A/N: Hi everybody! Here is the next part. I kind of have a cliffhanger but never fear, the next part has already been written and made it past my beta so I will post it soon! Enjoy!
The rest of the week followed a pattern. Everyday, I would drag myself out of bed and suffer through Jeff's morning torments. I would have the rest of the morning to myself until lunchtime rolled around and everyone started showing up after their killing. Most pastas stayed out until dinner but some, like Slender, were pretty time-efficient and returned in time to make lunch.
Dinner would be a nightmare, as Slendy had permanently set me beside Jeff, but I would persevere, always looking forward to the night.
Every night after the house was asleep, I would creep out of bed, descend to Jeff's room, and try to kill him.
Slenderman caught me every time. The fact that I tried the same tactic every night probably confirmed my insanity, but I was desperate. It wasn't until the last night of the week that I had finally gotten the spark of inspiration I needed to come up with a semi-decent plan.
I was chatting with Zero about nothing in particular after dinner. She was laughing at a joke Puppet had made and I was smirking at the furious look Painter had on his face when Jeff sat down beside me.
"How are you tonight, Jane?" I felt his arm slide around my shoulders and the violent shrugging off of it was more of a habit than actual repulsion from the contact.
"Fuck off, Jeff. I was having a wonderful chat with Zero and I'd rather not have you ruin it." I muttered to him.
Jeff cackled. "Why don't you tell me to fuck off a few more times, Jane? Maybe by doing it more than once in a row you'll get through to me." He slid his arm back around my shoulders. "Come on, try again."
I got up roughly, to much mirth from Jeff and everyone else present. "You know that sometimes you could at least try not to get on my nerves."
"You accuse me falsely!" he declared with a typically devilish grin.
I made a furious noise and left the den. As I climbed the stairs to my room I realized that I had been here a week and Jeff was still alive. It was a depressing thought.
That's when it finally hit me as Jeff's comment lodged itself in my brain and wouldn't go away. Try it more than once in a row.
I knew how to kill Jeff.
I followed my typical pattern that night. I pretended I was asleep until Sally was, then I rose from bed and crept down to where Jeff was sound asleep. As I entered his room, I froze a moment to be sure he wasn't awake. His back was to me but his deep breaths hinted at sleep.
As always, I slipped over to his bedside table and grabbed the knife. I brought it up to stab him and, right on cue, Slenderman yanked the knife from my hand and pulled me from the room.
He seemed more tired than usual. Toby was yawning beside him. I grinned at him and he gave me a mock salute.
Slender sighed. "Jane, do we really have to go through this again?"
I bit my lip holding back a laugh. If only you knew. "Probably. It's not like I'm just going to stop."
Toby's chuckle fades into another yawn. "At least she's honest Slender."
Slender's blank face was exuding a powerful aura of I'm so done with this shit. "Jane, I am asking you to stop this insanity here. You will be able to go out and kill people very soon. I'm sure that someone who has the patience to do this every night can wait for just a short amount of time."

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Two Broken Minds (A Jeff the Killer x Jane the Killer fanfic)
FanficJeff tries to kill the wrong girl and ends up fighting a formidable foe who he might just fall for. The only problem is Jane might not feel the same way...