Those cold eyes of stone(Jeff the killer FanFiction)

Chapter Fifteen: Screwed Over

Light headed and sickly. Zombie like and groggy. These are the feelings that splashed over me like high tide when I began to wake. My glasses were splattered with a red tint causing me to see blurry. Slowly I sat up while my head began to throb. My body ached all over during the entire process. It was almost to the point I didn't want to sit up because the pain was surging everywhere. Feeling immense throbbing I grabbed at my head beginning to cry almost before I bit my lip. I clenched my eyes closed when suddenly my head leaned back causing more pain to hit me but then it became numb as I now remembered. I could see Jeff standing over Oliver and me as I screamed to warn Oliver. It was too late though, Jeff had impaled him with the knife as all I could see was his blood squirting all over my face making me stunned in place completely statue like. I slowly bring my hand to my mouth remembering how he chased me into the bathroom and that when I fell all I could see was his horrific expression. The crazed look in his cold eyes of stone. He bared no mercy . I wasn't able to tell if it was Absulums doing through Jeff's body or Jeff's own decision. Either way I was beyond frightened.

I took a deep breath before examining the red stains on my glasses which were dried up blood. I grabbed them from my face using my fingers to wipe the stains away as best I could. When I finished as best I could I checked my surroundings. The floor where I had previously been unconscious was dirty and wooden. There was a window in the corner but it was covered up by a sheet so at first glance you wouldn't be able tell what it had been. Cobwebs surrounded the roof of what I was guessing was an attic. I could see a pull open door over on the far side of the room. The only obvious answer was that Jeff had brought me here . Except I don't even know where here is! I huffed using my hand to stand up. I didn't have steady balance at first so I gripped the wall for support. When I was able to stand straight I crossed my arms over my chest becoming aware that the attic was very cold. I happened to be wearing nothing but my bra and unbuttoned pants.

Shivering slightly I made my way over to the pull open door hoping I would be able to open it. To no avail was I able to because it must have been locked from the other side or blocked by something. When I decided to give up on the door I headed to the window swatting cobwebs away while pushing the sheet to the side but to my lucky surprise all I could see was that someone had boarded up the window. As panic set in I could only do one thing but try to slam myself against the boards maybe to break them. They looked so brittle. At least if I fell out of the window this nightmare might end. So , I closed my eyes and pushed myself against the boards. Several attempts came before I pulled away grinding my teeth as I had managed to cut my self amongst the rusty nails on the boards as well as bruised myself. I examined the cuts thinking of the worst possibly outcomes , then suddenly becoming frustrated while being terrified by the fact that I had witnessed a murder done by someone I used to trust. I was ready to throw my self against the boards once more but found myself being startled by someone's voice which knocked me off track.

''You alright in here kid?'' It was the Ben guy from before. I could see his bloody eyes concentrated right on me his expression told that he seemed very concerned. I looked over at the door to see if he had come through it that way but no signs showed. I backed up watching him closely trying to think to myself as to how he had gotten up to the attic with out coming through the door because there was no evidence of his entrance.

''Shit you looked like you've seen a ghost.'' He smirked at me . I could feel the unease in my body but I didn't know what to do.

''How the hell did I end up here?! Where are we?'' I demanded suddenly tired of having to wait for some unknown outcome.

''Hey you need to calm your roll, this isn't going to go down like last time how about you take a seat first.'' He suggested seeming frustrated. I shook my head staring with a stern look.