My Girlfriend is a Creepypasta(oc x janethekiller)

Killing is Awesome

Once we got to the next town I saw a gun store, I stopped in to get a new fire arm, since my revolver was left at the house when I moved to the collage. "I'll only be a minute" I said as I got out the car and walked inside. I got in and started to brows there collection and saw an M9 handgun calling my name. "How much for the M9" I asked the sales guy. "Three day wait, three hundred, and paperwork" he said as he pulled out a clipboard with a stack of paper on top. "Look dude I'm trying to impress my girl with a real bear skin cover, if you know what I'm saying" I said grinning and nodding. "Oh, in that case you don't want that" he said opening a door to let me in the back of the store "come with me". I walked to a wall covered by a blanket or curtain and only one light in the room. "You will want one of these" he said removing the blanket and reviled a bunch of guns that I was sure he wasn't allowed to sell "you want a pistol right". "Ya" I said as he grabbed a massive handgun and handed it to me. "This is the US's own desert eagle clip fed magnum" he said handing me the gun "strongest handgun in the world". "Cool, how much" I asked not looking away from the gun. "A grand" he said with a smirk on his face. "I can't pay that" I said about to put the gun away "I only have five hundred". "Then I'm calling the cops" he said grabbing out his phone.
Jane's pov
Hollis has been gone a while I thought to myself. I was worried so I got out of the car and headed inside, it felt odd wearing the mask, the black dress, the wig, and the elbow high dress gloves. Well at least I have my sneakers I thought as I entered the store. "Excuse me, I'm looking for my boyfriend have you seen him" I asked not seeing him in the lobby. He jumped back a little at the sight of my outfit but didn't say anything about it and asked "about six foot, short brown hair, glasses, a black leather jacket in 90 degree weather". It's 90 degrees, it feels like 60 I thought to myself in shock. "Yes" I answered. "Jerry took him to the back" he said pointing to a door. "Thank you" I said walking towards the door. "Wait a sec" he said as I was walking "if you don't mind me asking, what's with the dress". "Oh, it's a long story" I said thinking back on that night "I was in a bad fire and all if my body was dealt 2nd degree burns". "I'm sorry" he said feeling sorry. "This fire wouldn't have been started by an angry guy" he asked as he put a key in a case. "Yes why" I asked. Once I answered he reached in to a case and pulled out what I think is called a revolver and placed it on the top of the case along with a few boxes of ammo and a holster and said "all pretty ladies need protection". "Thank you" I said as I put the small gun into my purse "mind if I come back for the rest". "Certainly" he said as he grabbed some boxes and put away some stuff.
I walked into the back and heard Hollis and Jerry arguing. "Don't call the police" Hollis said as I stood out of eye sight. "Pay the grand or I'll call the cops" Jerry said. "Why call the cops" Hollis asked "what am I getting charged with". "Assault and attempted theft" Jerry said "but I have another idea". "What" Hollis said hoping not to go to prison. "Let me fuck your girl" he said as I bolted toward them. "What did you say" I said infuriated. "This is your girl" he said with a surprised look on his face "never mind, I'm calling the cops". "Show him our persuasive ways" Hollis said as he scratched his neck briefly then slid his thumb across his neck to signal me to kill him. I nodded and reached into my purse and reached for the gun but decided to pick the knife. I clicked it in my purse so he wouldn't see it and waited for him to pull his phone out. Once the phone was at his ear I lunged my blade into his neck as Hollis covered his mouth so he wouldn't scream and he seemed to die faster than anticipated. After he dropped dead Hollis grabbed a piece of cloth and dabbed it in his blood and started to write on a wall, d-o-n-t g-o t-o s-l-e-e-p. "Don't go to sleep" I questioned "what's this". "That Jeff guy has been on a killing spree since you got admitted into the hospital, right" he asked as he put down the cloth into a circular gun clip. "Right" I said not putting the pieces together. "And he writes 'Go to sleep' in blood right" he said standing back to view his master piece. "Oh, ok" I said realizing every thing "so this is a warning to others". "Yep, know let's go" he said grabbing my hand and rushing outside. I was only able to grab one box of ammo before we got outside.