Go To Sleep My Love (A Jeff The Killer love story)

Tears

I continued to cry. It seemed like forever when I heard the bathroom door open. I looked up from my knee's at Jeffrey. He was looking at me shocked. Well as shocked as a man with no eyelids and a carved smile can look. He looked at me. Then at my bloody hand. Then at the glass on the floor and finally at the broken mirror and back at me.

He quickly ran up to me and he sat down beside me- ignoring the broken glass. He brought up his knife and he gently trailed it along my arm's legs and head.

"What's Wrong Lucey?" He asked in his normal psychopath voice.

I sobbed a bit more.

"Nothing. NOW KILL ME! I DON'T WANT TO LIVE ANYMORE!" I sobbed,

"Now Lucey. If I did that then I wouldn't have any fun now would I?" He asked.

He was still going to let me suffer. I choked back a sob. I shut my eyes tight and I looked back down and buried my face into my knee's again. I just continued to cry as Jeff traced his knife on the outlines of my body. Once in a while he would act like he was going to stab or cut me. To kill me. But then he wouldn't.

I pressed my lips together and I held back my cries as my sadness and anger began to slip away once again.

"Why did you hug me?" I asked.

"HM?" He said softly as he continued to trail his knife along my cheekbones.

"Why did you hug me? Before?" I asked.

He stopped. He ever so slowly put his knife down. It got eerily quiet. I couldn't even hear either of our breaths of heart beats in my tiny washroom.

I felt arms wrap around me- obviously Jeff. And they pulled me onto Jeff's lap. He held me tightly and securely and he gently began to rock us back and forth.

"Because I needed one. I needed to hug someone... I haven't in a while..." He whispered in my ear. Sending shivers down my spine.

He pulled me a bit closer to me and he cuddled up to me. He then buried his face in the crook of my neck. I blushed slightly but I hesitated and I cuddled up to him and hugged him back as he continued to rock us back and forth. I gently wrapped my arms around his neck and I gently curled my fingers into his burnt- Jet black hair.

I couldn't hold it in. One pill wasn't enough for how I was feeling right now. I began to cry again. Jeff removed his face from my neck. He looked me in the eyes and I looked into his in blinking eyes. I sniffles a bit and then I slowly lies my head onto his shoulder. We still looked at each other though.

He rubbed my back soothingly. It wasn't really helping me but it made me feel- safe.

"Why are you crying?" He asked.

I took a shaky deep breaths I didn't want to tell him. But at the same time I did want to. I didn't trust him... But he was the only one I could talk to.

I forced myself to calm down and I relaxed. I closed my eyes tight as some more tears softly ran down my cheek.

"I-It's just that... I remembered about my family... I-I forgot about it but now. I-I'm starting to remember... Since I haven't taken my pills in a while. I-I just remembered about h-how my parents and my sister hardly ever talked to me. And how they wouldn't ever hug me or- or anything. A-And how my mom... My dad... My sister... How everyone I knew and loved just- died.." I choked out.

There was a pause for a while but then Jeff hugged me tightly yet gently. More than he was before. I guess that he was sane again. He brushed his fingers through my hair. I broke down crying again. He was hugging me like he never hugged anyone in his life time. I did the same as I continued to cry.