Love Me, My Murderer (A Jeff the Killer fanfic)

Awaken

Darkness...

Just darkness.

I see nothing else, but then I hear something.

What is that?

It sounds like someone breathing, but who?

I open my eyes slowly and peak at who or whatever is next to me. But I only see a wall.

I turn my head behind me and see him...

Jeff is sitting there fast asleep. In my chair next to my bed.

I look around quickly but soon lay back down when a dull throbbing pains the back of my head. I steal a glance over to the resting body next to me and suddenly. His eyes flutter open and I am caught like a deer in headlights. He saw me looking at him.

Shit.

I panic. I quickly sit up even though I had already tried that moments ago.

But just like that I fall back down...

I scrunch up my face in pain and try to take deep breaths.

Then suddenly something cold and wet is places on my head. And it eases the pain a bit. After a few seconds I slowly open my eyes and see a pair of silver eyes staring intently at me.

"You slept a while..."

There it goes again that voice sending shivers down my spine. I wish he would stop doing that to me but, ever since I met him everything he does leaves me wanting to know him better.

"What happened?" I ask well searching his eyes, looking for anything that might give me a hint to what he wants with me.

"Passed out while I was cleaning the cut on your head." He said nonchalantly.

I just nodded and let him continue to pat my head with the cool damp towel.

"Why did you come here?" I asked. Wow where did that come from I shouldn't ask him that he might get mad what am I doing.

"I came to see you."

Wait what? Why would he come to see me? Does he want to kill me? Wait no, why would he help me if he wanted to kill me?

"You interest me..."