A Gruesome Romance (A Jeff The Killer love story)

Chapter 13: Reunion

Jeff's POV:

     I wake up after what feels like a long nap. My head is pounding. I try to make sense of where I am but I suddenly realize that I can't see anything. Everything is black. I must be blindfolded. I would love to just rip it off but I can tell that my arms and legs have been tied up to whatever Im sitting on. Shit! I forgot about Jane! I recall hearing her voice briefly before being knocked out. I don't remember anything after that, it must have been her who tied me up.

     Suddenly, as if on cue, footsteps approach. I sit still trying to hear if I could pinpoint their location. "Look who's F-I-N-A-L-L-Y awake!" I recognize the voice from earlier. It's Jane. "JANE! What the FUCK do you want?!" I yell back. I can hear the footsteps stop right in front of me. The blindfold has been taken off. I wait for my eyes to adjust to the light as I see her standing directly in front of me. "We have A LOT of catching up to do! "  Jane firmly grasps my face with her hand as to level my eye height to hers. I can tell she's analyzing my face, trying to take note of everything. 

     Jane steps back. "I see you still have those scars...Those STUPID FUCKING scars..you know, I think you'd look SO much better with a couple more on your face" She giggles maniacally. She's referring to my smile. "I see you still love me or you wouldn't be eye-fucking me so hard" I snicker at her. I'm definitely a little on edge though. She brought me here to kill me..or worse. That I know for sure. 

     "Oh EVERYTHING IS A GODDAMN JOKE TO YOU" She hisses. She's seething with rage. I take a look around me. I think Im in some sort of basement or something. The entire room is made out of concrete with a singular light bulb hanging from the ceiling as a light source. There aren't any windows, but there is a doorway. Escape could prove difficult with these ropes but I think I can break free if I can distract her long enough.  

     Jane spins around and approaches a table against one of the walls of the room. She looks like she's...counting? I stick my neck out to see what she's looking at. FUCK. On the table lies a nice little arrangement of knives. I can make out only a few of them. There's one for carving, one for filleting, and another for hunting. The light is too dull to see the rest. She bends down and picks up one of the tools from the table. She turns around and admires it. Its a...bone saw... I have to escape quickly. 

     "You know Jeff...I've been waiting a LONG time to get you all by myself. You were just too fast. But by pure luck, you just happened to be hunting in the same house I was that night." She gleamed. "Usually you would have noticed that someone else was there...but this time you didn't...why is that?" She was right. How was I not aware someone else was there? I'm ALWAYS careful. "You don't think that has anything to do with your little...friend...do you?" She says as she admires the saw in her hand. Her fingers gently trace the serrated grooves in the blade. "It'd be a shame if...you and...Katherine was it?...couldn't play together anymore" She sarcastically pouts. My eyes widen a bit at the mention of Katherine. How does she know who she is? I think she notices my surprised face. "Ahh. I see...In that case...this makes it SO much easier to hurt you." She steps forward and leans in to whisper in my ear."Im going to take her away from you just like you took my family. And then ..I'm going to tie up her pretty little body on a platform..and stretch her out so tight the skin and nerves holding her together will just...*snaps fingers* SNAP!"  She laughs. I try not to react to her words. "Go ahead. I just have her to mess around with. I can always get another toy" I say grinning ear to ear. "Oh but wouldn't that be such a sight Jeff...*gasps* can you imagine it? ...The sound of her screams as she watches her own abdomen ripping open? Her flesh tearing apart vein by vein, tendon by tendon? And how pretty the sight of her blood will be, spilling from her entrails, and onto the floor? Can't you just see it Jeff?" What the actual fuck kind of medieval shit is she on? I move my face away from hers.