*Jeff's POV*
I walked with Alex outside for lunch. I think we were the only two people who actually liked sitting out in the cold. We were just about to sit down at a table when her wallet fell out of her pocket. I picked it up for her. In it was a picture of her and another girl. They were holding hands. The girl looked the same age as Alex and so... Familiar.
"Who's this?" I asked.
"That's my sister." She said.
"Well where is she now?"
"She was murdered a year ago." She said. She looked at her feet. She looked like she was about to cry. I scooted closer to her.
"I'm so sorry." I pulled her into a hug. She hugged back.
That's when it hit me. I remember that girl. And I knew exactly who murdered her.. It was me!
Goddammit Jeff you messed up her life! That was her sister! I have to tell her, but what if she never forgives me? She would hate me forever. I'll tell her hen the time is right.
"Well, let's go to class."
*Alex's POV*
Me and Jeff walked to my house to finish our project. Jeff grabbed one of my sketch books and we sat down on my bed.
"You love drawing creepy pastas." He said flipping through my journal.
"Thanks." I said as we both laud down and looked up at the veiling
"Are those glow in the dark stars?" He asked.
"Yahh."
"Can I see what it looks like with the lights off?"
"Sure." I said as I turned off my lamps and laid back down .
It was completely dark and all you could see was the stars. It looked a lot like an actual starry night.
"Wouldn't it be great to just sleep outside looking up at the sky?" Said Jeff.
"Me and my sister would make a tent in the back yard when we were little and open the skylight on the tent and try to count the stars. We got up to 900 then fell asleep. One time she said that every time someone dies they turn into a star."
It was silent for a while. That's when I felt soft lips pressed against mine, I kissed back. His hands sliding up my hips. I ran my fingers through his shaggy hair. I've never really kissed anyone before. But his lips guided me. Slowly, he slipped his tongue in. I scratched his neck and he pulled me in closer. "I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too." I whispered back.
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FanfictionJeff the killer love story! Sorry if its terrible it's my first time writing.