Wanted (Jeff X Jane Romance) ON HOLD

Chapter 2.

Hello again, I'm not going to talk much, I'm just going to thank the people who supported, liked or even disliked, just wasted time on reading my story so.....thank you.

By the way, I descovered some really stupid, either spelling or grammar errors, sorry about that, the chapter was unedited...

And so is this.

***Jane's Pov***

I woke up in the same room I was in last time I fainted. Yes, I fell asleep, after Slendy had announced about my house getting burned, and introducing me to other creepypastas, I was tired so I decided to take a little nap.

I yawned as I got up. I found my mask and knife on the nightstand, I grabbed the mask and put it on and hid the knife in my boot. I was still in my dress.

I opened the door, not noticing a bucket at the edge of it. The bucket slammed on my head drenching me in red liquid that I immediately recognized by the smell of it, that it was blood.

I let out an angry roar as I slammed open the door this time, and stepped out grasping my knife.

I descended the stairs quickly and I nearly fell, I slammed open the door to the kitchen furiously.

I bathed yesterday and now I have to do it again!

I noticed every eye on me, I ignored them and headed towards a snickering Jeff.

I pointed the knife to his throat with sharp glaring eyes. He got up aslo grabbing his knife and pointing to my throat.

Someone cleared their throat. I turned my head towards the sound that lead to Hoodie. I glared at him.

"What is going on? " he asked.

"Well I believe you have eyes to see" replied Jeff rudely. Hoodie ignored him and turned to me.

"Jeff hanged a bucket filled with blood to my door, it fell on me, and now I'm drenched" I answered in a 'duh' voice.

"Its technically pig's blood. Pig's blood for the pig" he answered with a smirk.

I was furious and I couldn't contain my actions which I didn't regret by the way, and punched him square in the jaw so hard that it made him loose his balance and fall, then stormed out of the door outside the mansion.

***Jeff's Pov***

I can't believe it! The bitch punches like a truck! Damn. I put my hand on my bruised jaw cussing.

Hoodie gave me a disappointed look, shaking his head then went out, I suppose to see Slender.

I ignored him, and got up making my way to my room. I lied in bed for a while, sleeping with my eyes opened.

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Many hours passed as I still was awake, I got up and headed out of my room, I think I remember Jane being two rooms away from me, I made my way there and knocked slightly.

Should I feel guilty? Killers are never guilty.

Moments later the door didn't open, no sound was made, so I just opened the door popping my head.

The room seemed peaceful, and no one was there. I shrugged heading to the living room, but still Jane wasn't there.

I sighed. "Hey, anyone seen Jane? " I asked.

"Nope, she hasn't come back yet, since the bucket accident" Ben answered focusing his eyes on his game. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm worried about her...she was the only one to actually enjoy playing with me" said Sally in a worried tone.

"Hey! What about all the times I was forced to play with you?" Said Ben in an irritated voice.

"You called my doll shit face! You made fun of me playing with a toy car! And you called teddy a bad name!" answered Sally angrily.

"Your shit Teddy bear stabbed my leg!" Exclaimed BEN.

"And I hope he doesn't regret it! " shouted Sally then she stormed out to her room. I was surprised. Sally never loosed her temper, unlike me of course, I could scare a giant with my sexy voice. Hell I'd kill it, it wouldn't stand a chance against the great Jeff the killer.

"I think I'll head out" I said with a chuckle.

I opened the door. Into the woods I walked.

"Jane! Hey Jane! Come back Sally's worried shitless about ya" I shouted walking deeply into the woods.

"Hey Jane! Janey-poo! Come out, come out wherever you are! " I shouted again. But unsuccessfully she didn't show up or make a sound. I sighed.

"I don't have a knife with me! I promise!" I yelled again. But nothing.

"That's a complete lie by the way!" I tried again but I heard nothing but natural sounds.

"Fine! I'm sorry! You heard that! I'm sorry, now come out! Bitch! You won't hear me saying that ever!" but nothing. I sighed again angrily.

she probably went home by the time I got out. I thought to myself.

But just as I was about to leave, I heard whimpering, and silent sobbing. I headed there thinking that a stupid kid disobeyed his mother and went here. I smirked making my towards the sound.

But what I saw made me drop the smirk. There laying almost deep into the woods, near a cliff was Jane, drenched with fresh blood and a figure on top of her.

The figure looked at me. The rake.

"Fuck" I said in a low tone, grabbing my knife out of my pocket charging at him. I was tempted to start a fight, but apparently he didn't as he began running away.

I shrugged, carrying Jane bridal style. Hey, I don't have shit feelings for her or anything, I just need some entertainment, and Jane provides it regardless.

Jane was beautiful, I gotta admit. I mean laying there in my arms, injured, oh I couldn't help but laugh mentally.

Oh, how I wish I threw her off the cliff. But no, I couldn't do that. As I said before, she provides me entrainment.

I slammed open the front door causing every eye to stare at me, my face was blank, out of every emotion.

I placed Jane, scratch that, threw her on the couch, causing some creepypastas to glare at me.

"What happened to her?! " asked Sally. I thought she was mad. Meh she's a kid, kids don't stay angry forever like adults do.

"I found her laying beneath the Rake, he must've stabbed with his claw or something, anyway get Slendy, I'm going to bed" I answered, shrugging.

Sadie began hitting me with a notebook. "How-" hit. "Can" hit. "You" hit "be" hit "so careless" hit "when clearly your soul mate is laying there half dead?! " She shouted. I stood there dumbfounded. She hit me again.

"Stop hitting me bitch! And she's not my fucking soul mate! I don't care for her! She's my freaking enemy, you should be thankful that I brought he here, I could've just left her there, bleeding to death, speaking of, bring slendy here " I shouted as I stormed off to my room.

I don't care for her, do I? Nahh, impossible. I killed her parents and I'm proud of it.

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I have nothing to say, but hopefully you enjoyed the chapter.

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Umm...this is awkward, I'll just thank you reader again.

Thanks!

until next time!

-Carina (Cara-)

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