Captured (Jeff the Killer)

Someday, Somehow. Believe Me.

~Recap~

"Grab your knife." I insist, not knowing what's taking him so long. I slowly look up and drop his knife... my world stopping at the sight before me. 

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~Charlie~ 

"Well I'd hope that since we're here anyway, that we can end up saying--things we've always needed to say. 

So we could end up staying.

Now the story's played out like this--just like, a paperback novel. 

Lets rewrite an ending that fits--instead of a Hollywood Horror.

Nothing's wrongs, just as long as you know that someday I will--someday, somehow; I'm gonna make it all right, but not right now. 

I know you're wondering when." 

Everyone has someone that they love, and that they never want to see get hurt. I knew who I loved not so long ago. I lived with him for a month, and spent a week getting to know him first. He's changed the way I've seen the world, and he's changed my heart. I know that he's changed too. His eyes light up when he sees me and when I say something cute to him. His name is Jeff, and I admit, I have fallen in love with him. 

Nickelback plays from the speaker as I watch in horror as they pin Jeff to the wall, over twenty of them, all crowding around his pain ridden form from being thrown. I feel my heart stop beating in my chest as I run over to the group and try to get to Jeff. I feel myself get shoved into the wall next to the counter, my back burning with pain.

I quickly stand up only to be pushed into the wall again, my head hitting it, causing my eyesight and hearing to go funny. "Charlie?" Jeff screams, being able to see me from the group, noticing how bad my head was hit. I start to try and gather my senses, wanting to be able to protect him from doom.  "Leave him alone!" I scream, shoving through the police officers, one calling for more backup. I see Jacob run over to me, trying to help me reach Jeff. 

"We need more backup! We have him in cuffs. We've Jeff. I repeat, we have Jeff The Killer in our grasps. This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill!" Multiple officers shout into their shitty microphone things. I finally manage to break the man barrier and see Jeff on the ground, bleeding from his side. "Jeff!" I shout, falling down next to him, my eyes watering again, the sunglasses no longer on my face. 

"Charlie... you need to get out of here." Jeff coughs, blood coming from his mouth. "I'm not fucking leaving you here to get arrested." I growl, trying to help him up, Jacob making the officers stay back. "Young lady, get away from him! He'll kill you!" A guy from the back shouts. "He won't hurt me!" I scream in annoyance, all of the hustle and bustle becomes quiet. 

I look down at Jeff again, only to see him already looking at me. "Listen up." Jeff coughs, while I help him stand up. "I don't care if you take me away. I have no motivation to kill anymore. I've gotten into a huge fight with someone who I cared about deeply, and I lost the motive to kill. However, something all of you shitfaces should know, is that she and her family have nothing to do with any of my kills. She never helped, her family never helped. I ask one thing from you." Jeff stops to take a few deep breaths while I have my arm around his waist, my clothes and skin getting covered in his blood. 

"Why should we listen to you?" "Why should we accept a request from the devil himself!" A tear escapes my eye, Jeff still looking at the entire crowd in the house. "Because, there's a killer after Charlie and her family. Not me, but Jane The Killer. I'm sure you guy's know of her. Jane isn't going to stop until she completes her goal. I want you to have full protection watching over Charlie's family since she won't be with me. I don't care what you do to me, but she has to have protection." Jeff coughs again, more blood coming. 

I hear a few murmurs of agreement, Jeff slowly turns himself over so he's looking at me, a sad look in his eyes. "Listen Charlie... if I ever get out. I'll make it up to you... I promise." Jeff whispers so only I can hear. "Jeff... I'm so sorry. If I didn't leave you alone, this wouldn't have happened. I'm so, so sorry." I cry, looking down to the ground. "Hey, look at me." Jeff whispers, causing me to look up at him. "Trust me, I'll be back before you know it. They'll let you come and visit me don't worry. If you need anything, go into the woods with your brother, or a knife and call for Slender Man. He'll help take care of you." 

"Okay Jeff. I'll do it. Just please, be careful." I whisper into his ear, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his cheek, multiple people in the room gasping. "It's time to go Jeffrey Woods." I hear Jeff groan quietly at his real name before shaking his head and leaning down, kissing my cheek for a couple of seconds and the looking at everyone.

~Jeff~

To say that I'm a little worried for Charlie is a lie. I'm extremely worried for her. As I look around at all of the officers, I see them holding all of their guns, my knife still on the floor. Jacob sees where I'm looking and quietly kicks the knife under the table so no one can see. I sigh and look around, the cops talking into their radios trying to get more back up. 

"Uhm, excuse me." Charlie whispers to the chief, causing him to look over at her with a worried smile since her arm is around my waist, being the one to hold me up. "Yes young lady?" he asks, his tone flirtatious. He can't be any older than twenty-five. "How long is Jeff going to be locked up for?" she asks, causing me to mentally face palm at the obviousness. 

"Well, probably for life. He's killed a lot of innocent people--here and in different states. I don't think that he'll have a chance at parole or bail. But, I can make it to where you can visit as much as you want." I watch in anger as the chief winks at Charlie. "Don't. Wink. At. Her." I growl, wishing to be uncuffed so I can kill him. "Easy Jeff. Calm down." Charlie soothes into my ear, rubbing my back, calming me in an instant. 

"So, the girl can calm him down quickly? At least we know who to call when he has a rampage." the lieutenant laughs, making Charlie look at him with a glare. "He won't go on a rampage if you don't do stupid shit to piss him off." "Charlie, calm down. I can handle this." I chuckle, the pain in my side ringing sharply, making me flinch. 

"It's time to go Jeffrey. We'll take him from here Miss Edwards." chief smiles, trying to make her leave my side. "Let her walk me to the car or I'll fucking kill you." I hiss at him. "Last time I checked Jeff, you're cuffed and don't have your knife. Speaking of which, where is it?" "I left it back at my place. And there's more than one way I know how to kill you know." I grumble, being led out of the house by Charlie. As soon as we're outside, there's a bunch of pictures being taken of us by the news reporters.

"Stay close to me." I whisper in Charlie's ear, not wanting her to be swept off by the crowd. "Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Is there anything you want to say to the world?" an interviewer asks, walking over to me, holding a microphone. I smirk and look into the camera, ready to speak up. "There will always be killers out there in the world. I'm proud to say that I'm one of them. And, I always will be. I won't be locked up forever. I will find a way out. Believe me." I stop and look over at Charlie for a second, noticing her eyes are watering. I sigh and move in front of her and grab a hold of one of her hands with a cuffed one. 

"I give praise to the police officers who have managed to arrest me. But I must say, your families are in great danger from me." I look away from the camera and start to get into the cop car with help from Charlie, making her stop for a second. I start laughing hysterically, making Charlie shake her head with a smile on my face, knowing I'm about to say something stupid probably. "Good job chief. You've captured me." 

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