Jeff Finds A Heart (Jeff the Killer love story)

Run

Once the question was asked, I felt like a prisoner. What the hell was I doing? This was practically suicide. I was going to die. He was going to kill me. All that mattered was that I wasn't dead yet, although with his gaze, I was sure to crumble any second. Ignoring the sharp pain, I turned to look at the seemingly sunken eyes.

"How about you fix me up and send me back on my merry way?" I asked Jeff. I didn't know what to expect, maybe some kindness... Who the hell was I kidding, I didn't expect what was coming.

" fix you up?" He snarled at me now, "I picked you off the ground and carried you back here to assure you were safe and your fucking scared?"

His eyes pinned me to the bed, the evil flashing in them.

"How do i know your not going to kill me?" I almost was shouting now.

"Kill you?" Jeff was DEFINITLY shouting now.

"Well if you can kill your own flesh and blood, you can kill anyone, yeah? Excuse me for not feeling safe around a guy who killed his own parents!" I screamed.

Suddenly the room was silent. I forced myself to lift my eyes from my hands to look at him. I instantly regretted it, as I came nose to nose with Jeff.

" Talk about my parents again and you will have a reason to be afraid" He said, calmly- but you could see the anger radiating in his eyes. He stayed there, hovering over me for a couple seconds longer, holding my stare. Then as if reality crashed on him, he leaned back, almost knocking him flat on the floor, and walked to the door.

"Where the hell are you going?" I asked him, knowing there was no way in hell he was going to leave me in a place I didn't know.

" 'm hungry " he mumbled, quickly opening the door then shutting it, before I could open my mouth.

I couldn't help but wander what I have gotten myself into. But most of all, why wasn't I terrified? I should have been horrified at the sight of him. The long black locks, the eyes that had the appearance to be rimmed with kohl, and the stitched up grin cut into his face should have made me cringe. Even the mention of him being a serial killer should have made me run, even if I was missing an arm and bleeding out. Yet, he didn't scare me. The only thing I seemed to fear was fear itself. And that terrified me aswell.

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