true insanity (jeff the killer love story.)

chapter 3

I woke up in a well lit white room. I look around groggily my vision blurred by the brightness. I try sitting up,to find out I'm strapped to the table by my wrists and ankles. I close my eyes "you can get yourself out of this katie, think." I whisper to myself. I examine the room. no windows. just two doors. and a drain on the concrete floor. "great!" I whisper/yell at myself.

I lay my head down on the flat surface beneath me. shivering at the coolness of the room. just as I shut my eyes I hear footsteps my eyes shoot open to see a boy no older than me at the foot of the table. just staring at me.

eventually he's been staring for nearly 15 minutes. "Well?" I ask in a pissed tone. "Well what?!" he replies sarcastically. "You keep looking at me!" I spat harshly. I watch as his eyes widen at my reaction. "You better have a damn good excuse for kidnapping me,holding me hostage,and possibly planning to kill me!" I yell at him knowing he can see the anger in my eyes. "Wow....your smart to be simple southern girl." he says smiling. that's when I realize,he's Jeff the killer. "for a southern girl?" I ask offended. "were not dumb people you know, were smarter than you and the rest of the united states thinks."

he laughs. " I guess your right ." I roll my eyes at him. "what do you want from me Jeff? " I say not even caring if he kills me or not. "you know who I am? and your still bitchy with me? wow! your courage just might get you killed! don't you realize that?" he mocks. " Oh, I'm scared!" I say dramatically. he calmly walks over to one door opening it to reveal bodies hanging by chains from the ceiling. I watch as ones guts spill out. I start gagging at the sight of it, not to mention the smell of decaying flesh. " you could very easily join them." he says laughing mockingly. I snarl at him. " you're sick.". " you find it sick, I find it enjoyable to see the life drain from my victims eyes. Plus how they beg, 'Oh please don't kill me! no! pathetic people really." he explains. I shake my head. he starts walking towards me to stand over my restrained body. " But you.... you're not begging for you life. why?" he asks running the end of his fingers on my jaw line. " you don't frighten me." I say looking into his cold eyes. he stands there in awe. looking at me in surprise.

"Tell me something, Katie, do you think I'm beautiful? " he says moving down to my level. and I couldn't lie. he had a nice body. and not bad looking facial features. " Yea. as beautiful as anything I've ever seen." he looks taken by surprise. " you're not lying. are you?" he tilts his head. "nope." I reply calmly. he stands up. "your the first to say that" he looks at me seemingly less psychotic.

"so?" I ask. " So.... I just my keep you around longer before I kill you." he says smirking. " I might do it quickly instead of torturing you." " Oh that's reassuring. " I say sarcastically.