The Killers

[Chapter 9]

About 15 minutes later, i heard my phone buzz again. It was Jeff. "I'm here, open da window." He texted. I scurried over to my window, and i gently opened it. "Jane?" I heard his voice call out from below. I look out my window. There he was, the same Jeff i've always known standing below my bedroom window. He looked beat up, he looked rougher than usual. "Should i just come through the back door instead?" He asked. "Yeah, but as quite as possible." I responded. He gave me a thumbs up, and he walked to the back of my house. I ran down my stairs, and i headed to the back door. I backed away from the door whenever it slowly opened. "Jeff?" I called out. "Yeah, i'm here." He said, as he walked in the house. We both went upstairs in my room. He hadn't been in my room for a while. For about a year. "Sorry it's messy, Jeff." I said. He laughed. "Its fine, mine is messy too you know that." I chuckled back almost silently. I turned on the lamp beside my bed. There was a bit of blood on his face. He looked pale. There was dirt on the front of his white hoodie. And the most noticeable thing, his bruised eye. "Jeff? Oh my gosh are you okay? What happend?" I asked him. He tried to hide his black eye with his hood. "Nothing, don't you worry about it." He said. "But... You look-" i stopped when he interupted me. "Jane, its fine." He responded irritated. "Sorry." He walked up to me, and hugged me. My hands were pressed against his chest. He smelled like ciggarettes. I could hear his heartbeat. I felt him place his mouth close to my ear, and he whispered, "can i sleep over tonight?" He backed away and looked at me with a gentle smirk. "Sure, but you have to leave when i wake up." I responded. He nodded, and began pulling something out of his hoodie pocket. It was a small black box, like the kind you would jewerly in. He opened it, and i saw a beautiful, heart shaped necklace laying inside. The heart was made of ruby, and the chain was gold. "Do you like it?" He asked. "Yes Jeff, it is beautiful." He smiled with a blush, and he pulled it out of the box. He hopped onto my bed, and sat behind me. I lifted my hair up, and he clipped the necklace around my neck. He grabbed me from behind, and sqeezed me gently. He slid my sleeve down a little began kissing my bare shoulder gently. I lost my breath. His lips were touching me over and over again, and i couldn't get enough of it. "Jeff, what- what are you doing?" I asked with a stutter. "Loving you." He responded. He pulled off my shirt, and i turned around. He began puckering my breasts with kisses. He sucked gently on my neck. Hickies covered my neck. Was i supposed to do something back? I took the risk, and i gently bit his ear. He hummed in delight, and i made my way down his neck. He grabbed my face with his palms, and i stared into his eyes. They were so lovely. I didn't care if one of them
Looked a little roughed up. I still loved them. I loved him. He pushed his lips against mine. His breath tasted like ciggarettes. I didn't mind. We kissed for several minutes. We both stopped, almost panting. I layed my head on his shoulder, breathing deeply. He layed his hand on my back and began rubbing it. He reached over and turned my lamp off. He pulled me down on the bed with him, and he snuggled himself into me from behind. It felt so good to have his arms around me. "Go to sleep." He whispered in my ear. A little after he said that, i fell asleep.