Captured (Jeff the Killer)

"Shit."

~Jeff~

"I didn't know you were a fake

Every lie straight to my face.

So blind, I could not see.

Right behind my back you stabbed me."

I make it back to the mansion only to be met with a very pissed off Jane. "Where have you been?" she asks, shoving me. "I've been out on killing sprees." I say walking past her.

"Don't fucking lie to me Jeff." she hisses grabbing my arm and yanking back. I groan and glare at her. "Don't pull my arm right now. And, if you haven't noticed, I'm covered in fucking blood." I shout walking into the bathroom. I rip my sweater off and look at my stab wounds.

'She sure went ape shit. Maybe there's more of her than I think...' I think to myself, getting ready to grab the medical kit. After I clean up the first wounds, I feel a funny tingling sensation in my stomach. 'Why do I feel like I need to go to Charlie's?' I think to myself. I grab my sweater and put it back on, before heading into the living room. "Where is Jane at?" I ask Slender.

"She said that she was going for a walk. But, she took her knife with her. I suggest that you go and check on Charlie. Jeff-" before Slender could finish, I run out the door and through the woods, knife in hand, still bleeding from the wounds Charlie gave me. 'I need to get to her house. I don't need to. I have to.'

After five minutes of straight running full speed, I make it to her house. I climb up her house and to her window, and try opening it. "Fuck." I hiss, realizing that it's locked. I focus on looking through the window. I watch as her bedroom door opens, a feminine body figure standing in the florescent lighting. As the figure starts approaching the bed, I catch a glimpse of black hair. "Shit."

~Charlie~

I wake up in the middle of the night to the downstairs door creaking open. 'Jeff's here finally.' I think to myself, preparing to get up. That's when I hear a female giggle. 'Never mind. That's not Jeff...'

I start to feel every muscle in my body tense as I hear my bedroom door open. "Shit." I hear someone hiss. 'That sounds a lot like Jeff's voice...' I think to myself. "Jane! Leave her alone!" he shouts. 'His voice is muffled from the window... Maybe I should get up and unlock it?'

I feel breathing on my cheek, and my body stiffens even more, luckily, the girl named Jane hasn't noticed. "Fuck." Jeff shouts trying to pry the window open with his knife probably. I hear a sickening giggle, and feel my blankets be ripped off of me. As I feel the girl straddle me, I keep my breathing even like I'm still sleeping. When she doesn't suspect anything, she raises her arms up and starts whispering, "Shh. Don't go to sleep. You'll never wake up."

I feel her arms shoot down, I reach under my pillow the last second and grab my knife, blocking her blade. "Smart girl." she hisses trying to knock it out of my hand. I bite my lip, and head butt her on her forehead. She groans in pain and falls off me. I quickly get up, tripping over my blanket in the process, and start to run to the window.

Right before I can reach it, she grabs my foot. "Motherfucker." I hiss. That's when a sharp pain unleashes itself in my foot. 'Bitch cut my Achilles tendon.' I start whimpering, sliding to the window after kicking her in the face. I reach my hand up just in time, unlocking the window so Jeff can slide in. He knocks Jane off of my again and pins her to the ground. "Don't fucking touch her." he hisses in her ear, shoving his knife into her arm, allowing her to scream in pain. 

He grabs her by her hair and starts dragging her to the window. "Just so you know not to come back-" he starts, before stabbing her in the other arm, cutting it downward like he did to my arm the other day. She lets out another scream of pain, before Jeff pushes her out of my window, locking it shut quickly. 

Before I can speak, he runs out of the room, locks my back and front doors, and locks all of the other windows. He walks back into my room, breathing exceptionally heavy. "Jeff..." I whisper quietly, laying on the ground, not able to get up. "It's okay Charlie. I'm here now." he whispers, picking me up bridal style and carrying me to the bathroom.

After cleaning my wound and wrapping it up, I bite my lip and look up at Jeff. "Kiss it all better?" I whisper embarrassed. I hear a quiet chuckle emanate from Jeff, but then, I feel his lips pressing against the smooth white bandage. That's when I see his arm bleeding still in three different spots. I gasp and start taking off his sweater. I hear him chuckle again and take it off the rest of the way.

Ignoring his chest and abs, I focus on his arms. "Why didn't you tell me I stabbed you three times in the arm?" I ask, rather pissed. "Because I enjoyed it, and I know you did to." is all he says staring at the bleeding limb. I sigh and grab some cleaning wipes. "This may sting a little." I mumble, while dabbing the wipes against the wounds. He hisses in pain when I finish cleaning it. I grab the gauze and start wrapping his entire arm up. Once that's done and tight, I check the incision I made on his side.

I sigh again and dab it with wipes before finishing. "Didn't want those getting infected did we?" I question with a smile, getting off the counter forgetting about my tendon. I squeal quietly before falling, landing in Jeff's chest in the process. I blush and attempt to stand up again, when I fall once again.

I huff in annoyance, while Jeff picks me up. "Thank you." I mutter annoyed while he tucks me into bed." "No problem. I'm staying here with you for the next few days since Jane may come back and try to kill you when I'm not around." is all he states climbing into bed with me. "What ever." I grumble, too tired for confrontation. "Good night Charlie." "Night Jeff." we both say before going to bed, uneasy that night.

~Jane~

I sit up in the tree watching the scene before me with Jeff and this little bitch named Charlie. "Alright Jeffy. Want to fall in love with some slut and lose me. Okay, do that. Just know that I'm going to come after you, and your precious little Charlie." I hiss, before jumping out of the tree and running to the mansion, packing my bags with out alerting Slender and the rest of the pasta's.