Captured (Jeff the Killer)

I Hate You, Don't Leave Me

~Charlie~

"I admit, I'm in and out of my head.

Don't listen to a single word I've said.

Just hear me out before you run away.

'Cause I can't take this pain."

I hum along to the Demi Lovato song that's on, on my way back to Jeff's house. I really shouldn't go back to that house, but I have no choice. My clothes are there, and I don't know my way back to my house either. I'm wearing my hair down because of last night. My head is so sore, and my body aches from being thrown around. Luckily I don't have a cut or anything on my neck. Once I make it back, I quietly walk into the house. I look around the living room and find no one in sight, and the blood on the floor gone. I walk into the sun room and find no one in there as well. Maybe he's still asleep. I think to myself, heading back into the main room. I walk into the kitchen and look around in awe. 

Did he... did he renovate the entire kitchen for me? I start looking around the kitchen, at the new island, cabinets, stoves, microwaves... everything. I turn around to leave the kitchen to relax in the sun room and gather my thoughts, when I see Jeff standing in the little doorway in clean clothes, his hair wet, and eyes a little red which would be normal for having no eye-lids, but his eyes are usually normal. I feel my breath hitch in my throat and my world stops turning. "Stay away." I whisper, backing up slowly, my butt being stopped by the counter. "Charlie please... it was the blood lust. You know I wouldn't-" "Stop!" I shout, making him stop ten feet from me. 

"You gave me a busted lip, bloody nose, nearly slit my throat, called me names... Jeff that hurt me in so many ways. I don't know what to say to you. I shouldn't forgive, but I do. I don't want to. I don't. I cried myself to sleep last night after cleaning my face. My head and body is so sore I can barely walk. I told myself I wasn't going to forgive you, but seeing you made me. I can't stay here anymore Jeff. I have to go befor-" 

I'm cut off by Jeff walking over quite speedily, and grabbing my face in his hands, pressing his lips to mine... I stare wide eyed into his eyes, the world slowly disappearing around us. I start to pay more attention to what's happening. I can feel my heart beating erratically in my chest, my eyes becoming heavy and my head feels like it's floating. I stare in his eyes for a few more seconds before he pulls apart, his hands resting gently on my cheeks. "I-What was that?" I whisper, feeling the world slowly come back to life around me. 

That's when I come to my senses and become angry. "You can't just kiss me and expect-" I'm cut off again by Jeff's lips attaching to mine. The feelings all come again, and decide not to leave. I try to pull myself away from Jeff, but he doesn't allow me to move. He backs us up more so I'm completely against the counter, to the point where I'm leaning slightly over it. I can feel my body slowly giving into his diversion, making me annoyed. I go for another push, but instead find my arms wrapping around his neck. Fuck my life. 

I slowly let my eyes flutter closed, allowing my mouth to move and kiss him back. I feel him let out a little sigh of relaxation, before moving his hands to my waist. After another four seconds, he pulls away from me by a couple feet, before speaking and allowing me to breath. "Look, I know what I did was wrong. I'm a killer and my natural instinct when I see someone is to kill that person. I have limits. At first my blood lust was to high to notice the pain I was putting you through. But, as soon as I heard the frame break and I looked at the picture, I knew I fucked up, and that I fucked up bad. I don't expect you to accept my apology, but I hope you will fully forgive me for my actions. I'm here to protect you from Jane, not kill you. I don't plan on killing you at all. When I first left you the notes, I did plan on killing you. But now, all I want to do is lay with you, relax, spend time with you, protect you. And just overall be happy with you. I know that yesterday you were happy. You were showing it all day, until I came home and fucked things up. I can only go a certain amount of time before killing." 

Jeff finishes his ramble in a big huff. I sigh and stare at him for a second. "Jeff, I can't keep doing this. I can't keep forgiving you only to have you suddenly attack me out of the blue when I'm not prepared. You broke my freaking finger the other day and I forgave you like it's nothing. I cleaned up your whole entire house and you throw me into the wall like I'm a rag-doll. I don't want to live this life anymore. I know you're meant to protect me, but you can't protect me than almost kill me. I hate you so damn much, but I don't want you to leave me." I stop speaking when I feel a tear fall from my eye. 

I start to feel lightheaded from all of the action and drama that's been going on. I feel my eyes flutter before I look at Jeff, feeling my world spin. "Help me." I whisper, before falling onto the ground.