Just friends (Jeff the Killer fanfic)

Chapter 7:

I woke up at the crack of dawn. The birds were chirping and many were still unawakened. Chris was still fast asleep. I crept out of my warm "bed" and tiptoed across the landing to my dads room. He wasn't in there. I went downstairs. He wasn't there either. He was probably out shopping. instead of my father sitting on the couch, it was the one and only, Jeff. I swear I need to install burglar alarms if he keeps on sneaking in. He turned around, and he smiled at me. I smiled akwardly and sat down next to him.

"Your finally up, huh?" He said with a smile. I nodded.

"Where's my dad?" I asked.

"He went to the supermarket." he said. I knew he would be there. I turned on the TV. nothing interesting was on so we just watched old re runs of Doctor who. Jeff lay on the couch, and his head was on my lap. I sighed. "You sigh a lot." Jeff pointed out.

"I know. I can't help it." I replied. he nodded, and I couldn't help but smile. He wrapped his armed round my neck, and pulled me closer. The next thing I knew, my lips were on his. He pulled me in closer. I felt heat go through my body. We paused for a second before continuing again. He started to kiss down my neck, and back up to my lips. I loved him. I really did. I didn't know if he loved me, but I loved him. I broke the kiss and hugged him tightly. He was mine. No one else's. Mine.

Suddenly, I heard a tired voice behind me.

"Hey, Alex what time is it?" Chris came into the room, rubbing sleep out his eyes. He looked up to me and Jeff. Jeff's face looked full of panic. Chris looked confused. "Am I still dreaming?" Chris asked.

"No Chris. Your not dreaming." I said. Chris's face grew pale. He looked over at Jeff, then back at me. Jeff. Me. There was fear in his eyes.

"I should go." Jeff said. And with that he ran out the door. Chris looked at me, his eyes wide.

"Who was that? What the hell was going on?" He found out my secret. He was a blabber mouth. If I told him the whole of college would find out.

I told Chris to go home. He did reluctantly. Once I waved him goodbye I slammed the door shut and I sighed in relief. I didn't tell him about Jeff. I only told him the basics. Many of the questions he asked I never answered. He didn't need to know everything. I wanted Jeff back. I needed him right now. Where was he when I needed him?

He entered the house, but I never heard me. He put his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry." I said. I felt tears prickling, but I fought them back.

"It's ok. What did you say to him?"

"I told him nothing. He would go around and tell the whole of college and my life would be ruined."

I started to cry. I couldn't stop the tears from falling. He spun me round and I cried into his chest.

"It's okay." He whispered into my ear, hugging me tightly. "I'm here." He wiped my eyes with his sleeve. It made me feel a little better. He then picked me up bridal style and carried me to my bedroom. He gently placed me on the bed lovingly and lay beside me, soothing me. I stopped crying. I calmed down. He held me in his arms, lacing his fingers into mine.

"Jeff?"

"Yes?"

" I have trust issues. Bad trust issues." I told him. "I don't trust Chris to keep this a secret."

"I know. I'll figure something out." He said. He nuzzled into the crook of me neck and fell asleep. I eventually did too, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him close.