part 3

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You arrived home really late. You were still questioning if the gas station thing really happened. "This shit can't be real. " you thought.

You were too tired to think hard about it so you just slumped upstairs and got ready for bed.

After showering and putting on some comfy pajamas you finally curled up and tried to fall asleep. It was the first time you'd slept in your own bed in weeks.

You couldn't sleep well though. Your room had a bad energy to it after what had happened. You stayed up on your phone watching Netflix until your eyes hurt.

"This shit sucks." Was all you could think. At last, you fell asleep around 2 in the morning.

Morning

You woke up with a sharp pain around your neck and a headache. Everything felt fuzzy, last night felt like it happened months ago. Or as if it never happened at all.

You convinced yourself it was a bad dream, all of it, and went to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, you looked at yourself in the mirror. There were bruises around your neck and a rotten taste in your mouth.

You might've not imagined it after all...

Fear flushed over you. Damn broh Jeff the Killer is real!!!!

Tracing your fingers along your neck you winced in pain. Did he do this? You couldn't remember.

"Y/n! Breakfast!! " Your mom yelled. "Kay!! "

Quickly, you covered up the bruises with concealer and went down stairs. You were almost shaking in guilt from what happened and could cry right there. You don't know what came over you last night.

But trying your best, you covered it up to not worry your mom. The last thing you needed was her to worry more about you more than she already does.

"Hi y/n! Are you feeling okay? You look pale. "

"Yeah, just a little tired, being back home nd all. "

"Oh, well eat some breakfast to fuel up for the day. Okay? " Your mom smiled.

You loved your parents and would be devastated if anything happened to them. You hoped Jeff wouldn't come back and if he did, you have a shotgun ready to pop a bullet in that mothertrucker.

Still though, why did you still think he was... Slightly attractive.

After breakfast you went back to your room and decided to chill for the day. And maybe for the next couple of weeks too.

4 weeks later

After everything you would get nightmares and wake up screaming. You were healed physically but not mentally, so for the next couple of weeks you went to therapy and were given medication to help with anxiety. You couldn't help but feel you were being watched, but buried that feeling deep down.

Despite the "being watched" feeling, you had almost forgotten about Jeff. surrounding yourself in school and going to therapy really took your mind off of things. You took online school and took time off work for safety reasons, and were mostly at home. Your friends would come and visit sometimes too.

Until this completely average morning.

You were about to get dressed for the day, the day you planned to go back to work too, when your phone rang.

Ring ring

It was an unknown number. Probably spam.

"Hello..? "

*heavy breathing*

"Who is this? "

*heavier breaths* "nngh~"

"Don't call again. "

You hung up

It sounded like someone breathing in to the phone. You didn't know who it was and started to get scared.

"Wait what if... No it couldn't be... "

Your phone rang again

Ring ring

"Who is this?"

*heavy breathing*

"Listen, I don't know who this is but if you keep calling I will block you. "

"Y/n~ you're mine. "

*Phone hangs up*

End of chapter 3

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