and open the door, only to come face to face with your other bestie.

 ‘This better be worth it Jane.’ You grumble angrily.

‘You’ll decide that.’ she says as she pushes you towards the banister, so that you had a clear view over the entrance hall.

  What you see there, makes your blood freeze and your mouth to fall open.

  From the one side of the room, Jeff was standing, panting heavily. There were large deep blue bruises on the killers snow-white face, making the blue of the bruise appear even more in comparison to his skin and blood was coming out of his mouth, which he spat on the ground with a heavy curse. His clothes had various torn spots, where the white hoodie had begun to be stained with blood, making large red dots appear. On his right hand, he was holding his knife with power, with deep red blood dripping down from it. Just a look on his face was enough for you to recognize the look of pure madness and murder instinct that had taken over the smiling killer, turning his coal black eyes into two fire red orbs, nailed on his enemy’s face.

  You immediately scan the hall for the potential threat, the monster inside your mind roaring loudly, only for your eyes to fall on EJ.

  Just like Jeff, he was beaten up as well.

  Standing on the other side of the room, his mask was completely destroyed, with its pieces decorating the wooden floor, revealing EJ’s face. It was the first time you saw him without it. His empty eye sockets were nailed on Jeff, while he was also panting heavily, with his scalpel bloodied and ready at his hand. Even in his ash-grey skin, the bruises where noticeable, while the blood running down from his obviously broken nose, being more evident than it should be. Blood was also coming out from the left side of his head, staining his short, messy auburn hair. He had large slashes all over his chest, that had cut his clothes and injured him rather much. He never failed to take his gaze from his best friend, with his razor-sharp shark teeth clearly visible.

  Under your stupefied gaze, they scream and charge once again against each other, colliding and fighting with such power, that it pained you to see.

 All other creeps were standing around them.

   Toby, LJ and Ben where cheering them on, yelling or booing and placing bets between them on who would win. Clockwork and Hoody were helping a passed out Masky regain his consciousness; he most probably tried to intervene. Sally was crying on a corner, with Smile whimpering softly, trying to reassure the little girl. But other than Masky, no one else was going to stop them.

  ‘WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING?!’ your voice boomed inside the house.

All creeps except the two ones fighting turned to look at your murder face, as you rushed down the stairs, barefoot and with only the towel covering you up. Still, your sight was enough to case nightmares even to them. Jane tried to stop you, but you shook her hand off from you with a sharp move.

  ‘No, ______, don’t interfere!’  Jane screams, as you rush to the two boys and try to push them apart from each other.

 ‘STOP IT RIGHT NOW YOU IDIOTS! STOP! DAMN IT, LISTEN TO ME!’ you say as you throw yourself among them, growling loudly.

  ‘STOP! FOR F*CK’S SAKE JUST-AAAAAHHH!’ you stumble back and forth, as your hands fly to your face.

  ‘_______!!!!’

‘______!’

  Both Jane and Clocky scream. Deadly silence falls over the room.

‘______! Are you okay?’ Sally runs to you, wrapping her small hands around your legs, looking at you with teary eyes.

  ‘_____! Take your hand so I can see the wound.’ EJ rushes to you but you shove him back.

  ‘Are you an idiot?! Why did you step in the middle?!’ Jeff growls at you.

   In response you look up at both of them, throwing them both an angry look as you take your hand off your left eye. You didn’t know which one punched you straight at it, and to tell the truth, you didn’t even give a damn, even if it still hurt like hell. In the sight of your wound EJ presses his lips together ‘till they are a straight line, while Jeff’s eyes grow even larger by the surprise.

 ‘WHAT THE F*CK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!’ you scream angrily at them, your voice sounding dual ‘WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FIGHTING?!’

  Both of them look down on the floor, with Jeff kicking it lightly.

‘We had a little argument..’ he says.

‘Little? LITTLE?! YOU CALL SLICING EACH OTHER ‘LITTLE’?! LOOK AT YOURSELVES! YOU ARE BOTH A BLOODY MESS!!!’

  ‘It wasn’t much, ______, just a disagreement.’

‘A DISAGREEMENT?! IF THAT’S A DISAGREEMENT, THEN WHAT’S A SERIOUS FIGHT LIKE? For God’s sake you are best friends!’ you finally breathe out.

 Both of them look at the floor in shame. You can see that they somehow are remorseful for what they did, so your own anger subsides. But you still turn to the trio that was betting on the fight.

 ‘Why the hell didn’t you lot, help Masky stop them?’ you growl.

 ‘Hahahahahaha! Because it was fun! Hahahahahaha!’ LJ gave you a grin.

   ‘B-best fight evah!’ Toby rolled down laughing.

‘When the two of them fight it’s bet time honey. And you destroyed all the fun.’ Ben says angrily, but covering Sally’s eyes, you flip him off.

  ‘Can I see the bruise _____?’ EJ takes a step forward.

‘Stay the f*ck away from her.’ Jeff growls, but you throw him a murder look, shushing him.

‘No it’s okay EJ. It already started to heal. Now, can I PLEASE have a decent bath?’

 That was when both killers notice that you were only dressed in a towel. Mumbling uneasily and with both their faces changing a rich variety of colors, they apologize to you as you walk back to the bathroom, after they promised you not to fight again. Straightening themselves up and making sure they were in one piece, they take the way back to their rooms, but as they pass by each other, they exchange a few words among themselves, audible only to the two of them.

  ‘As I said before, she’s f*cking mine buddy.’

‘Not if I have her first.’