Jeff the Killer romance

Jeff The Killer Romance Chapter 23

Hey guys, I'm so sorry about the last time I posted a chapter 23. With my girlfriend, friends, and fans telling me that the hate to see the series go, I have decided to continue my work on this. So this chapter is dedicated to my girlfriend. I love you baby. Enjoy the NEW chapter 23. A "little" surprise is waiting. Be prepared to see a little bit more of the older, more deadly side of Jeff in the next few chapters.

 "So who the hell is this Cw chick you brought home?" Jane asked, with a little bit of an attitude. "She was just someone I met at the bar. She's a Creepypasta Jane, but that's it. You know you're the only one I love." She didn't look satisfied what my answer. Oh well. I know one thing that always cheers her up.

 "Hey baby" I said. "Yeah?" She replied. "Y.O.L.O.!!" I slapped her ass and ran off to grab a spatula to spank her again. She knew what was coming and had grabbed a knife out of the kitchen drawer.

 "Oh that's how we're playing to night huh?" I said as I pulled out my own knife. I ran toward her and used Slender step to appear behind her and spank her then appear in front of her and take the knife out of her hand.

 "Not fair Jeff!!!" She cried. "All's fair in love and war, baby." I said turning back to making dinner. We both had a smile on our face again. 

"I love you, Jane." I said. "I love you too, Jeff." We worked quietly with a smile on our faces and the food starting to cook to the point of making the kitchen smell so good. I wasn't really sure what we were making any more but it smells amazing and anything that smells that good must taste good.

Soon after we had finished prep-work, we put what ever the hell we had made into the oven. I think we made something like pizza in a bun or something. It was weird, but it smelled really good so I don't think anything will go wrong. Jane and I walked into the living room where Ben, Sally, Slend, Ms. P., CW, Smile, and Grinny were all taking turns playing Halo Reach. 

"Hey guys, foods in the oven and should be done in about 15." I said. "Ben, Sally, do you guys mind setting the table for... two.... four.... Seven people?" 

"Seven people? No problem Jeffy!" Sally said. She had muttered something under her breath and the tablecloth flew to it and landed perfectly. Then plates started to fly everywhere landing at each place there was a chair. Soon cups and silverware started to pixelate onto the table next to the plates. And then a big metal serving tray appeared in the middle of the table with some flowers. It was different from the way Ben and Sally had made their stuff appear. I don't think CW did it. It felt more like Slender-step. 

"Slend, did you do the center of the table?" I asked. She noded in reply. 

Jane winced in pain for a second. I looked at her belly, a little scared as to what happened. She looked back at me and smiled. "He kicked Jeff." She said with tears in her eyes. "He finally kicked. This is the first time."

My eyes widened. My son just kicked... 

"I... I'll be back." I said, slightly shocked. I walked up stairs and went to Jane and my room. I walked to the drawer next to my side of the bed and opened it. I pulled out my bottle of Jack Daniels. I unscrewed the top and took a big swig. I pulled the bottle away to breath. My heart was racing. Am I seriously about to be a father in a few months? Will i be able to handle that? I'm a Killer. I am not sure if I am going to be able to raise my own child. I can't tell Jane. She would hate for to hear this. 

I walked over to the window and opened it. I took a deep breath. It smelled like rain. Jane walked in at that time. 

"Jeff, are you ok?" She asked.

"I don't know if I can do this Jane." I replied. "My heart is racing, I can't breath, and I've started drinking again." 

I held up the now half empty bottle of Jack Daniel's for her to see. She giggled. I don't know why.

"Jeff, I know how you feel. I'm scared too, but I know that I can make it using your help." She seemed so sure when she said that. I just simply frowned and looked away, not wanting her to see my scared mouth make such a sad expression.

"Jeff..." She said as she walked up and wrapped her arms around me. "I love you." 

I smiled. "I love you too, Jane."

She kissed my cheek and then said that she would be down stairs getting dinner served. I stayed up for a while in our room, finishing off the bottle of Jack Daniels. I could hear the laughter and joy of every one talking and eating dinner. I kept looking out the window I had opened. I felt my pocket and realized that my knife was still there. I took my black hoodie off and put my old white hoodie on. It smelled of blood and iron. Probably because I killed people with this hoodie on and my knife was always in the pocket. 

I jumped out the window and landed, a little wobbly but landed. After correcting my self from the jump, I started to sprint down the street toward the nearest city. The news had calmed down for a while since the last time I killed someone, I think it's time that changed. 

I let my body change into it's full form and just let my mind go. Soon I was outside of my body and watched as my entire being below murdered just about anything it came into contact with. I really need to find a way to control that power. Family after family died in just a few short minutes. One house set fire because the people inside were smoking weed and was using a blowtorch as a lighter. I drew my spirit back into my body and regained control quickly. After changing back to normal, about an hour later, I used Slender-step and appeared at my house again. 

I climbed through the window again and tried my best to clean up the blood on my cloths and knife. Unfortunately I didn't notice Jane sitting on the bed scowling at me.

"Did I miss dinner?" I asked.

"I don't know, you tell me." She replied. I could tell that she was mad.

"I'm sorry Jane, I really just needed to clear my head." She rolled her eyes.

"Jeff, you have to make a choice. Me and your son, or killing everyone again?" 

She damn sure made it hard to choose.

"Wait, Jane, you were a killer too." I said a little defensively.

"Jeff, I was a killer just so I could get stronger and be able to kill you, but instead I have done something worse to you. I became your wife. Now answer the question." She said unusually calm.

"I... I choose you and my son." I had said, finally breaking down. She saw the tears going down my face and knew that she had made me do something extremely hard.