I think it's time...For you to go to sleep. (Jeff the killer fanfiction)

Chapter 59

"Don't take it seriously Olivia on the other hand your much stronger now, How have you been dealing by yourself?" this time he did stop what he was doing and turned around to...face her?

"I don't know, I murdered 3 people in cold blood...I didn't even know them but it was so thrilling, the blood and the power I had over whether they lived or not..." she trailed off, staring at the floor boards in complete mesmerisation thinking about it

"Sounds like your coping well " his voice softened the slightest bit

"sounds like im mad..." she blurted out

"Like a story once said 'all the best people are' You know Olive, you can stay and be trained to become like one of us"

"No-I-I made my point very clear that I want to ignore these urges..." she stuttered nervously

"I suppose I can't persuade you, but someone else could..." he trailed off turning back around

"Does Jeff know?" she questioned worriedly

"No."

"Then I'll stay" she muttered, before standing opening the door to leave his room he stopped her in her tracks

"let me know if you change your mind...About the training" she nodded before exiting the room, she was stood in the hall way taking a deep breath before she was pinned to the wall by both arms above her head violently, their grip hard on her wrist, she looked up to see a very pissed jeff

"hm look what I caught..." he growled loudly, staring at her eyes with a cold dead look

"Jeff! ow get off!" She pushed against him as he tightened his grip, his eyes widened at her sudden strength.

"OH so you can leave again?" his voice was dangerously angry

"no! I'm sorry okay! I had to be with Grace whilst I was grieving!!"

"But you wasn't with Grace...For some days..." her stomach dropped at those words, thrown at her bluntly

"Jeff, I was..." she trailed off unable to find the words

"hm?"

"I was at my old house...I'm sorry I didn't tell you..." she looked down at the floor, guilty

He sighed releasing her hands, the anger flaring before dieing, he took one hand softly pulling her up to his bedroom, clutching  his head with the other, the hangover must have kicked in she thought sighing with relief.

He shut the door after them, the room hadn't changed one bit. His blood shot eyes stared at her as she sat on the edge of the bed, he leant down kissing her forehead, before whispering

"I'm sorry..."

"it's okay, you just scared me" she shrugged

"you scared me a lot...i thought you might have..." His body shuddered at the sudden thought

"might have...?" she asked waiting for a reply

"I don't know...decided life wasn't worth living, I know I've debated it from time to time" Jeff sat beside her, holding one of her hands, rubbing his thumb against her hand.

"No...Jeff. I love you I couldn't" she placed her hand on his pale cheek, over his cut open smile, she stroked his cheek with her thumb delicately, she'd missed him desperately.