Jeff and Jane

Chapter Four

Jane POV
I kissed him too long. Eventually I pulled away gasping for breath. He only stared at me, unsure of what to say. I glared at him and walked away, crossing my arms. I felt his eyes on my back, but only continued to walk away. Maybe I shouldn't have down that. Why the hell did I even do that? Oh you knew. The woods were quiet, the occasional chirp of birds was heard. Thoughts were racing through my head. The only place where I could deal with this was just up ahead. I stopped, suddenly, in a clearing where the trees circled around it. I stomped my foot down and immediately fell through a tunnel underground. I fell out the shoot and got up, dusting dirt off of my pants. I reached for the lantern and found it, with a pack of matches. I lit the lantern. A small area was lit up. The room had a makeshift bed and table. Some old clothes were on the table and my suitcase holding my collection of knives. I laid down on the bed. (Flashback) I ran as far as I could chasing Jeff. He was deep in the woods and I was exhausted. I slid down the tree I was leaning against and silently sobbed. My parents, murdered, sitting in my living room, with smiles carved on their faces. I thought things like this wouldn't happen to me and I wouldn't have to deal with this. I was horribly wrong. One minute the thing you loved could've been ripped away from you. I missed them already.
"Mom?" I silently whimpered. I pretended she answered back to me and hugged myself trying to replicate her warm embrace. I was only greeted with a cold feeling. I breathed in sharply. They weren't coming back. I couldn't go back to normal. But I had to do something. I felt so empty. And cold. I shivered, and searched for branches to create a shelter. I entered in a clearing. I stepped forward and felt the ground move beneath me. I stomped down on the ground and suddenly fell down a hole of some sort. I hit the ground, gasping. I was in complete dark. I fumbled around for anything, feeling my way around me. I needed light. My hands hit something hard, granting my wish. I had found a lantern. I grabbed a pack of matches out of my pocket and lit the lantern. It was a room! A bed! I immediately crawled on the mattress and curled in fetal position. Who could have made this? Someone must have lived here. I was simply too tired to be cautious and fell asleep, the tears drying on my face. In this lonely world, I felt desolate. (flashback end) I used to be so weak, I didn't know how to survive. I bitterly laughed. This place had brought back so many memories. I hadn't been here in forever. I mostly avoided it and I now understand why. A tear slid down my face and I quickly wiped it away.
"No Jane, stop victimizing yourself. You have one purpose, you had one purpose: to make sure they got justice. And you failed." More tears streamed down my face. One by one, they fell on my pillow. I screamed. I wanted to die so badly. This was like hell, I just wanted to get out of it "But I am already damned." I thought and laughed sickly. How could I fall like this?
Jeff POV
I sat on the floor, playing games with BEN as usual. When I went back I talked to Slenderman about what happened. He scolded me and asked for Jane's whereabouts. I didn't answer him. The memory of what happened earlier had been stuck in my head all day. I just didn't understand. Why would she do that? Was it a plan to confuse me so somehow she could kill me? Her lips were cracked and dry when she kissed mine. BEN tapped my shoulder.
"Dude, I just whooped your ass in that round. Were you even paying attention?"
"Oh."
"What is your problem now?" He said exasperated.
"Nah. I'm fine." He crossed his arms.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"Tell me."
"No." BEN shoved me.
"Tell me."
"Stop!"
"Why?!" He shoved me again, this time looking pretty angry.
"Fine! Jane kissed me all right?!"
"Dafuq?" BEN laughed, thinking it was a joke. When I didn't laugh with him his look turned to one of confusion."Really?"
"I'm not joking."
"I asked her why she was running away, and especially why she took me with her. Then she kind of just kissed me, then stormed off." BEN frowned.
"Why do you get all the girls? It's not fair."
"Wait what? Jane doesn't like me."
"Whatever you tell yourself is fine. But she sure didn't kiss ya to play some trick. Not from the Jane I know. I mean she's not that evil or cunning to even think of that."
"She's not dumb. She can calculate plans."
"Are you defending her?" He said suggestively. I stared at him horrified.
"No, not in that way! I just think you're underestimating her!"
"Defending her again, aw." He laughed. "Maybe you do like her." He mumbled.
"Say it again and I'll kill you."
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Jane POV
I woke up and grabbed the lantern next to me, trying to light it again with a match. It needed more oil. I put my knife in my pocket and crawled up the tunnel. A sudden burst of sunlight greeted me as I stood up and walked towards the mansion. It was time. I came in through the front doors and knocked on BEN's door. He yelled for me to come in and I opened the door. Jeff was playing video games with him.
"Whaddya want?" He said staring at me, a sucker in his mouth. I leaned against the doorframe.
"Surprisingly enough, I came to talk to Jeff."
"Whatever, I'm getting food." BEN walked out of the room. It was silent, nobody said anything. I tried my best to keep my cool. At least for now. Jeff spoke up first.
"This is a funny fucking joke." I stared at him.
"I wished it was, so I could laugh at it." Jeff frowned.
"Stop it." He said. My gaze turned towards the ceiling, plastered with posters of video game characters.
"Jeff, I don't want to do this anymore. And I hate myself for it."
"What?"he said confused.
"I can't fight you anymore. It's not in my heart anymore. I can't try to kill you if I'm not devoted to doing so. And god I resent it. I give up. I've finally realized I don't have to be a creepypasta if I give up on you." I chuckled. Jeff got up and walked over to me.
"Jane... I don't think that's a good idea."
"Why? I have no one left, not mom, not dad, not my friends. What's the point of even trying? All I ever have done is disappoint myself because of you. Yes because you win in the fights we have. But the reason for that is because I can't bring myself to kill you."
"You're fucking stupid."
"What?" I said, confused. He stared at the ground, angry.
"You're fucking stupid. You figured this out now? Even if you fucking like me, I'm not going to put up with this. Don't expect me to act like goddamn Prince Charming and come swooping in to save you because you're not a damsel in distress! This is far from a fairytale! And I like you too! But stop being so cliché and be yourself for once! You're always playing a character as if you're an actor!"
"Who are you to say act like yourself," I closed my eyes tightly. " when you were the one who tore everything about me to shreds? When you made me act cold. I used to be so happy, damn, I was fucking bubbly! And you say be yourself. You have no fucking right! You didn't know them! I'm sorry I can't just ignore it when I hear my parents scream in my dreams every night!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. "I hate you so much, I want to punch you so bad but then I can't. Do you understand what position you put me in?! It drives me crazy!" I sobbed. Jeff's eyes were lit with a wild fire, but not the one I was used to. This fire scared me, I was afraid to be burnt. He nervously laughed.
"You beat me to it, because I was going to say the exact same thing. Did you know I felt guilty as hell? I deserved to feel guilty, but it there was only so long I could take it. I shut off pretty well and I had no reason to feel guilty anymore. That's the perks of being a psychopath. But you are the one victim of my attacks who didn't give up. Then you made me feel really guilty, when you tried to kill me. But I was too selfish to just die, so I fought back. Every time I see you I get that feeling again. Before I knew it, my feelings changed into something even worse." He was very close now, I could hear his soft breaths. I stared at him , with hatred. "Do you want to know what they changed into?" He leaned in and kissed me. His lips were chapped. But that was disregarded to the thoughts racing in my head. He glared at me.
"I can't fucking stand you," I said before I kissed him back.
Jeff POV
I sat at the dining table, which was in a commotion. Tonight was a full moon, when we had a celebration of our existence. Everyone was excited to eat. The fancy feast was soon laid out on the table and everyone ate. Sally sat next to me, I watched her eyes widen in reaction to all the good food. She had been with us for just under a month and this was her first celebration. I stared at Jane, who was playing with her food. She caught my eyes and I looked away, listening to BEN and Sally's conversation. They were bickering about video games.
"My hello kitty game is better!"
"No! Zelda is the best!" He said louder than her.
"You two give me headaches." I grumbled. Sally looked back at me and frowned.
"Jeff is grumpy," she pouted. BEN rolled his eyes and continued their argument. Laughing Jack's giggles probably could be heard all the way down the table. Everyone was there, all the creepypastas, I usually kept to myself on these big gatherings. Most creepypastas would try to bug me about something and I'd rather not talk to anyone. I was a more popular and powerful creepypasta, making me up near Slenderman, the head of the mansion and all creepypastas, besides possibly Zalgo, who no one could trust. He was enemies with his own kind. I heard that if a creepypasta dies they go to live with him. Not such a pleasant place to be. After the meal was finished, everyone left the table and went to the ballroom. We all stood against the walls as a candle was lit in the center of the floor. Now it was time to choose. Slenderman walked in the middle of the room.
"Ok, quiet down everyone. We will start." Suddenly a paper flew down the ground. This paper would have a name on it, and whoever's name was on there got picked to perform the ceremony. He opened the paper and read it out loud, "Jane Arkensaw." I watched her slowly walk up to him. He directed her to the middle. She knelt down near the candle and pulled out her knife from her pocket. She made a cut on her palm, not even wincing, and let a drop of blood fall into the flames. She walked back as the flames grew and turned purple. A portal of some sort opened and many people came through, all looking like the same, generic, creepypasta. One looked a lot like Natalie. Later, after all the new creepypastas had been introduced to someone, we would have a dance. I sat at one of the tables as people danced. I watched Sally convince BEN into dancing with her. I heard someone sit in a chair next to me and looked over. A girl, she had bright red hair and green eyes. (Picture included is what she looks like) She seemed normal, then I saw one of her eyes turn static. I ignored her .
"So much for being social, right? Oh yeah, we're creepypastas, we're just supposed to kill people. Heh," she chuckled. I sighed and stared at her. She held my gaze. "The name's Glitched, if you were to care."
"Jeff. But you probably already knew that." She shrugged in indifference to me.
"Oh I guess I'm lucky that I got to talk to mister popular." She said sarcastically. This one's got an attitude, she should know that I could kill her easily.
"No, you're more lucky to the fact that I actually responded to you." Her gaze hardened.
"You disgust me. Now I thought that Jeff The Killer was cold blooded. But you're yellow-bellied." I took out my knife and put it right in front of her face.
"Don't test me. You will regret it." She kept her emotionless gaze.
"I have nothing to lose here, you think I'm scared when you point that knife at my face? Try again." She got up from her seat and dissapeared into the crowd. I shoved back my chair and left the room, I went into the elevator and up to the roof. Sighing, I sat on the ledge. I heard the elevator doors open and close.
"I saw you piss her off. I found it a little amusing. I've never seen you let anyone give you attitude. Then I thought, well you and me do that all the time. And you never kill me. And I don't know why. Any ideas?"
"How many times do you want me to goddamn say it?" I said to Jane, my voice sounding harsh.
"What?" I turned around to look at her.
"I'm in love with you! I've been in love with you ever since we met! Is that so hard to understand?!" Jane stared at the ground.
"It can never be like that, Jeff. We don't just 'fall in love.' We're not normal." Her voice was reduced to a whisper. I stared at her intensely.
"Why can't you accept it? Why can't you accept anything!" I yelled.
"Maybe because I see Mom and Dad every time I look at you. I see them dead all over again. You tore apart my life. You teared it to little pieces." I had a quick flashback of their deaths, how I killed them. Then I imagined Jane crying. All those times she was alone, she was crying, whether it showed or not. I hurt her. And I felt bad. It wasn't the same as killing someone, they couldn't react to their own death. Jane's eyes were dry, but in them, I could see all the hurt and sadness, the pain and suffering. She didn't need tears to explain how she felt. And I couldn't take it. I sank to the ground, gasping. For once in a long time, I felt tears fall down my face. I have not done this since seeing my new face in the hospital.
"I'm sorry." I gargled out. "Oh god I'm sorry." She didn't move, just stood there as I made little gasping noises. I looked up only to see her shaking slightly. She nervously laughed.
"I've never seen you cry. It's... weird." The awkwardness made me laugh.
She laughed a little with me as well. I got up from the ground.
"Way to change the mood." I said jokingly.
"Yea... look, I just want this to be easy. It's so hard, fighting you all the time, it's been almost four years." A teardrop came from her eye. I brushed it away as she stared at me, surprised. I leaned in to kiss her and Jane didn't pull away. And for once, I didn't feel as if I should've pulled away either.