The games (Jeff the killer love story)

Chapter five

"Meghan Davenport we've been watching you." I heard the booming voice say while I don't dare to look up.

"What do you want from me!?" I scream as a tear rolls down my cheek over the tear stains I already have.

"To participate in the games my dear." He says while one of his white, glossy tendrils touch my face.

"G-Games..?" I asked even though I didn't want to but knew he'd explain without my concern.

"Mhmm." He lets out a small chuckle.

"I don't want to participate..." I say in reply and his tendril pushes my chin up making me look at his faceless head.

"Let me re-phrase that for you dear." He says as he leans down towards me.

"You will participate in the games." He says in a creepy way as his voice booms down the forest causing my eyes widen.

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"What makes you sure of that..? What if I prefer to die..?" I ask as I still try to take in that has happened.

"You will want to participate in the games my dear, for the sake of your grandmother." He says in a very confident tone as my eyes widen even more then before when he mentions my grandmother. My skin goes cold, my heart falls into my stomach, my hands begin to shake.

"M-My.... grandmother...?" I stutter as I talk in fear. They can't hurt her...she's all I have left...

"Indeed my dear Meghan." He says as if a smile was forming in his faceless head.

"Where is she!?" I demanded to know as I roared. I may have felt fear before but all I feel now is my blood boil. My anger is getting the best of me and this might not be the best decision I've made all night.  He chuckles as he stands straight again. 

"A spirited one I see." He says as he looks at me up and down. I spit on his foot still full of anger.

Suddenly I get slapped by one of his tendrils and get tossed in the air. My back slams into a tree and I cough up a bit of blood. Wiping it away with the back of my hand which is covered with my sleeve, a small grin forms on my bloody lip.

"I'm going to need a good message after this." I say as I get up and try to stand straight.

"How dare you speak to me like that, do you understand the situation you are in human?" He says to me as his tendrils sway widely in the air.

"You all treat people's lives as if they were nothing! I'm sick of it! I'm not a toy! Give me my grandmother back!" I yelled as I ran towards him but he steps aside with his long slender legs and avoids contact with my fist.

"Are you not scared of me? How strange." He says as he observes me. Am I something unique?? God! I'm not the only one that's not fully scared of them! I mean what about those fangirls!!! Omfg they'd kiss and hug them to death! They should gives told weirded out looks to them! Not me!

"Give me my grandmother you freak!" I yelled furiously.

"Don't talk to him like that! Do you have a death wish!?" I hear someone yell from behind. Looking back I see Ben yelling and walking towards us with Dark link to his right and a pissed off Jeff to his left.