Jeff and the Succubus [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 2 - Jeffrey, The Killer

Jeff's P.O.V

"Son of a-" I jumped to my feet and watched as the girl flew out of view and into the clouds. Growling, I took my knife from the guys back and kicked him roughly, sprawling him out on his back. I then dropped to my knees and began stabbing the guy repeatedly and ruthlessly. 

"Dammit, dammit, dammit, DAMMIT!" I yelled furiously. Blood splattered all over me as I took my anger out on the corpse and started laughing madly. 

"That bitch thinks she can just run from me!? Thinks she can just best me at my fuckin' game!? Me!? Jeff the fuckin' KILLER!?" I was cackling by now, stabbing the body with each word. I ignored the sound of sirens in the background as police came, probably called by a random bystander. I just pulled up my hood, hiding my face, and started carving the smile into his face. I was just giggling madly as the sirens neared and a tentacle darted out of the shadows, wrapped itself around me several times, like a snake around its prey, and snatched me into the darkness and deep fog of the trees, just as the police pulled up. 

"Bye-bye," I whispered still giggling.

I was suddenly dropped harshly on the ground in front of some tall trees that made it impossible to see the late night, but held the same eerieness of a dark alley. I groaned and held my head as I sat up and looked around the trees. 

"You didn't have to be so violent, babe. All you have to do is call and I'll come runnin'," I called out to the trees, knowing full well he heard me. Then I felt a presence behind me. Turning around, I saw a tall, skinny man, known as no other than Slenderman. 

"What is wrong with you, Jeffrey. You could have gotten sent back to the SCP Containment Area if those cops would have caught you, and it would not be easy to break you out again," He ranted in that deep monotone voice of his, noticeably holding back his anger. 

"What are you so pissed about, Slendy?" I scoffed. 

"I was about to ask you the same thing," He hissed. 

"How do you know I'm mad? Other than the fact that I'm mad," I asked, hinting at my insanity. 

"Please, the whole block knew, with all of the maniacal laughter and shouting. It is a good thing you did not say your name too loudly, or else there would be a lookout for you." He chuckled darkly. 

"Well, if you wanna know, you can. You're the one with the telepathy or whatever," I grumbled. 

"If you wish," His sharp teeth showed through his first layer of skin as he smiled devilishly. 

"No, no, wait! That isn't what I mea-AUUUGHH!" He wrapped a tentacle around my neck, choking me, and shoved me against a tree, lifting me up until we were at eye level, or face level. I choked out a giggle as the masochist within enjoyed the pain I was enduring, causing me to scratch and tug at Slendy's tentacle and make him squeeze tighter. 

"Stay still. This will not take long," He smiled as he entered my mind and looked through my memories. I relived everything that happened a few moments earlier. The kill, the girl, the arguing, the anger, everything was relived like deja vu. When Slenderman exited my memories, I gasped for air as I felt like I was sucked out of my mind, too. 

"Huh," He hummed thoughtfully and dropped me on my butt in the grass, teleporting away. 

"Ouch," I moaned and stood, rubbing my aching ass, and walked a bit away from the tree. He came back right behind me and tapped my shoulder, making me jump and move my hand, acting like I wasn't just rubbing my butt. 

"I believe I have found your little succubus," He said. 

"Suck your what?" I repeated, turning around to face him and tilting my head.