Just friends (Jeff the Killer fanfic)

chapter 1:

Running. I can remember running into the darkness. Someone, no, something was behind me, holding a shimmering grey knife. I run more and more but I can't get away from this creature. Ahead was a dead end. I was trapped in my death bed...

I woke up, panting, sweat covering my forehead. That was the 3rd time this week I had this nightmare. I looked around the bedroom. The small window was wide.open. how did that happen? It wasn't open earlier. I got up to get some ways when a voice stopped me in my tracks.

"Your finally up, huh?"

I spin round. Lurking in the shadows was the person in my dreams. I let out a whimper.

"Hey don't be afraid. What, you think I'm gonna kill you?" He said with a grin. He pulled out a knife with a long bald out of his blood splattered hoodie. He moved forward and I caught a glimpse at his face. A smile was carved in the was from ear to ear. His eyes were cold and unblinking. He moved towards me. I ran away from him, but he grabbed me by my shirt and pinned me.to the wall.

"You can't run from me." He snarled. I felt the cold blade resting on my neck. This is it. My death. I'm going to be killed. I couldn't help it. Tears formed in my eyes. I was too young to die.

"Any last words?" I had many questions to ask this man, but I knew I didn't have time to ask them all as I was about to die.

"Who are you?" I managed to say. I couldn't stop my legs from shaking. He grinned at me and I saw his teeth were a dazzling white.

"Well, there's not much to know about me. My name's Jeff and I kill people for a living." My body shook uncontrollably. I heard about Jeff the Killer before, but I always thought it was just a stupid story. I was frightened then ever to know that the Jeff the Killer was right in front of me, holding a knife to my neck.

"Do your job then. Do what you came here to do. Kill me." I tried to sound confident but it sounded stupid. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Jeff looked deep in thought. I gulped. He took the knife away from my neck and placed it back into the hoodie.

"There's something different about you." He said. "Something different and I don't know what it is. But let.me tell you, I kill whoever I want whenever I want, and I don't go out and kill people nilly-willy." He climbed to the window ledge and jamp on it. He was about to drop down but he turned to me.

"I'll stab you later, Alex."

And he was gone.