College Years)) Jeff the killer x Female Reader||| BOOK 2 |||

5)) Shit.

You and the group decide to make your way outside. Ben said you'd be cornered inside, which was true. You and your group slink around corners, hiding in classrooms, and then sneaking out of them, only to hide in another classroom as you try to make it to the exit doors.
Screams were heard all through the halls, and the scare crew were everywhere, chasing, hiding and scaring, some of them were even getting physical. It was terrifying.

"Y/n, cmon!"
"—oh, sorry." You say, ripped from your gaze on a particularly scary clown that had just chased a girl into a classroom.

You continue to follow your group, till two clowns, one holding a chainsaw, and another holding a knife, noticed you and your group. The entire group started to scream as the clowns began running towards you all.
You and your group take a sharp turn into a corridor, Ben leading. Everyone was screaming and running, and the two clowns wouldn't stop chasing you guys.

You hear one of them let out a murderous laugh behind you. You tried to remember this was all just staged, but it was harder and harder to remind yourself that every second— "Oof!"
You trip over a skeleton head decoration, falling to the ground with a thud.

The others continued running, not noticing that you had fallen.
You quickly scramble to your feet, and look behind you at the two clowns. One of them had continued to chase after your group, while the other— the one with the knife, had stayed.

The clown crept closer to you, each step closer made you flinch. You step backwards, staring dead-eyed at the clown.
Regaining your thoughts, you turn around and begin running again, though you could hear the stomping of footsteps behind you.

You stumble into a classroom, and quickly shut the door behind you, your fingers scrambling to lock it.
The clown let out a horrific laugh from the other side of the door.

"Y/n! Thank goodness, I got separated from the group, seems like you did too."
You flinch, looking behind you to see Sammy. Relief washed over you.

The clown had gone dead silent.
You wondered if he had given up.
You let out a shaky breath. BANG! One bang on the door— BANG! A second band, and you push your body against the door, BANG..
The door swings open, knocking you to the ground.
The two of you scream your heads off and you crawl backwards away from the clown.
The clown steps towards you, giving no acknowledgement towards Sammy— no, this clown's target was you.

"Y/n! Get the fuck up!" Sammy screams.
You try to get up, but you must've twisted your ankle when you fell. It hurt to walk on.
The clown stepped towards you, and then crouched down to meet your level.
You look up at the clown, eyes wide and glossy.
The clown looks at you, then at your friend and then back at you.

The clown lifts the knife to your chin slowly, lifting your chin with the tip of the blade pressed ever so slightly.
You were too shocked to move an inch.

"What the fuck... okay dude, you're taking this way too far—" Sammy was cut off by the clown throwing the knife directly at her.
It barely misses.
Sammy begins to scream again.
"I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE—"

You stared in shock.
Sammy ran out of the room, leaving you by yourself with this weird clown. The clown simply let her leave as well.

"What a friend you have." The clown spoke, his
voice muffled by the mask and unrecognizable.

"This isn't funny—" you're immediately silenced when the clown places his hand against your lips. He uses his other hand to slowly lift the scary clown mask off of his face. Your eyes widen at what you see.

"Cute costume." Jeff says. Smiling down at you.
"J—Jeff?!"
"I haven't gotten to scare you like that in awhile," he spoke, "it's refreshing."
"Did you kill Luke?"
"Who the hell is Luke?"
"Don't act dumb Jeff, the guy I was talking to at the bonfire party."
"That was over a month ago. How am I supposed to remember who I've killed in the past month?" His lips turn up into a smirk, and his eyes flicker down at you.

Jeff grabs you by the waist, lifting you up onto the teachers desk. He takes ahold of your chin, grasping it firmly with his hand. You look up to him with a glare

"Did you kill him or not?" You ask, glancing down at his hand traveling up your leg.
A long silence came before he responded, "Yeah, I did." He spoke softly.
"Why—"
"And I enjoyed it so much too. I haven't killed anyone for you an awhile."
"...For me?"
"Yeah, you."
His hand that held your chin, now moved over to your cheek, as he rubbed it with his thumb gently, "for you." He repeats slowly.

For a moment—just a moment, the two of you were lost in each other's eyes, his icy blue eyes held your e/c ones captive.
Your relationship with Jeff always held a prey vs predator kind of feel, and you never could tell if you hated it or liked it.
Looking at Jeff now, you couldn't tell if he wanted to kiss you— or kill you.

"Jeff, I—I need to go." you push him away with gentleness, and hop off of the desk. Your foot still hurt, but you tried to manage as you hobbled to the door.
You pause in your steps and stare back at him once more, and you notice his eyes never leave you.
"Are you going to stay here at the college?"

Your question surprised him, and he scratched his head.
"Do you want me to?"

You wanted to say yes, but you were still mad at him, and truth be told, having Jeff here would only create more problems for you, and could put all of the students here in danger.
"You're dangerous, and—and unpredictable. If you stay, you could hurt people I care about." You looked down at the ground, a long silence coming after you spoke.

"Fine." He finally spoke. His reply was dull, and short.

You exhale, and turn away from him, walking slowly to the door. You open it and take your leave, only for a hand to catch your arm as you walk away.
"I still fucking love you." He said, his voice sounding a little shaky, and less controlled.
You turn to look at him.

"How can you say that after leaving me?"
"I didn't leave you, I let you go. And that was the worst mistake of my life—"
"Fuck off." You say, yanking your hand away from him.
You didn't believe a word he had just said.

"You know what, I changed my mind, I think I'll stay for a little while." You pause again and glare at him, and he only smirked back. "Yeah, I like this little college here. Did you say you were going into nursing? Well, that'll come in handy."

"Jeff don't you fucking dare hurt anyone else-"
"Or what? Hm? I'm not scared of you, little girl."

With that you ran out of the room, running past multiple scare crew without paying any mind to them.
"What's wrong N/n?! Come back!" You heard Jeff call out, a psychotic laugh coming straight after. "Oh I'm gonna love messing with you again baby!"