You excite me (Jeff x male reader)

Anything

I wash my hands once again and head back to class.

Once I got home I sat on the couch with a huff, I played with my necklace and held it in my hand. What would I say to him? What could I say? I breathe in to say something, anything.

"Hello?"

There was silents for a few moments before the heart buzzed.

"Hey..."

I clicked it off, I was scared of his voice. Scared of this feeling I got in my brain and chest when he spoke. I was scared but he went through a lot to...talk? To me-

I felt the feeling again of being watched, If I say something through the heart... Would I hear it back?

"Where are you?"

I heard my own voice play back I turn around looking as quick as I can around the room. It was in my own room. When I open the door and see him what would I say. Opening the door I saw him sitting in the window with a smile on his face. He stood up walking to me holding nothing but a knife shoving me to the wall.

He was wearing the necklace, he was close enough for then to lock together when they did it played a cute little melody that could only be played by the both of them it was a duet. As I listened he put the knife up to my throat gentle sliding it on my neck, it wasn't cutting.

"I want to kill you...so bad..."

I felt shivers down my neck as he breathed into my ear. I pushed him off me not much movement happened with him. The melody was still playing.

"W-who are you!? Get off me!"

He stayed quiet putting his arm above my head his forehead almost on my own. He left a cut above my cheek and licked the blood off my face as it bleed out. I continued to push but not much was happening to him. He held my chin making me look up to him. He had cuts on his smile and his eyes were wide and deranged looking. His pupils were small shakeing examine every detail of my face.

I shook my head biting hand hand where he was holding me and running off out of the room through the open door. There were no self defense weapons in my house other then kitchen knifes I grabbed one waiting for him to follow me. He never did. He once again left through the window.

Stupid bastard...

I disinfect the cut on my cheek as I did the heart buzzed.

"You tasted so...very good~"

I look at myself in the mirror my hands shaking the event finally caught up to me. I felt my tears welt up and go down my face burning my cut. Why me? I feel so gross his breath was so warm. I want out.

I flip open my phone it was cracked. It must've cracked when I was slammed to the wall. It was still working but it was harder to see.

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Are u busy

Yeah, why?

Nevermind

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I continued to cry biting my lip I was shaking. I didn't feel safe I was alone with some insane killed that likes to lick faces.
I felt my face burn.

After a few minutes I made dinner I wasn't going to make him food tonight. I don't want another reason for him to keep coming back. I felt bad, but fuck him man the cuts gonna leave a scar.

I went to bed after eating cereal.

Walking after to the kitchen I saw a note on the microwave, I wasn't bloody, or ripped.

I̶ ̶e̶n̶j̶o̶y̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶c̶o̶o̶k̶i̶n̶g̶

I felt my face heat up, the notes were cute the situation wasn't. He's so... stupid, I hate him.
I once again got ready for school but when I turned the knob on the door it wouldn't open I tried harder unlocking and locking nothing would make it open.

I biting my lip rattling the door harder, even when it was unlocked it wouldn't budge.

My hands shake as I look around grabbing hold of my necklace.

"D-did you do this!?"

I click to but as I did I hear a knock at the door. It still wouldn't open. They were aware of this, they began to slide the pictures under the door. They weren't blurry this time. The pictures of we're zander and me playing around and one when we were holding hands. With this one his face was x'ed out.

I bite my underlip looking around for anything to pry the door open. We didn't own a crowbar, I should invest in a bat.
The door knocked once again this time it opened by itself. I felt my heart racing pit of my chest. I backed away the most a possibly could. If I jumped out the window I would most likely die...or get hurt

There he was again white hoodie with his bloody face. His hair was tangled and looked slightly wet. He was holding the necklace as was I.

"You're voice is so sweet~"

he closed the door and began to walk towards me, every moment felt like agony.

"What the hell did I do? W-who the hell are you jack ass-"

"Shh..."

He was close to my face I felt myself tearing up. My eyes burned as I blinked and he wipe the tears away. He wrapped his arms around my neck playing with my hair with a smile. I was shaking. He licked his thumb tasting my tears, I push him away but he hugs me and holds me into a lock.

It wasn't took tight but I could move an inch.

"I'm hungry...you should cook me something..."

I grab onto his jacket as he releases me from his grip.

"Are you gonna h-hurt me..?"

He stares at me for only a moment then snaps his head quickly to the kitchen counter, there he set his knife.

"No knife..."

I nod rubbing my hands together as he set on the bar stool the apparent had for the counter.

"What do you want?"

He stared at me for a minute he didn't look like he was thinking.

"Anything."