The sun had already conquered the sky while you sat beside Jeff's dead body. You hadn't stopped crying the whole time and you decided that it wasn't safe for you to be out at day time. You had to look for a place that would be safe for you.
You got up and tried to carry Jeff with you. He was very heavy and you struggled bringing him with you but you couldn't bear the thought of leaving him lying there alone, even though he was dead.
You had to stop and place him on the ground every once in a while. It was difficult but you would do anything for Jeff, even in death.
Now, where should you go? A huge forest surrounded the lake and it wasn't safe to stay just anywhere. Was it possible to find shelter here? There must be an abandoned building or house somewhere near by. You had to keep looking.
After hours of searching you finally found something that looked like an abandoned factory.
"Let's stay here, Jeff." You told him as you made your way towards it, struggling against his dead weight.
You reached a small room inside the factory that you thought looked safe. It looked like it used be some sort of office. There was an old dusty computer on the desk that no one had touched for years now.
This was a place where you could rest peacefully with Jeff. There was something in the corner of the room that looked like a mat and you spread on the floor and laid Jeff on it. You snuggled up to him, covering the both of you in a blanket.
"Let's stay together, Jeff." You gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Your sanity had quiet snapped and you talked to Jeff as if he were still alive. That was mostly because you refused to accept the fact that he was dead.
You cuddled with his cold body in attempt to warm him but the cold only transferred to you as well.
"It's really cold, isn't it Jeff? I'll go get some wood to make fire. You stay here, okay?"
He wouldn't hear you but you spoke with him like he still lived anyways. It was somehow comforting you. You gave him a kiss on the forehead grabbed his knife and the gun you had taken. You said your goodbyes to Jeff and left.
There was plenty of wood in the forest but the problem was just how to make fire. Maybe if you went by the lake again, you might be lucky to find matches or a lighter since people often threw their trash in it.
Maybe you wouldn't be so lucky but it was worth a try.
You made your way the forest. Normally it would have been scary and awesome at the same time, but right now, everything was depressing and frustrating. Even the birds' chirping pissed you off. You snarled and it made them shut silent.
You reached the lake as you heard noises coming from nearby. You hid behind a tree to see who was there. There, on the spot where you had woken up and realized Jeff was dead, were a handful of cops investigating. A few meters away from them in the water was a motorboat that obviously belonged to them.
They were discussing something and one of them was holding a small plastic bag that assumingly contained evidence of your presence on that very spot. They shouted something incomprehensible into their walkie-talkies and nodded towards each other. They went on the motorboat and left. Of course, even though one of you was dead, they would still pester you by searching for you.
You felt anger flush through your veins. You would get revenge, that was sure.
Confident they wouldn't see you, you jumped into the water and swam after the motorboat. There was something in you that fueled you. It was perhaps Jeff's death that made you feel so invulnerable and powerful.
You swam so fast, it seemed inhuman and you were sure you would make it to the motorboat soon enough.
Where were they going, you wondered. Well, not like it mattered anyway, they would all die. You sped up the movement of your strokes and dove under the surface so they would not notice you coming.
Your eyes were fixated on the white motorboat and only a meter more you would be able to to get on it.
You pounced from underneath the water and your hands caught the edge of the boat, making it tilt because of your weight and motion.
"Woah what the fuck!" The cops exclaimed, surprised by the rapid disturbance of the boat.
You quickly climbed on board and stabbed the nearest cop in the throat. You then began to stab the remaining policemen.
"Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you and you! FUCK ALL OF YOU!"
You gutted their bodies using Jeff's knife violently. it was their fault you had fallen off the bridge and now they would pay with their own blood. But even their lives could not bring back Jeff. God this was all so fucking frustrating!
You threw their bodies off the boat and watch them float away. You were about to approach the last body when you realized he was still alive.
"P...please... don't kill me..."
"FUCK YOU!"
You screamed and shot his face, proceeding to dump him in the water.
How could they ask for mercy when they didn't even show mercy towards you? Jeff was dead and yet they continued searching for you to arrest you as if dying from falling form a hundred meter bridge wasn't enough.
You jumped back in the water, and swam back towards the forest. Your killing urge wasn't satisfied but you had more important things to worry about. You had to find a way to light up fire to keep Jeff from feeling cold.
Also, you had to protect Jeff. You had to make sure his body as safe and no cops could find him. You couldn't let them fumble on him and or bury him beneath cement. No, he was there where he belonged- there with you. No where else.
You run as fast as you could back to the abandoned factory. You didn't want to leave Jeff alone any second longer. He was perhaps missing you already. Oh and if you could only tell him how you violently killed a bunch of cops...
You reached the factory and climbed up the wall until you made it to the room Jeff was in. He still laid there, covered in a blanket.
"I'm back, my love."
You gave him a kiss on the cheek and placed the wood on the ground. You found a special stone with what you believed you could create fire. After rubbing it for some time it it finally gave off fire and you transferred the fire on the wood.
"Now it will be warmer for us."
You moved Jeff's body a little closer to the fire so he would feel a little warmer. You cuddled with him as you watched the flames giving off sparks.
Your mind was half aware he was dead, and half of it was denying that fact. Right in this moment you were still in denial and you craved to make love to him. You proceeded to take off his clothes.
"I love you, Jeff"
You took his member in your mouth. It was hard and cold, cold like everything else. Perhaps he would magically wake up to the sensation. You sucked and sucked but no reaction came from him and you decided to mount him.
His member only filled your womanhood with freezing ice, and you shivered at his touch, and again reality hit you as you realized he could not feel what you were doing to him.
Tears developed in your eyes once again and you started sobbing. Even though his body was right there with you, you had still been alone all along.
You dressed yourself and Jeff and hugged him as tears streamed down your cheeks. You were obviously losing it.
"I'm sorry, Jeff...."
After some time you dozed off.
