I couldn't tell you how jeff had grown up to be what he was. What caused him to be so violent and vulgar. But i could also never excuse the fact hes killed more animals behind moms back then i could count on my hands. He'd been loud and outspoken. Opinionated.
Ive spoken with him in a home we have both grown up in, moved out of. Ive helped him pull teeth. As he grew up he turned upset with everything...
I was a grade above jeff but we occasionally glanced at each other in the halls. That state knowing we we're in eachothers presence and actually knew each other but he grew away from me.
Yknow that guy at school that wouldnt like you for any particular reason? Just chose to be hateful to the newer students and with one it never wore off. I got regularly mocked by some kid a grade below me. Not that our age made a difference, he was taller then me and put a good stain on my confidence for a year. Never hit me through which i was grateful for. He'd been a daily experience. More of a dread.
Jeff had went out on some three day runaway trip from home, my parents weren't concerned he did this often. Not that they were concerned with anything. They were just always busy sulking about other things. Never knew what really. Maybe our house, Its mess, maybe deadlines at work. Maybe bills for jeffs cosmetic surgeries..
I couldn't bother getting it out them. They were always too busy thinking. Thinking of solutions for their son. Or sons. But my problems aren't as bad as jeffs. Jeff was an unfortunate soul with a now unfortunate face. Not that he was a victim. He was born like this. Or i cant remember.
This is all written on paper in a book ill discard for the next grade. I cant reread my past thoughts. Some entries aren't ever even mine. But they're written by my hand. As you notice i change topics alot. Who notice? This book. I dont know. Maybe me. Off topic again. Ive kept a journal since jeffs outbreak in the other school. Broke some kids knee i dont remember. I dont want to, though my brain is forgetting things for me now. Like homework, my house,Friends. Which doesn't exactly make friends want to stay very long.
Now, jeff. Or rather my brother. He'd always been a bad kid. Not bad as in cool. A general bother. A fear monger in any school. He knew you, didnt like you. Hed probably end up with one of your teeth. He did like teeth. But i wouldnt want to get into that. But with recent behavior getting worse he's pissed off some pathetic gang of five. Im pretty sure they actually think of themselves as a gang. Atleast enough to scar up my brother good enough to pass for a ragdoll. I guess skinning him was mentally reducing for jeff. I mean... Probably.
He doesn't go to school anymore. But he sure did approach some chick outside school alot. Neighbors daughter. Shes pretty i suppose so jeff may have a crush but i dont know jeff well enough to assume that. I dont think he recovered mentally at a realistic pace to his face. He started doing this think where he'd use... Pineapple? Thin slices of pineapple. Hed sit for hours rubbing them on the sides of his mouth. I dont know why but they were redder every time i saw them, they started getting bloody. Or atleast a bubbly dried type of bloody.
Hed smile in conversation wider then usual to inflict some pain. In conversation with me specifically. No one else spoke to him. And he missed school. But my parents had basically preoccupied themselves with something else.
Like cutting tension hed use a blade to widen the acidic burns i guess you could call them. Gradually. Till his smile was kidna gross. But pineapple and lemon slices did something to stop infection. Or something. He did like jumping out to scare me alot. And with his lack of sleep he'd actually aqquired a kind of bluish puffy appearance. He was starting to look like some scary unsettling image. Personally i had to sit through a flight or fight response when i talk to him. Some type of dread at his face. Although when pineapples went out season it was just the blade. Slowly stretching his mouth open. Progressively to the muscle of his face. He went up to shallow fat cuts not through the muscle. I do think i couldve stopped him. But at the time i notived his harming of self poetically. I didn't wanna confront him when he has a knife. I didnt want to talk to my brother anymore. As giggly as he is. I guess isolated the thing made him run away. I dont want to be rude but i cant love him with this behavior.
But as i had written this over like two days hes come back. Hes come back with a shakey state. I didnt catch his return till an hour and then he was sitting in his room, staring at the trees from his windoe. He smelt horrible. But strangely sweet. Nutty. But also beefy. Some dreadful smell i think only unfortunate people get to smell.
He started detaching his upper lip. Layer by layer of pink flesh it disappeared. He didnt speak with a flap of skin for a top lip tho. And im suprised he didn't die of blood lose. But i dont think i couldve seen his face on my own will. He'd come to me. Watching me when i tried to sleep in my bed.From my closet. Regularly cracking his jaw, making his shiney eyes tilt and a crackle emitting. I was always too scared to say anything. Little did i know he had a rotting Labrador in his closet. Jane's dog.
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Years later my parents had died from a house fire and jeff had gone on his own way after killing janes parents and trying to get me into his little habit of mouth butchery. I wish i had been better but i had killed a few therapists for trying to slander my brother when he had been i kid and i told them stories. Now jeff had switched to an entire different person. Dont know the science behind him. But he had become ashamed of himself and reserved. And im still trying to calculate if he's genuine in his homosexuality. But i think its invasive. I did find this book in a closet i had packed in my to go bag. Jeff still gives me that chill but its fine. Atleast y/ns here to be a blocker. New character. Hes the guy that jeffs weirdly accepted as a trustworthy guy. But im not too sure why. I mean hes an attractive boy but i didnt think jeffs gay.
Its platonic. Probably. Jeff had gotten a bit more attractive from growing up. Personality and facial and body wise. I dont personally sexualize anyone. I jsut know when someone's attractive to the majority of the people on earth. Jeff may be attractive to majority of slasher fans. Hm.
I cant shake younger jeff from my head though. Lock my closets and have candles. And a gun because of that shit. But i dont relate the two jeffs together.
(hey so i wanted to really make a jeff backstrory. This isn't the original jeff he's a bit of a original spin. Not a good one but thats the charm of older jeff stories.
Also drew liu as compensation for my laziness. Not that im sure any of you actually like the liu in my story. Thats a answer you could give.
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Bye bye ill go and starve yall by working on other jeff stuff for two weeks)
