Eight Days | Eyeless Jack x Jeff the Killer

Chapter 13 | Night Two

Jeff the Killer's Point of View
Perhaps you have been fortunate enough to never been in the same car as Jack. Sure, most of the time he was laid back. But just an hour ago, he was driving like a maniac. And just thirty minutes ago, he had an amazing plan. Jack clearly wasn't thinking while driving. First of all, he was doing an 100 in a 65. And that was sure to lure the cops. Secondly, Jack had only a few seconds to explain the plan to Jeff. A plan where they faked their own deaths. And crashed the truck.
This plan would lead to the current events.
"Are you fucking crazy?" Jeff yelled. His paper white skin was covered in cuts, many he knew contained fragments of glass.
Jack stopped. He was nearly motionless except for his shoulders moving, indicating he was breathing. Suddenly, Jack turned around and slowly walked towards Jeff.
"I just save us. Those cops think we're dead," Jack said everything calmly.
"And now we have to walk to Mississippi."
Jeff glared at Jack. Jack. Fucking Jack.

"No, we don't." Jack calmly stated. Jeff wanted to throw the demon. He wanted to tell Jack he fucking hated his guts and he wished he was dead or didn't exist or something that would hurt someone who was immature. But none of that was true. Jeff was paranoid at everything, worried cops might show up at any moment. All of the anxiety excited the serial killer. His heart was close to popping out of his chest.
And, little did Jack know, Jeff was having the time of his life. And he'd do anything to make sure this feeling continued.

Author's Note
Hello, hello, hello!!! Sorry it has been a while! I got writer's block (again) and school was keeping me busy. I also just got a job and I have Summer Camp at the end of the month. (Actually excited about that). Anyways! Hopefully this was pretty good. I'm slowly running out of ideas so if anyone has any ideas or things they'd like to see happen (that relate to the storyline) I'm all ears! Have a wonderful day!
~ L