Remembering Things

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Ben's pov:

This was torture. I knew his name. I knew his face. I knew his room. Why could I not remember him. Who is this Jeff guy anyway. Is he a new creepypasta. He can't be a new pasta, because he has a real knife, just like I got my real sword.

Questions in my head would not settle. Who was jeff. What was he to me. The more I tryed to remember the more questions became un-answered. Jeff must be a good killer, I mean that hoodie he always wears is covered in blood. It makes him stand out, he does look cute wearing all that blood I must admit.

Wait what am I saying no he doesent. I dont even know the guy. So why do I feel attracted slightly to him. Stop it ben you don't know jeff, so stop acting like like you have known him for ages. Im confused.

I think im going to go for a shower to clear me head. I really hate cold water because I dont really know why I guess I just do. I cant remember dying and becoming a pasta. It must have happed a long time ago. All I remember is waking up in this house and being a pasta.

I wondered down the corridor to the bathroom, I pushed the door open. Jeff was in there ... naked. Jeff looked up and saw me. "GOD DAMN IT BEN WHY DIDN'T YOU KNOCK" Jeff shouted in embarrassement. His face blushed a deep red colour. Jeff turned around and tied his towel around his waist. He ran his hands though his hair making water droplets fall on his back.

God dam Jeff looks so hot right now. "N..nice b...body" I stuttered. Wait what I don't stutter. I only stutter when im nervous or around people I like. "Stop looking at me" Jeff said angrily as he pushed me a side. Jeff walked down the corridor and mumbled something. I made out "why did he stand there staring" I roled my eyes and begain to think again.

''Why did he stand there staring'' Jeffs words played in my head as I begain to answer his question. I stood there staring at him because I didn't know what to do. I was in shock I didn't expect to see anyone in there. But what if Jeff hates me. He did sound rather mad when he walked past. Out of all the people I had to see naked it had to be Jeff.

EJ came up behind me. "Want to come killing" I shook my head and EJ left me alone. I stood there like I saw I ghost I didn't feel well. Masky came out of his bedroom door seeing my face as white as his mask worried him.

"Ben are you ok you look extremely pale" I nodded "yeah im fine"I lied I was not fine. Masky looked at me dead in the eyes "Ben are you sure your ok" I smiled weekly "yeah im su..." before I could finnish what I was saying I had hit the floor.

"Ben...Ben" I hurd Masky say. Everything went blurry I couldent see or hear a thing.



Is Ben ok...will Jeff stay mad...will Ben ever remember Jeff fully... stay tuned to fined out more...

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