Just friends (Jeff the Killer fanfic)

Chapter 6:

I worked my shift. It was as boring as usual. Just stacking shelves and managing the till. Not a lot of people came in, just a couple chavs and some elderly folk. I was relieved when the clock hit 12. I ran out the shop and started to jog up the hill. Chris was coming round later. He wanted to play video games with me.

I got to the front door, turned the key in the lock and went in. Dad was on the couch, eating a PB&J sandwich. He spun round to face me, gave me an unwelcoming grunt and turned again to face the TV. My god, he had gotten so far since I last seen him. I just shrugged and went upstairs to my room. I decided to take a hot shower and change out of my work uniform. I ate one packet of crisps as I sat and did some homework.

After a while there was a gentle knock on my door.

"What do you want?" I shouted. Chris entered with a big grin on his face and shopping bags filled with food. "Was it really necessary to take food with you?"

"Lighten up a bit! You know I always take food everywhere I go." I sighed. I have such stupid friends. I put my homework back in my rucksack.

Chris decided we played Slender Man on the PC, and it got me thinking about Jeff, about the kiss. I'd never been in a relationship before, and that was my first kiss (don't hate me, I just don't understand them). I wanted to spill everything to Chris, but I knew he wouldn't understand. I didn't even understand myself.

2 hours later, my floor was covered in crumbs, my PC was glitching and Chris was shouting at the TV screen. He completed the game and decided to watch Supernatural. We ate all the food he brought with him and we also ate what was left in the fridge. Dad still didn't go to the shops to buy stuff. We sat there, quoting the things Sam and Dean said. I shipped destiel, but Chris shipped nobody. I didn't care. I could ship who I liked.

As the night progressed, Chris fell asleep on my bed. I didn't care, I was having an all nighter. I heard a tap at me window. I looked over, and Jeff grinned at me. He wanted in. I shook my head sternly and pointed at Chris, who was snoring softly. He put on a pouty face, and made a begging motion with his hands. I opened my window slightly.

"What do u want,Jeff?" I asked sternly. He grinned at me.

"I want in." He said. No Shit Sherlock, I thought to myself. I sighed, and opened the window properly to let him in.

"You better be very quiet." i whispered. he nodded, and headed towards the door. "What are you doing?" I said.

He replied with one word. "Food." he said. he opened the door, but I closed it. Chris stirred slightly, be he stayed asleep.

"We have no food, my dads downstairs, and I'm tired. please just leave me alone tonight." he looked slightly hurt. I sighed again. The moonlight can threw the windows, creating a gloomy atmosphere. Jeff pulled a book of my bookcase and silently read it, sitting on the windowsill. I didn't care. I climbed up and joined him. I noticed he smiled slightly. The faint moonlight hit one side of his face, making his skin as white as snow. He looked so cute. I blushed at the thought.

It was 12:30 when I heard my dad's footsteps coming up the stairs. Jeff looked at me, his eyes wide. I motioned towards the wardrobe, and he climbed in, closing the door behind him. Dad poked his head through the door, looked from Chris to me, and left. I sighed with relief. Jeff climbed out the wardrobe. I opened the window and motioned for him to leave. He nodded and kissed me lightly on the cheek before climbing out the window. I blushed. He was such a tease. I took the throw from the bottom of my bed and curled up on the red sofa in the corner. What a bizarre night it was. I waited and waited till I was overcome by sleep.