Bloody Painter - A Journey For Friendship

Part 5

Reader's Pov -

I swear it feels like someones watching me. I just can't tell where they are. Did they see me kill Henry? Are they gonna call the police? Am I gonna get arrested and go to prison?

Suddenly my eyes shoot open as I look around and start to panic, thinking of all the possibilities.

'Shit.. no.. I don't wanna go to prison!' I stand up quickly and stumble over my own two feet for a moment.

Then I suddenly take off running deeper into the woods, though I heard movements in the trees.

I didn't dare look back, I didn't wanna be that one idiot that trips and falls on their ass because they trip over a god damn twig or somethin'. I know I'm dumb, but I'm not retarded.

As I continue running and jumping over the logs and fallen trees blocking the way, I end up running into a man with skin as white as paper. He had a white hoodie with dried blood on it, his eyelids were burnt off.

But the thing that scared me the most was... That terrifying cut smile into his cheeks. He looked absolutely insane. He suddenly smiled psychotically.

"Well, well, well; looks like someone was dumb enough to wander into the forest. So what the hell do you think you're doing in these woods?" The guy asked in a raspy voice.

"U-umm... I-i was just... Just u-uhh.... W-walking?" I said the last part as if it were a question, not wanting to tell the truth about me murdering Henry.

Though, I'm pretty sure this guy wouldn't have cared, he looked fuckin' insane. It wouldn't surprise me if he murdered people too.

He laughed a bit before saying, "Well, I'll give you a head start."

"A head start? For what-" I was interrupted by a knife flying past my face, missing by a few centimeters.

"Oh shit..." I muttered to myself as I completely froze, unsure if I should run or not.

"3.. 2..-" The guy was interrupted by me suddenly tackling him to the ground, as soon as he hits the ground he groans. "Ow..." He says.

I grab his knife before he could get me off of him and threw his knife somewhere random, far enough away so he wouldn't be able to get it though.

"What the hell?! Hey! That's my favorite knife!!" He yelled, then looked up at me, who was now holding my knife up, about to stab him.

"Woah woah! I didn't know ya could fight! Get off!!" He yelled as he threw me off of him. I landed on the ground with a loud thud.

"Ow fuck.." I sit up on the ground, rubbing the back of my head.

"Okay, I'm getting bored, I think it's time for you to 'go to sleep'!" The guy yelled as he threw his knife straight at me, though, it only hit me in the shoulder.

I scream out in pain when it goes directly into my shoulder, "Damnit!" I put my hand up to my mouth and bite down on it, then rip the knife out of my shoulder, suppressing the painful screams.

Though, I accidentally made my hand bleed because I bit down so hard. Once I ripped the knife out of my should I threw it to the ground and stood up, panting a bit. "F-fuck you, dude!" I yell at the guy, while grabbing my knife out of my pocket.

This seemed to surprise him, he didn't expect me to get up and still fight back. And he didn't know that I had a weapon in my pocket. "Wha? Why are you still fighting back?! You'll be dead soon!" He yells at me as he grabs another knife from his pocket.

'Holy shit- how many knives does this guy carry around?!' I grip the handle of my knife and pull it out of my pocket, ready for a fight.

The guy lunged at me and tackled me to the ground, but I stab him in the shoulder, making him yell a few curses.

"You bitch!" He yelled as he held his knife up ready to stab me. But, I spit in his face, causing him to wipe it off his face, "Eugh.. nasty.." He muttered, now distracted.

So I took my chance and kneed him where the sun doesn't shine. He groaned and fell off of me so I scrambled up, still gripping my knife.

While he was down I kicked him in the stomach and yelled, "Who the hell are you?! And why'd you randomly attack me?!"

He was almost crying, but he managed to choke out, "My name is Jeff, Jeff The Killer, just stop kickin' me around! I won't kill you!"

"Damn right you won't kill me." I say while stepping on his side a bit. "Get your foot off of me! I won't hurt you!" Jeff yelled, still coughing a bit from the harsh kick to the stomach.

"Fine.." I remove my foot from his side and allow him to get up. I didn't bother offering a hand to help him up, he'd literally just tried to kill me.

"So, what's your name?" Jeff asked.

"Why should I tell you?" I asked, with a hint of annoyance in my voice.

"Well, since you fight back, and I can't seem to kill you, I might as well try to get to know ya.." Jeff said.

"Fair point, well, my name is Y/n." I said, I sighed after, thinking of what to do next.

Things got quiet for awhile until he finally broke the uncomfortable silence.

"So, do you kill people?" Jeff asked.

A/N - Cliffhanger, there may be a few spelling mistakes, I didn't read it over after I wrote this chapter, but I'll probably fix the mistakes later. Hope ya enjoyed this chapter! Have a great day/night, my fellow readers! Buh-byeeeee! - Adrian -