Black love ( a jeff x slender man story)

the starting point

Jeff's pov. As the sun set into the distance, I had sat there by a tree on the near cliff so my sight could over look the the little town just below me. I always did this when I was in thought, looking at places and things sitting there in peace. But that wasn't the case. I jeff the killer was just about to kill, not just kill but kill a innocent human being. Who I have never known or cared about , but that was just because I had never cared for anyone Not even my self. after a few moments I got up from the place I had just occupied I turned towards an old cemented road and started down the street to were I would find my next victim.

after some time i had walked a mile or so until i had reached a little old house with a car parked in the front. i stoped for a secound to think about my plan to do just the job. after a moment or so. i quickly returned to a bush and hid there for at least an hour or so, until all the lights turned off and there was no prescience of people around. i got out from the bush and walked silently to one of the windows. as i got to the window i hid my self on the left side of it. this was so that no one could see me piring through the window.

i looked around very carefully before i got into the house. this task was very easy for me because i had done it so much in the past. sneeking in and out of houses to leave the cold dead bodys in there rooms for only there family to see.

To me it was fun to kill. not only it was fun but it releaved me of the pain and suffering of loneliness. yes i had to admit i was suffering. I had spent most of my life alone with no friends and no one to come home to but that sort of thing wouldn't happen. that was because i was a monster a cold hearted monster with no desires for love or kindness. who would love me i mean i kill people for gods sake.

as i was lost in thought i had just remembered i was still trying to get in to the small window of a little girls room. I quickly snaped out of it and crawled silently in the room. i walked over to the little girl that was about 8 or 9 asleep in her little pink bed.

as i touched her cheek i remembered being like this a long time ago when my brother and i were still together and our family, well was a family.

after what seemed like hours. i had finally desided to kill her, i took out my knife from my boot and started to stab her in the chest. her eyes opened and tried to scream but as soon as she could i had already stabed her multiple times and she would eventually bleed out. as she looked at me with pitiful eyes shewaisted her last breath and died. i took my knife and carved a little smile onto her small little face. i brought up my knife and licked it while laughing at what i had just done. I felt sorry for her but at the same time I didn't care for her. After a few moments I said "go to sleep" in an almost whisperd voice.

after i put my knife in my boot again i silently went through the window and ran into the woods. I walked until I found a small patch of grass to lay on. I played there for a while until I drifted off to sleep.