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Jeff was still rubbing circles on my back, when i heard i noise. "Stay here." I say, getting up. I creep downstairs to find a robber.

~5 minutes later~

I had him dead and was draining him. Red ooz filled a multi gallon bucket, that i was going to put in the fridge. "Hey jeff! Come here"! I yelled and heard the foot prints of jeff.

"Oh cool!"

"Right?"

"Hey, i gotta go, slendy will think i got killed. I dump him off as long as i get some."

i nod, as the last bit drips in.

~2 weeks later~

I was home alone. I paced, and paced, and paced. Killers dont have feelings, right?

Wrong.

Wrong.

wrong wrong wrong WRONGNWRONGWRONGWRONG!!

Oh god. Ive never felt this way before. But i know what it is. And its bad. Not good. I grab a blood bottle from the fridge and open it. I drink half of it. Fuck it. I grab a bottle of beer, this stuff has lots of alcohol in it. I pop the cap off, i chug it. Right now i want to forget everything. I wanna feel numb. Im not gonna care. I finished it, and opened another. 5 minutes and thats gone. Im buzzed. I open another, and sit down and drink it at a good pace.

Jeff walks in and im alost done with that bottle. "Oh heyyyy jeeefffff" i laugh and finish my bottle. "Help me up?"

He walks over and pulls me up. "Are you drunk?" He looks at me and i have to hold onto him or i fall over.

"Whaattt im not drunk" i slurred.

"Your drunk. Come on, let's go to bed." He said as he picked me up in his arms

"I dont wanna die at the moment though"

"What?"

"Your phrase, dont kill meeeeeee"

"Thats not my phrase hun, its go to sleep" he laughs.

"I dont wanna go to sleep though"

"Your drunk" he says as he lays me down on the bed.

JEFFS POINT OF VIEW

I laid her down on her bed, and went to go get some demon food. "Jeff"

"Yeah?" I stop and turn around

"Dont go"

"Okay", i say and crawl into bed next to her. She cuddles up to my cold side.

"Jeff"

"Yeah?"

"I love you". What? I was about to respond but she fell asleep. Oh my god! Did she really just say that? Did she mean it in a friend way or what?! Ill have to ask her tomorrow.

I got up and got a bottle of demon food, and drank it. Stupid blood lust. I went back in after finishing my drink, and fell asleep.

DEVS POINT OF VIEW

I woke up with a blazing headache. But i needed that... being numb, with having a little humanity left, i need to calm down. At least now i wont have to kill for a small while. I dont remember much, other then jeff coming here and putting me to bed. The rest is black. Wonder where he is?

Oh, there he is. He walked in, with some asprin and water. "Thanks" i say, popping the aspirn in my mouth and drinking the water.

"Can i ask you a question?"

Fear filled my body. "Shoot".

"You probably dont remember, but last night you said you loved me. Dev?"

"I-i-i"

"Hey, its okay."

I sighed and looked down. I moved the hair out of my face, not caring that my ugly scar showed. "Hey, where'd you get that scar?" He asked.

"My parents where murdered by somone i know know none about, and a supernatural creature. I was held to the ground while i watched them get stabed. In the process of this happening i got cut. I sat there, blood pouring down my face while i wayched them get stabbed and murdered." I say, and jeffs face was unread able.

"Come on. Lets go." He said. He was so serous. He was usually laughing or smiling with his carved smile. I followed him carefully as we walked into the woods. It was quiet.

"Jeff"? No response. I sigh, and we walk in silence for about ten minutes until he tells me to stay there and close my eyes. I did, and it wasnt long before jeff told me to open.

There they where. Jeffs hood was up, his hair covered his eyes. He killed my parents. And the tall white faceless man stood there in front of me. He looked about to be 8 feet tall. "You... My... Killed my parents" i softly say with a tear sliding down my check. "You promised not to let this happen...." The tall faceless figure kneeled down, his fingers traced the scar, before i smaked his hand away. I looked at jeff with a hurt look, and he looked at the ground. I turn around, and i ran. Faster then i ever ran.

"DEV WAIT"!

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