You excite me (Jeff x male reader)

Broken screen door

"I don't trust that y/n..."

He speaks with his sweet voice making me cave in on myself.

"Xavier I'll be fine, promise..."

He shakes his head laying his arm on my shoulder.

"I can't risk that...I can't leave you alone and I can't..."

His eyes flicker to Jeff before looking back at me. I knew what he was getting at and I understood his intentions.

"Y/n...you're my best friend..."

He whispers leaning closer trying to get a rise out of Jeff. He was trying to tell how stable he was and it was working.

"Hey-hey!"

He shouts making us both look at him

"Right here."

He points to his face frowning before walking over to Xavier tugging on his shirt making him stand up.

"He'll be fine with me! He's gonna be in tip-top shape when you get back!"

Jeff slowly pushes Xavier out of the room into the living room. Then to the front door.

"Hey-"

Xavier tried to speak but only got cut off

"Bye!"

Jeff slammed the door in his face taking a moment to lock it before walking back into my bedroom.

"Jeff-"

"It's fine-"

He grunts out before crawling on the bed laying on top of me.

"Go to sleep..."

He whispers, before I can protest he rubs my face

"Shhh shhh..."

he laughs taking his mask off and grabbing me closer. I felt my body relax and slip into what felt like a coma. It was tired and sore. When I woke up no one was there, not in the room not in the house.

𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝒥𝑒𝒻𝒻 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓀𝒾𝒹𝓈 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒶𝑔𝑒. 𝐻𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹...𝒾𝓃𝒻𝓁𝓊𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒. 𝐻𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒾𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓂𝑒𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓈. 𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝑔𝒶𝓃𝑔. 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓎𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉.

It wasn't odd for Jeff to leave while I was sleeping but I couldn't help but feel alone in that moment. An Empty house an empty heart. Maybe Xavier was awake.
I didn't bother to text him i grabbed my coat and threw on some better clothes and headed out.
I felt nostalgic as I walked down the sidewalk, the familiar feeling of eyes all over my body making me shiver.

I had a feeling it was Jeff
god I hope it is
I plug in my headphones and walk my feet stepping over to the grass to take a faster path to his house. The grass was wet from the rain and I felt my eyes grow heavy. This pit in my chest won't last forever but it hurts so much now. There's a calm before the storm but I feel like my whole life has been the storm.
Where is my calm? Where is my love?
Am I making the right decision with Jeff? Do I see a future with him? How do I know I can trust him? My mind races, Jeff or Xavier. I hate to make this choice.
Xavier has been there for me since god knows how long. Jeff just...lusts over me. I fidget with my necklace sighing.

My mind races with Xavier's darker skin and tooth gap, his black curly hair, and his rough hands that stay so gentle when they touch me. The thought of him grabbing my hips and showing me how gentle he can be makes my stomach squeeze and turn.
But on the other side, I think of Jeff's soft silky hair and pale skin. How his face always stays in a tired, crazed look that brings life to my mind. The thought of him pinning me down and telling me what to do makes me cringe slightly.

What do I want?

I want a calm life, I want loving hands. I would have to teach Jeff to love me. Xavier already loves me. And I think I love him.

I shake my head I couldn't think that not after everything me and Jeff have been through. all that we were planning to do.
I catch myself looking around looking for a sign, a guide that tells me what to do.
My heart clenched as I stepped onto Xavier's lawn and saw that his screen door was busted open.

I felt a horrible feeling take over me, something in my gut told me this wasn't ok. I hop onto the first step of his porch trying to peek in the house. I got closer slowly trying not to make a sound. I flip out my phone and ring Xavier hoping he would answer.

Please let him be out of the house.

I heard his ironic ringtone from inside the house. He wouldn't leave his phone at home. I chew on my bottom lip stepping into the house my fingers lingering a little long on the broken screen door and the busted down door.
I could feel my heartbeat in my ears.

I look over to the couch where the stuffing was scattered by stab marks making my eyes widen. There wasn't any blood yet.
I turn my head to the right and walk to the dining room where glass had been broken on the floor blood on the sharp parts of the plates and glass.

I open my mouth to call out his name before I hear creaking in the room above me. I ran to the kitchen to grab a knife but the biggest one was gone. I felt my heart sink before I grabbed a smaller weaker knife and slowly walked up the stairs.
My breath was shaky and I felt...dizzy.
"Xavier!"
I shout before reaching the top of the steps. I hold the knife with bold hands and flip my hood up on my head. It was Jeff's jacket.