Jeffs pov
Jane and I went to our old cottage.
Violet came and hugged us.
"Happy birthday,dad." Violet said.
"Thanks. Why didn't you just come to the party in the underworld." I asked.
"I don't like to go to the underworld. I hate being around monsters and killers." Violet said.
"You are a killer. You were born to two of them." I said.
"I was raised by monsters and I hated it. I saw and did things that scare the shit out of me." Violet said.
"It's part of your nature." I said.
"I hate being your daughter. I hate having the felling to kill." Violet said.
Violet started crying.
"I just want to be normal and human. I hate that I can't really tell people who my actual parents are or what I really am." Violet said.
Jane hugged Violet.
"What do you mean, honey?" Jane asked.
A man came into the cottage.
"Violet, what's wrong?" Jane asked.
Violet wiped her eyes.
"Nothing. I'm fine. Mom, dad, I would like you to meet Elijah." Violet said.
Violet went to him and put her arm around him.
"Mom, dad I...i mean we would like to tell you something." Violet said.
I pulled out my knife.
"Jeff, calm down." Jane said.
Jane put my knife away.
"What is it, honey?" Jane asked.
"I don't know how to say this but I meet Elijah about a month ago and we really hit it off." Violet said.
"What are you telling us?" I asked.
"Dad, you're going to be a grandfather." Violet said.
"You're pregnant?!" I exclaimed.
"Yes." Violet said.
We talked and meet Elijah. Jane brought up the underworld and us being creepypastas and killers.
"How are you going to raise the baby?" I asked.
"Like a human." Violet said.
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The killers II
FanfictionContinuation of the killers. Jeff has been in the hospital for five years after killing Jane. Will his regret cause him to do the unthinkable? Also join other creepypasta ships start to bloom
