Please,won't you let me go? (Jeff the killer x Reader)

Chapter 2-Survivor

He was walking out of the forest,heading towards the city to start doing what he loves and does best,killing. It was a wonderful experience for the smiling killer to have his victims blood on his pale white skin,it was just so wonderful. Its been years that the smiling killer had started being having such a delightful sensation towards the precious blood of his victims.

"Can't wait for tonight's specialty" he smiled even wider. Heading towards the city,the killer made sure that no one was around,watching him, or in sigh. If he did ever find someone,he happily ended their worthless life.

Walking thru the streets,it seemed almost dead. No one was around at all. He chuckled to himself "So those humans think they can just hide from me?" he laughed. As his laugh got darker,he paused for a moment and glared all around him. 'Dumb@sses, they can't hide from me.' the smiling killer thought to himself.

The killer walked thru neighborhoods,acting as normal as he could so he wouldn't draw attention to his murderous-self. He started searching for the perfect house to break into and slaughter the victim with this bloody knife.

Then he finally came to a stop where his never-blinking eyes caught on a certain house. He jumped the fence,landing in the front yard inseen. Perking up a window,he saw a teenage girl with long/short (h/c). He watched the girl lock the door and the windows. The smiling killer smirked at himself, "This 'otta be good" he said with his raspy voice. Looking around,he manage to find a way to climb up the house and made a swift jump. Landing on the window surface,perfectly still and balanced. As his eyes looked around what seemed to be the teenagers room,he assured himself that no one indeed was in the room. Silently opening the window then closing it slowly,he walks slowly to a dark corner with clothes.

"Perfect" ,he manages to hide in the corner pretty well,not being able to be seen. As he waited for his victim to come in,the door finally opened. She hopped on her bed without caution at all, 'Humans' he mentally growled and tolded himself. As he sensed that the girl was getting into deep sleep,his killer instincts kicked in. He stepped out of they dark corner,purposely with loud steps.

Step after step,Jeff walked to his victim,knowing she was waking up already. Getting close enough,he crawled on to the bed and getting himself on top of the girl. He could hear the girls heart pound louder and louder. In his murderous and seductive voice, he said "Go to sleep~" as he raised his knife up.

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You gasped in sigh of the person ontop of you. He,indeed, was a killer. You screamed but he covered your mouth of coarse "Shut up! Don't scream you b!tch!" he ordered you. You hesitated at the killer and started moving left and right,trying to get him off you but he was heavier than you.

Then an idea popped.

You bite his hand with what you got as he growls. Completely off guarded,you push him off you. As he falls over to the floor,hissing as his hands in alot of pain, you manage to take a look at him.

He was pale white,completely white as a piece of paper. He had a huge smile carved on the sides of his mouth,which gave out a horror look. His eyes were surrounded by black,you soon realize that he had burned them off. That completely gave out his whole insanity. He wore a white hoodie with black pants. He also had hair reaching down to his shoulders.

As his gaze went back to you,he glared. You jumped out of your bed as he stands up with his knife. As you try to open the door,pain shots all over your arm. He had thrown his knife at you skillfully,he smiled wider at the look of your pained arm. He ran towards you and pinned you to the door,trapping you with his body,leaving no where to escape.
You cried out alittle from the pain in your arm,he takes the knife away from your arm as you let out a small whimper. He smiles insanely at you. You looked at him with a scared look,what else would you do? You knew that you were doing to die.

"Ya' know what's funny about all this?" he says with a low chuckle. Funny? FUNNY?! This wasn't funny at all! You simply shake your head to win some time to think of something to do. To escape. "Well" he said as he slowly put the cold knife against your neck "I actually though you were gonna put up a fight,but I guess I was wrong". You gulped and just knew you were going to die. "You seem sleepy" he said as he lifted your face up to look at his never-blinking eyes. "You should Go to sleep" .

Then,you did what he least expected. You kick him where the sun doesn't shine.

He falls on his knees,holding on his part growling and hissing in pain. "There's your fight. Satisfied?" you simply say. "You b!tch" he managed to say but to his surprise you kick him in the stomach and then punch him in the face. He growls louder and stands up,he was problely around 19 years old and standing around 6' feet tall. He runs towards you but you quickly grab a book from your desk and hit him in the face with it. As he looses his balance,you open the window and push him off. He falls on the ground hard but manages to stand up quickly. "YOUR SL#TTY @SS BETTER WAIT TILL I GET MY BLOODY HANDS ON YOU!!" he yells at you while climbing the house once again. You were getting your phone out to call the police but you were already hearing sirens coming from afar. "Sh!t!" he curses as he looks at the red and blue lights. He quickly looks at you and glares deadly that literally makes you jump. He jumps off the house and falls on his feet "I'll deal with you later" he simply says and runs off. You back up to your rooms wall and huff. You feel your heart getting ready to pound out your chest. Sighing,you sit let yourself collapse on the floor. You were just glad your mom didn't come hours earlier. As you though to yourself,you passed out and went to sleep.