Killers in Love- Jeff the Killer x oc fanfic

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world

Janice sat in my room playing video games. It has been 13 years. I was immortal. I was still in high school. I kept failing my classes. The principal threatened to kick me out because I won't age and I'm freaking out everyone in class. She encouraged me to get my ged but I dont wanna. I sat in my room playing dead by daylight on my switch. Jen walked in. We were roommates. She was also immortal. She worked at a local comic book store. They never questioned why she looks 16 and why she never aged. She watched me win in undertale.

"Are you winning, son?"

"How's work? Did you make enough cash to pay the rent this month?"

"Why don't you get a job too and help out?"

"Can't. Don't got a highschool diploma."

"Go get your GED."

"Nah, don't wanna."

Jen grabbed my switch out of my hands and threw it to the ground. "Go get a job!"

I shrugged and grabbed my PSP and started playing god of war. Jen sighed and left the room. I sat in my basement for three months, never leaving. I'm immortal so I can't starve. Soon our landlord kicked us out. Jen was pissed.

She sat at a table in waffle house and placed her head in her hands. "Janice' I don't know what we're gonna do."

"Well I know what IM gonna do. Order some hashbrowns."

"Janice I'm serious. I don't make enough money to cover the price of apartments around here, everything has gone up. We may be living out of our car until we can find a place cheap enough." Jen was staring at the menu but wasn't reading the words.

"Waitress! Hey! We're ready to order!"

"We're going into a recession, Janice. We can't keep spending money on frivolous things, your funko pops have gotten out of hand. What are we supposed to do? We already rented a storage unit, it's filled with fucking garbage. Little mold cast pieces of plastic that will never fucking degrade."

"Yeah, double order of hasbrowns, and I guess a couple eggs. Yeah, over easy is fine."

"I mean you could sell some of them, you know? Do SOMEthing to help out, but you refuse. You sit on your ass and ignore all the issues until they come back and bite you. Janice, have you seen the price of gas? Have you left your basement enough to even notice? We're never gonna die, Janice. We have endless opportunities and untapped potential, why do we waste our time playing video games and watching anime? What's the fucking point? I never asked to be immortal. You made me this way. The least you could do is help me fucking make the most of it."

I finally looked up at my girlfriend. Then I gestured to the poor waitress who had

to listen to her tirade. "You gonna order? She's got like three other tables to hit."

Jen looked like she was going to kill someone. "Did you listen to a word I said?"

"What?"

"Oh my fucking god. I can't believe I'm stuck with your ass. We need to figure things out."

The waitress came back with a plate full of food. I devoured it all while Jen looked at me with disgust and anger.

Through gritted teeth, she said, "We somehow found a way to be immortal and yet you would rather just sit there and do nothing. You know what?" She stood up, "Bye Janice. I'm done."

"You're done? But you didn't order anything."

Jen glared at me one last time before leaving the waffle house. I finally realized that she was leaving me. I dropped my forks and chased after her. The owner of the waffle house yelled at us to pay our bill but I ignored him. I was able to catch up to Jen who was getting into the car. I grabbed her hand,

"Wait!" I yelled, "Wait, don't leave. I'm... sorry. Really. For real. Please don't leave."

I took a deep breath, Jen didn't seem amused. "I didn't realize how you felt about being immortal. I saw it as one big party, while you think of it as a curse. I don't want you to be miserable for the rest of your life. I want to be there for you. I'm sorry."

Jen scowled at me, glaring hard, before softening her gaze and letting go of the door. "If I forgive you, will you actually start pulling your weight?"

"Yes, 100 percent."

She studied my face, checking to see if I was being honest. "You sure?"

I nodded. "Yes. I'll go get my GED. It's been 13 years, I don't remember everything-"

"How the fuck do you not remember? You've been in school this entire time!"

"I don't pay attention in class. I've been too busy writing this fanfiction. I think it'll be my magnum opus-"

"Oh my fucking god, Janice!"

"But I'll study hard and get that GED! I'm serious! Then I'll help out."

Jen didn't look ready to fully move past this, but she at least turned to face me and gave me a hug. She was stuck with me.

Before she let go, she sighed. "Sell some of your funko pops."

Now it was my turn to rear back in disgust. "WHAT?"

"They're a waste of space, and I'm tired of paying for the storage. I hate them. Hideous little fuckers, sell them all."

At first I wanted to react violently, but I stopped before I spoke. I needed to meet Jen halfway, and maybe this was the first step toward that.

"I'll sell half of them."

"You will sell ALL of them, Janice."

I muttered something under my breath, but eventually nodded.