Please, Kill Me (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

Chapter 3

Minute has passed but Jeff is still not done stabbing the man as if he does something terrible to him and getting his revenge. After the incident in the Apartment that he almost killed me then visited me in the hospital leaving me alive. I don't understand.. why is he still not killing me?

"Don't look at me like that" he snarls after playing in his toy.

"Why did--"

"To clarify, I did not intend to save you from this man." Then strike his knife in the man's head just like burying your knife in watermelon. He looks at me with no emotions at all and now I can see clearly his face. There were no eyelids, his skin is so pale, no eyebrows, and always smiling because of those long slices.

"I've been wanting to kill this man a week ago" he added without losing eye contact with me. I stand up from sitting on the ground and walk slowly towards him. His eyes followed every step I did and I feel a terrible headache but I just shake it off and ignores it.

"Why'd you leave that night? Why you didn't kill me?" I stop walking when I am only 2 feet away from him.

"You wanted to die so bad?" He asked while tilting his head.

"Yes, as you can see.. I.. I have nothing else to live for... I'm tired" I answered. I lost my parents the only people I have, the reason why I can't jump from my window in my apartment. The reason I keep going even though I am already giving up.. now that they are gone, I should be too.

He placed his knife in my neck, for the second time I feel the sharpness of his weapon then I feel hot in that part.

"I want to kill you, but I want you to suffer by living in this unjust world. That must be fun.. for me" then once again he put down his knife but I grabbed his wrist before he put back the knife that made him shocked.

"PLEASE! KILL ME!.. I'm done! I don't want to live anymore.. I hope I didn't survive that night.. I hope you just killed me that day.." I said while grabbing his wrist tightly.

"Let go" but I shake my head, tears are now falling to the ground, the warmth of my body is the only thing I feel... as I slowly lose my energy as if there's a tranquilizer shot in my body.

"Why can't you just.. under..stand" then slowly my eyes are getting blurry, my body is getting weak then I realize that my wound is still open and blood won't stop coming out. I can't stand for too long.. I want to lay down. I look at him while slowly falling to the ground losing my grip on his wrist, gasping for some air. And before I close my eyes I saw my parents smiling at me.

***

Don't die.

Live (Y/N).

Trust me, you don't want to die.

You were just tired...

You just need a break...

Not ending your life.

I woke up while gasping for some air. I feel like I've been in the ocean for a long time and now I finally made it above. Blinking my eyes while observing the room that I don't recognize made me realize that I am still alive.

I remove the blanket whose covering my body and I saw a new bandage wrap in my waist. I notice a bucket of mixed water and blood with a towel near my bed and I just realized that this room is quite old looks like it survived the fire.

The wall has a lot of holes, the closet has a mark of fire in it but the window is fine but not the curtains it looks like a paper that's been torn. I get out of my bed and look at the window. I open it slowly to not break it and look outside.