The Daughter of a Killer

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"That's because I'm your father."

I took a couple steps away from him cautiously. I chuckled nervously. "Y-you're not...my father. M-my dad is coming home... he's not some l-lunatic..." Jeff stared at me. "You're saying you're completely normal? You're saying you're not a lunatic yourself?" I had to think to myself for a moment. There was no way he was my father. That was impossible! My parents would never lie to me...would they? I started sweating. "W-w-well...I-I'm not saying that I'm n-not a lunatic but-" I was cut off. "Exactly. Didn't you ever wonder why you had abnormal strength or why your eyes were tinted with specks of red? Your parents have none of that." That was actually true. I stayed silent for a while. My mom was a lawyer and my dad was a P.E. coach. They were both so normal and I was so...not...normal. But if I was the daughter of a murderer, I didn't want to be one! My true father, kills and enjoys it. He does it for no reason. "You see now?" I looked up at him quickly at the sound, searching for the noise that broke the silence. I stared at him. "Y-you're my dad......But...if you're my dad, then why are you trying to kill me." He looked saddened. "Its hard to explain." We stayed in silence for a minute until we heard the sound of tires pulling up into the driveway. "CRAP! They're home!!!" I turned off all the lights. We could've snuck out the window but in all the panic we hid. A voice broke the silence as my parents walked in through the door.

"I can't do this anymore." I heard my mom's voice. I wanted to be with her right now. To tell her I was fine. To ask her about Jeff. But I couldn't. Jeff pulled out his knife. He whispered harshly. "If she comes into this room, I'll stab her." I snatched the knife out of his hands. "Thats not allowed." I whispered back. We were hiding under the desk in my room. He growled. I heard my parents start to go to their bedroom. Thats good... then we can get out from under here. I got up and dusted myself off. "So! Make yourself at home." He got up and watched me cautiously. I smiled. "Sorry." he said suddenly. He frowned. "I gotta go so if you'll just excuse m---" I grabbed him by his jacket hoodie and flipped him onto the bed. I whispered angrily. "So I just find out my parents aren't my real parents, a killer is!!! And you just say you have to go and leave??? I thought you were my father!!! You could at least explain!" He stared at me, surprised. He sighed. "Kid, I tried killing you but I failed, now I gotta go before my boss--" "Aha!!!" I shouted. "Will you let me finish?" he growled. I nodded slowly, feeling kind of embarrassed. He continued. "My boss will be angry with me because it was a simple task and I completely failed. So I'll be on my way. As for you wanting to know more. I'm your biological dad. Not these dorks. Is that all? Great! Take care!" He said this all too quickly trying to get it over with.

He was leaving out the window until I stopped him. "Can you... can you at least tell me one thing...? Is...is my mom? My... biological mom?" He didn't look back at me. He stayed silent for a moment. "No." I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I fell to the ground staring at Jeff. My entire life... was a lie... I rubbed my eyes. Right when I lifted my hand to say bye, I heard the doorknob turn and in came in my mom. Jeff jumped out the window at that moment but my mom panicked. She ran to the window, frantically searching for Jeff. Then she started to calm down and she looked at me. She gave me a hug and cried over my shoulder. "Where were you??? I missed you so much..." She continued to cry in joy of seeing me. I joined in hugging her tightly. I'd been through so much today. "M-mom..." I gulped. "I missed you...

(Jeff's POV)
I walked with my hands in my back pockets. I looked up to see Slendy, Masky, and Hoodie. Masky looked at me sternly. " Now you've really done it. See? Killing your daughter was hard for you. You might be a murderer but you still have a tiny human part of you isn't that right?" I scowled. "I just... I just hesitated...that's all. I'll get the job done tomorrow morning. Promise. I won't let you down." Hoodie just face palmed himself. I couldn't stand staring at Slendy right now...he was pissing me off. "Well I'm gonna get my daily kill. See ya." Slender nodded. Hoodie started waving goodbye and so did Masky. I just walked away. Once I lost them I silently went through a neighborhood. I noticed a mother getting into her bed in the window from the second floor. After a while, I silently climbed up to the second floor. The lights were off so I snuck into her bedroom from the window. I stared at her for a minute and brought the kitchen knife into my hand. I sat on top of her and stared at her face. "Go to sleep." I said. She woke up and screamed as I brought the knife straight into her chest. She started choking on her blood and I twisted and dug the knife in further. She continued choking until there was no sign of life. I sighed. I wasn't really in the mood for joyful killing. I walked out into the night and kicked a trash can that was on the corner of the block. I continued kicking it angrily until it bent.

"I will kill you Trinity..."