Jeff the Killer x Reader

Chapter Five

(A/N THIS IS A FLASHBACK OF HOW READER-SAN AND JEFF MET AND STUFF SO YEAH!)

        You were walking down the streets, having no clue where you were headed or where you came from. "What am I doing?" You mumbled to yourself, letting out an exasperated sigh. Looking down, you saw ants scurrying around by your feet. Little did they know that life was just the road to their death.

        You sat on the curb and stretched your legs out onto the street. You looked down the road to the  general direction in which you had come from. "Is it too late to go back?" You asked yourself. "Maybe I should've never left..." You shook your head at the thought of staying home. "No. I'm never going back. Even if I have to spend my like alone on the streets, anything is better than living in that hell-hole of a home."

        Your parents would abuse you, verbally and sometimes even physically. They would leave marks on your skin and locked you in your room every day. Sometimes, they would go to the extent of not feeding you besides what little you could get at school. You hated them and they hated you. You couldn't understand them though. "How could someone be cold-hearted enough to abuse their own child, the being they brought into this world. I guess there are just some things I'll never know." you said, looking up into the dark night sky.

        You could see bright headlights coming your way so you got up and pointed west, the direction you were headed.The car stopped and a man wearing really sleezy clothes rolled down his window and looked at you. "Hey there shortstuff. *HIC* where're you headed?" He asked. He was definitely drunk and his breath smelled of alcohol. Great. "Uhm... to West Township..." You mumbled. 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!' you yelled at your self mentally. 'THIS MAN'S GONNA FLIPPING RAPE YOU OR EVEN WORSE KILL YOU!!!'

        "Let's g-*HIC*-o." The man said once you had gotten into the backseat of his car. He stomped on his gas pedal and the car's wheels screeched before sending the car flying down the road. You screamed at the top of your lungs and the car came to an immediate, deadly stop. You flew forward, just barely avoiding the back of the man's seat, when your seatbelt locked. 'Thank God for seatbelts...' you though, clutching onto your chest.

        "DON'T DO THAT AGAIN!!!" He yelled, turning to look at you. "JUST GET OUT!!"        

        You sighed and climbed out of the vehicle, closing the door behind you. Once you got out, the man drove away, leaving you to watch his red back-lights fade into the distance.

        That's when you met Jeff. He was running from the police when he stumbled upon you. A man came from around the corner with bullets firing at him, but missing by mere inches. His skin tone, smile and dark-rimmed eyes sent a chill down your spine, yet you couldn't seem to move.
        
        The man ran up to you, panting slightly from exhaustion. "Do you want to live?" he asked, staring at you intensely. You thought for a moment then nodded. He went behind you and wrapped one arm around your waist. In his other hand, he held a bloodied knife. A jolt of panic shot throughout your body and you told yourself, 'I've got nothing to lose, right?' The policemen came around the corner and he held the knife up to your throat. "Shoot and the innocent pedestrian dies." He hissed at the police."I thought I was going to live?" You asked, concealing your panic. No reply.

        A policeman in the front lowered his gun, followed by the others. Without letting you go, the man started walking away, slightly smirking and eyeing the cops carefully. He turned his back and let go of your waist. Instead, he grabbed your wrist and started running away, dragging you along with him. "H-hey!? Where are we going!?" You asked, fear slightly rising in your voice.

        "To a place we won't be found." His tone was casual, like someone explaining events in the newspaper to a child. You sighed. You were scared, tired and nervous. You knew no one would come to help you, so you didn't bother screaming.

        ~~

        You and him stopped running in the middle of the woods in front of a large mansion. "We're here," He said. You looked up at the building before you. "woah..." you muttered under your breath. "Oh! I never got your name." He said, looking at you.

        "I'm (Y/N). And you?"

        "Oh me?" He said with a cocky smirk displayed on his face. "I'm Jeff. Jeff the killer."

        Your heart skipped a beat. You had just been taken captive by a killer. But a pretty sexy one, too. "for a killer you're pretty hot..." you muttered quietly. 

        "Did you say something?" He asked.

        "Nope, not at all." You said, blushing slightly.

~~

        With each day, you and Jeff grew closer and closer, enough for you to start having feelings for him. You also made some new friends upon moving into the mansion. All this led up to the day Jeff grew some balls and asked you out.

        "Hey, (Y/N)," Jeff began. "Will you... g-go out with me?" He asked blushing.

        "Yes." You said, smiling at him.

        Thus, began your beautifully awkward relationship with Jeff.