Please,won't you let me go? (Jeff the killer x Reader)

Chapter 36- He's still there

"I'm... I'm Damaged H." you finally replied as you shook his hand once more and let go. Both of you stared at eachother for a minute or so,nobody said a word. As you stared at him,from the corner of your eye you saw something shinny reflecting from the light. Your knife.

Smiling widely,you kicked the killer in the stomach,making him fall to the ground as you rushed towards your knife. Just one step away from reaching your weapon,you feel something grab your leg and trip. Grunting,you immediately try to stand up but failed as something was still holding on to your leg. Glancing behind you,you see Jeff grabbing onto your leg,smiling widely as his elbow rests on the floor and his hand on his chin. Suddenly he stands up holding onto your leg as you feel yourself being dragged. Trying to hold on onto something,your leg falls hard against the ground. A small yelp escaped your mouth until you were suddenly flipped over,facing the ceiling.

Your eyes widen once a sharp object was pointing straight at your nose and a knee pressed against your stomach.

"After letting you live and helping your wounds ,THIS is how you thank me? Wow,you sure know how to say thanks." he said sarcastically.

"I never ment to say thanks." You replied bitterly.

"Rude much?" he chuckled as he stood up and allowing you to stand up yourself. Carefully standing up,you watched him closely. Taking a step back,you successfully grabbed your knife and placed it onto your belt. Glancing around,your eyes meet with a door. Tensing up,you hear a chuckle.

"Don't even think about it."

Well,there goes your chance of escaping. Gone.

Sighing,you leaned against the wall,"What do you want from me?" you asked. Jeff only shoved his hands inside his hoodie and shrugged. He was questioning himself. Why did he chose to help her? Why didn't he kill her? Was it cause Y/N reminded him of her? Or was it something else? Jeff had to be honest,this girl actually looked like Y/N. Same eyes,the eyes, her eyes. But yet so different at the same time. How was that possible? Was his head playing tricks on him? If it was,it's not really funny.

"So,Damaged H. is it?" he said outloud and stared at you as she nodded. "What's your real name,though?" Jeff asked.

You looked down at the ground, "I... I don't remember..." you muttered but he obviously didn't catch. As you looked up,your e/c eyes met with dark blue ones,making you jump alittle.

"What?"

"I don't know. " you admitted as you closed your eyes and fell to the ground sitting. Bringing your knees up to your chest,you hugged them as your chin rested against your knee. Letting out a small sigh,you buried your face in-between your knees and chest.

Jeff took a step back and analyzed the girl. She didn't know her name. She's a killer,but definitely not human. She would've died by blood loss due to being shot in the arm. Her wounds healed easily but still took a while. Maybe she's one of them? No,he couldn't just jump into conclusions. But it seemed mostly,she's not human.

Jeff ruffled his hair as he thought to himself, until an idea popped into his head. It seemed risky but it could be worth a shot, right? His thoughts were broken by a small,faint cry. Turning his gaze towards you,he noticed you sobbing to yourself.

"No.... No...... Just...stop...." You mumbled along with a sob and looked up at the ceiling as tears rolled down your eyes,"Why can't I remember anything..? Why did I become this?... Who are those people?... What does he want from me?!!" You cried out as you stood up and rushed towards the door. A hand grabs you from behind as Jeff tries to stop you but your instincts kicked in. Literally.