*Inspired by the song The Legacy by Black Veil Brides!*
Jeff's P.O.V
'So what are you going to do?' Slender asked me, interrupting my thoughts.
'Your mom' I smirked, putting a damp cloth on my forehead to sooth my boiling forehead.
'Very funny' Slender said unamused before taking a seat on the stool in front of me. 'Look Jeffery we need to talk'
'Not really in mood right now Slenderp another time if possible'
'No Jeff this is important'
'Good god what is it?' I snapped impatiently.
'I need you to realise that Winter isn't mentally stable'
'What do you mean she's fine'
Slender fiddled with his thumbs and sighed.
'No Jeff, she has severe depression, anxiety and a mild form of schizophrenia'
I glared at him and threw the cloth on ground.
'And you found this out how?'
'I can read her mind, it's all a big mess' he stood up and pat my shoulder, 'you need to start listening to her'
'I do fucking listen to her don't tell me how to raise my own daughter'
'I'm only trying to hel-'
'It's always help isn't it? Help help help I never help myself do I? No Jeff isn't able to help himself because he's the fucked up kid who got burnt alive, he doesn't know what being sane is!' I screamed.
Everything went silent as Slender looked down and left the room.
'You haven't made the best choices in life Jeffery' he said at the door way, 'But you need to make sure Winter does'
I yelled with rage and kicked the coffee table, I couldn't handle it anymore.
I want my parents, I want my brother, I want my old face, I want my old life back.
I sighed, I can't get that back.
Something clicked in me at that moment, I knew I had to leave everything, be my old self again.
Grabbing my old knife from under the couch, I smirked before opening the window and jumping out.
Jeff the killer is back and he's not leaving.
Winter's P.O.V
'Winter!' A voice screamed from downstairs.
I jumped off the seat in my room as ran down the stairs.
'What's going on?' I asked as I saw Slender looking at me with worry.
'Jeff's gone, he's a killer again'
YOU ARE READING
Broken Rose
HorrorIt hurts when the past catches up with you. You feel so vulnerable, so small. Even five years after the defeat of Jane, Winter questions her life and existence, wanting answers to her questions that she's had since age thirteen. But what will happen...
