Jeff the killer x Jane

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Jane's POV

I sat on top of the roof. I was hot on Jeff's trail. It's been at least a year. Hunting. Searching. Alone. Jeff, that name. It made anger boil inside of me. I screamed in frustration. I WAS hot on Jeff's trail.Knew exactly were he was going next. I lost my chance. Was to slow.

I was sitting on the roof of his victims house watching the ambulance and cops search the house. I slowly crept off the roof pulling my mask over my face and walking down the street. I kept my face to the ground. I walked past a house hearing someone scream.

I don't know what was making me do or even think this but I clutched my knife and ran inside. I ran upstairs to were the screams were coming from. I walked to the room seeing a middle aged women and assuming her husband/boufriend on the floor next to her.

I looked up to see a girl, I think, with a hood pulled up jumping out the window. I ran to the window.

"HEY WAIT." I yelled after her and jumped out the window following her, running trying to keep up.

"WAIT" I screamed after her. I stopped panting my hands on my knees. I looked around and couldn't see her anymore. I stood there panting breathing heavily.

Out of no where, I felt a arm rap around my mouth and a knife to my throat.

"Dont. Say. A word"

I used my arms grabbing the knife and twisting her arm pinning her to the ground. It was the hooded girl. I ripped off her hood. She has long brown hair and a clock for one eye. Half her mouth was stitched.

I gasped "clock work?"

She looked equally surprised. "Jane?"

How do we know each other? Well we're pastas I mean we know most pastas even though most of us having tAlked talked to half of them.

"Wait like the real Jane?" I got up off her and nodded. She got up brushing off her knees. She reached out her arm to shake my hand but still held her knife tightly.

"Well I'm clock work. Everyone calls me clocky." She shook my hand and immediately pulled away still grasping her knife.

"I'm Jane obviously" I said. She nodded. Her hand started turning white from how tightly she was holding her knife. She didn't trust me. Yeah I got that.

"Whatever. So you out killing?" She asked me her tone a little edgy.

"What? No I don't kill people." I said lying through my teeth.

Clocky waved her knife in the air and pointed it at me. "Stop lying. Every. Pasta. Kills. And besides I've read your story you kill who gets in your way"

I mumbled under my breath "know it all".

"Well excuse me" she rolled her eyes. I didn't think I liked her much.

"So we're you staying or do you travel?" She asked.

I bit my lip. I do that when I'm nervous. I don't even know what I was nervous. "Um actually just traveling."

"Oh ok fun." She smiled slightly. "Sorry I come off as such a bitch. It's just I...kinda have trust issues. Ima be straight with you I don't trust you butttt......."

"But what" I blurted a little to loudly.

"I was about to finish" she rolled her eyes--er eye unless a clock counts as an eye. "But I could use your help"

After I realized she wouldn't continue until I said something I said "with what?"

She smiled. " well I have to do some stuff and I need your help killing a few people."

I couldn't keep back a grin. I usually didn't like killing people, but when I did feeling the blood in my hands, the pulse slowly stopping. It made me feel powerful.

"Sure" I agreed trying not to sound too exited. So here clocks and I were the first house. I walked into the window with clocks. She pointed down the hall motioning she would go left I would take the right.

I slowly and quietly crept down the hallway. I walked into the room and by the bed my knife in hand. I slowly traced the knife along his neck and up to his face. I pressed a hand over his mouth and stabbed out the first eye.

He immediately woke up kicking and screaming causing me to fall back on the floor. I heard another scream so. I figured she hit her victim. I got up and grabbed his neck sliding my knife along his throat as he fell to the floor bleeding out. I walked into the hallway bumping into clocks.

"Did you get them ?" She whispered.

"Yeah" we left  as quietly as we came the sound of sirens in the back ground.

"So got a place to crash?" She asked.

"Um no" I replied.

"Well you can stay with me and a few other pastas"

"Wait you live with other pastas" that was like so great. LIVING with other pastas.

"Um yeah in slenders mansion. Almost every famous pasta does." She smiled. "It's pretty greAt"

I smiled back. "Yes let's go." She dragged me through the woods and we eventually came up to a clearing with a huge mansion.

"Here we are" she bowed in front of the building. "Home sweet home"

 

***Authors Note***

   Excuse the mistaakes hope you guys are enjoying. Trying to edit so.