Just friends (Jeff the Killer fanfic)

Chapter 3:

Jeff walked into the house, looking at everything with his staring eyes. His eyes lay on the large brown leather couch in the middle of the room, which he jamp on.

"Do you mind?" I asked. "That couch didn't come cheap."

"I know. I just love the feel of leather." Seriously. This guy needs a reality check. He sprawled out, so I had to sit on the arm. He moved his legs so I can sit down properly.

"Can you pass me the TV remote?" He asked. This guy was so demanding. I passed him the remote. He turned on the large Plasma TV and started to flick through the channels.

"Make yourself at home why don't ya?" There was sarcasm in my voice. He looked at me and just grinned.

We sat there watching Countdown (the most boring show ever), and Jeff decided to play along, which was highly annoying. I got up to go to the kitchen. I boiled the kettle and put a tea bag into two cups. I came back through with the tea and handed a cup to Jeff.

"Tea. Terrible substance, tea. Just leafy water." He said as he put his cup on the coffee table. I shook my head at him. God, he was annoying.

"So do you live with anyone?" Jeff said after a while. He sat up properly on the couch.

"I live with my dad, but he's on a fishing trip. He always leave me home alone."

"That's a shame. Do you not like fishing."

"Ha! Fishing is so BORING! You just stand there and do nothing."

Jeff sat there, nodding. His jet black hair fell into his eyes, but he didn't seem to care.

It was 6:30pm, and Jeff was still here. I was super hungry but I didn't trust Jeff alone in my living room.

"I think it's time you left, Jeff." I said. He looked at me quizzically.

"Leaving? But I'm staying the night." I groaned. The whole world had to revolve around him. He looked at me with a pouty face.

"Fine! But don't do anything stupid. You hear me?"

"I hear you." He said. Great. A cereal killer is staying over. How fun!

I went to put a pizza in the oven. Jeff stood in the doorway, looking at me with those unblinking eyes. I felt uncomfortable under his gaze.

"Can you please stop staring at me?" I asked. He shook his head.

" I can't. I burned off my eyelids." He smiled. I shook my head.

"That was stupid."

"I know."

I took the pizza out, cut it and took it through to the living room. I sat down, and Jeff sat beside me. I offered him a slice, and he took the biggest slice there was. I sighed. It looked like he had never seen food before.

"Where do you live?" I asked.

"Slender's mansion." He replied with his mouth full. I thought Slender Man didn't exist. I thought he was just part of a stupid horror game. I thought wrong.

"You mean that big mansion from the horror game?"

"Yes, but much bigger." He said. He stole another slice of pizza from my plate. "Slendy's awesome. He took us in for free."

"Us?" I asked.

"Me and my sister Sally. I might've killed my parents." I shook my head at him. How could anyone kill their own parents? "Slender found us on the streets and gave us a home, though the room mates ain't that great." He laughed. I didn't know what to think about him anymore. He was weird, yet normal at the same time. We sat in silence.

Jeff pestered me to put on a movie, so I did. I wanted to watch Annabelle, but Jeff protested that we watched The Lion King.

"Why, out of all movies, do you want the watch The Lion King?" I asked.

"Because no movie is as good as The Lion King." He said. "And I haven't seen it in ages. Sally always watches it in her bedroom." I sighed. I put the disc into its slot and watched the movie.

Halfway through, Jeff put his head on my shoulder.

"What are you doing, Jeff?"

"Human pillows are the best pillows" he said with a smile. My arm hurt, so I put it round his small back. He was thin, and very small. His black hair brushed against my cheek. I felt something. Something strange....