Until We Go To Sleep (Jeff the Killer)

Chapter Eight

Chapter eight

••May 2, 2013

Smile went to bed pretty early last night. So I took my opportunity to do what I please. Last night, I disposed of all my old razor blades in a bag into a dumpster. I bought a few packs of 4-pc razors a few days ago and opened one up. I took the razors apart and stashed some away in my bottom drawer, while using two. I'm lucky this month is pretty cold, so I can still wear sleeves and pants. I sat in the bathroom for maybe an hour and a half just gauzing my arms and legs. It's so uncomfortable to sleep with that shit on, I didn't go to bed until 3:00am. I couldn't stop texting Brittany. I needed her right then. I took all my anger and frustration out on myself, it wouldn't stop bleeding. I was a little scared that I might have died. I got really light headed. First I cut my legs, from the knee up. I ended up fitting

15 -20 sets of 5 tally marks on each thigh. It's the usual. I wrapped up my legs but wanted more. I started cutting up and across my arms and wrists. There was a good amount of blood. I usually just wipe it off, but I just wanted to well.... Taste it. So I did. It wasn't what I thought. I tasted blood before coming from my mouth, but never from my wrists. The taste was odd. Very odd. I'm not sure why I did it, but I did. I just... I did it. ••

I looked up from the journal and played with the gauze on my legs. And I hadn't even noticed who was standing in the door way.

Oh god. Smile seen it.

He slowly walked in as I scurried for a blanket.

"O-um.... Uh.... I caught you at a bad time, I see." He turned away and walked out.

Damn it. God fucking damn it. I cannot believe I let him find out. I hate myself so much right now.

I called Brittany.

Riiiiing

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Riiiiiing

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Riiiiiing

..."Hello?"

It was her. I started crying.

"Oh my god Brittany! Why didn't you pick up? Or answer the door??"

She cleared her throat." Because..."

"What? Why? Brit is something wrong?"

"I've been harboring your little drunken fighter."

What?

"W-what? What the.. What the fuuuuck? The fuck are you..? Oh fuck. FUCKFUCKSHITFUCK." I said as I was jumping off the bed and putting on a pair of flip flops.

"I'll be right back Smile."

He ran out the door with me anyway. He really doesn't like being alone...

Still on the phone, I ran to her street asking her questions.

"How long has he been there?"

"He came over April 27 I think. He just broke in at night and sat at the end of my bed. Talk about fucking creepy.I thought I was dreaming so I went to feel his skin and he bit my damn finger. I was freaking out, I was going to call you and tell you. Anyway, I think you should come get him." She sounded annoyed.

"YOU DONT HEAR ME PANTING MY ASS OFF

I MEAN IM SPRINTING BRITTANY IM ONLY HUMAN THERE'S ONLY SO MUCH I CAN DO AND IT'S ONLY 9:24 IN THE MORNING AN-"

Brittany cut me off.

"Shut the fuck up and get over here." *click*

She hung up on me.