The Innocent Killer of Love (Jeff the Killer Romance)

Jeff's Story-Chap. 5

Jeff's (P.O.V.) "That I'm what, a killer? Tess, I know it's not a good thing to be, but whenever I kill those enemies out there, I get this feeling of accomplishment. Especially those bullies. It's like I've done something good for people. And the slaughter of those men and women, I feel lust and happiness. Something overcomes me and I can't control it. I wasn't always like this Tess..." I paused go a mlment, thinking of the right words to start with.

"The overwhelming feeling came to me when I was 13 and someone started bullying Liu, because they thought he was gay. Tess, I swear, these bullies were like rated R violent. These were the type that will have the kid bleeding to death after a fight. One day, the mother of one of the bullies invited me and Liu to their birthday party. Randy. I guess he was the leader of that bully pact. I despise him with all my heart. And so our mothers, not knowing of our hatred, agreed to the invitation and went on to life. I was pissed at my mom because she didn't even ask me or Liu if we wanted to go. I fought and fought her to not let us go that Saturday for his stupid birthday party. But I didn't win and she wouldn't listen. She thought we needed to go out and have fun. Needed to socialize. That's a stupid word. Anyway, so when we get to the party, it was about an hour and half later when I realized that Liu was gone. See these bullies were actually Liu's age at the time. 17. I walked around, looking for him. I asked Randy's parents politely if they've seen him gone anywhere. The man said, 'Oh I saw him and Randy with a few other boys go out into the woods.' I freaked out. I ran to the forest as fast as I could and found them. Pounding my brother with blood all over his face. Than, Tess, that overwhelming feeling struck me for the first time, that first day. They were hurting my only brother, whom I love so much. Now, all I wanted to do was kill them. And I almost did. I punched, kicked each and everyone to the core of their being, until randy was left standing. Liu was screaming at me to stop. But I didn't want too, it was fun for me. I don't know how Randy, this chubby red her kid, could fight against me at the time. I was very strong for my age and very quick because I was smaller than anyone else. I think I was a premature baby. But I definitely outgrew that. Randy was paralyzed with fear. I could tell it in his face. I punched his face over and over until blood streamed out. Than I stopped and realized the whole party of people was behind me, watching with fearful eyes. I stopped after a few moments, held my breathe, and ran for my life. Liu shouted after me but I ignored him. I tend do that a lot. Whenever I go running and people call after me, I just keep going. I don't let anybody stop me. But about two weeks of my parents non stop lecturing, I promise, they love me, they were just tough and sometimes ignorant. But I still love them. After those two weeks, Randy secretly invited me to his barn next to his house. To fight and see who could win. Alright I thought. I was really a stupid 13 year old boy. When I came to the abandoned barn, no one was there. But I started to smell smoke. I turned around to see the haystack growing with fire. I screamed for help and tried to open the closed door. But they wouldn't open, Tess... Randy was obviously the cause of this. This was his revenge. When my parents came to my rescue, I had to be sent to the hospital. I was burned badly. They had my face covered with bandages for a while. But before I was sent home, they took it off for me and it revealed something horrifying. My skin was bleached white. And my eyes were suddenly pitch black with black circles around. Once I looked in that mirror, I knew that was it. I'm Jeff the Killer I asked my mother if I was beautiful or not. She just stood there and slowly nodded, while I sat on the ground giggling. I went insane, Tess. I was so mentally sick and I still am. One night, I decided to take one my dad's sharpest cooking knives and cut my mouth into a joker smile. I liked it even more. But that night, I killed my parents. I loved that knife but I guessed I loved it than more than my parents. But I disappeared into the darkness, that night. Leaving Liu alone. I was too quick to be caught. And I regret SO MUCH. EVERYTHING, Tess. And I despise myself for everything. I cannot love myself for what I did. But I know I couldn't control it. But I'm glad to know that Liu has a big enough of a heart to love me. I'm just fearful of how you and Chloe will think. You see, Tess, behind this tough shell of mine, I'm really afraid of many things. And I do have a soft heart. But I'm not normal and I'm mentally sick. But I don't think I can ever control this feeling." I let out a shaky breathe and covered my face with shame. Tess removed my hands and gently kissed me. I kissed back but she stopped and I wanted more. "Why did you stop?" I laughed quietly. She smiled. "Good job, Jeff. I'm proud of you telling me that. But why couldn't you tell me on that night, 8 years ago?" She narrowed her eyes. "Because I was more paranoid than now. But there's more of a reason why I left. You know that old castle about two miles from Gompers Forest? Well I live there with about 20 other people who come and go and who do the same thing as I do. I guess we're a pact or cult you could say. But I don't care. We all fight each other and have many ups and downs. But at the end of the day, we know we've done good things and actually care for one another. But we don't say in front of each other like some girls do. It's mostly a male dominate house. There's only..." I had to count my fingers. "Yeah, only 3 girls. But, I just don't know if they'll accept you. But now that I think about, I can always kill them if they don't like you." I grinned cruelly and Tess just stared at me like I was crazy. And I am... "I'm just kidding, Tess. I'm positive that they'll love you. They can be a bit much sometimes. But I promise." I pulled her in closely. Happy that she has accepted me. "And... do you remember if you fell or had someone slam your head against that stump, Tess?" I continued. "It felt like someone did it. And wait, that castle? Cruel Hook's Castle?" She asked. "What do you call it?" I laughed at the name. She blushed and explained. "When me and Chloe were Freshman's at Lowville High, we used to walk by it every Tuesday after school. We thought it was good exercise for us. And so we came up with the name randomly and thought it was funny. I guess the castle looks cruel and evil, and the door looks like a hook." She giggled and I never thought of the door looking like that. But she was right. It really does resemble a hook, the more I think about it. After that, I decided to lie next to her and asked if she had an idea who could've caused her comma. "I have no idea, Jeff. But it's over now. And I'm trying to enjoy every moment." I gently held her because if I held any tighter, I could break her. She was so fragile. I cried into her neck. Her long hair covered my face now. "There has to be a cure for this." I whispered. "I know, Jeff. I know... But there's not." She said as she stroked my hair. She kissed my forehead and we both fell asleep. "Um... Wait Jeff." I looked up at her. "What's wrong?" I asked, suddenly worried for no reason. "If you said you had cut your face, where is the scars and the cut? Why... I hope this doesn't sound mean, but why do you look normal? And how does that scare the enemies out there now?" I just simply grinned. "Well, when I was 13 and out of control with my killings, this was in a small town of Oklahoma. But an older woman, about in her early 60's took me into her small, Spanish styled home. Her name was Maria Wilson. She said she was half Spanish and American. She was such a kind woman, like a Saint, Tess. I told her my story and she was not one bit scared. She said she grew up in Guatemala and said there was many children like me. She also wanted me because she could never give birth. It was sad... But her mother was a surgeon and so one day, Maria decided to fix my face as best as she could. Slow and precise. She was amazing with the tools, but it was painful. She had no medicine. But I sucked it up and tried my best to stay calm during the process. When she was done, I looked completely different. I looked... handsome. Well she said that but I didn't know what to think. My skin was still bleached looking. And she wanted me to dress modern and nice. Black skinny jeans, black v-neck, black combat boots AND my white hoodie. Black was her favorite color. She said my hair was too long but I objected for her to cut it. So she said a cut or a beanie. The woman acted like she was still a teenager. But I agreed to wear the beanie. I hated it but it was better than a haircut. After my little makeover, Maria said I looked like a model. But my feelings to kill was still overwhelming. I tried my best not to kill her. So that was when her husband came into the picture, Mr. Wilson. I still call him Mr. Wilson to this day. They were both saints. He was such an awesome guy and I could still smell his cigars and peppermint tobacco. He would tell me scary stories every night and I was fascinated. But he was a fantastic karate teacher when he was younger. So he trained me to control, to not splurge on killing and taught me many moves that I still know today. And Maria would homeschool me and it was no biggie. I was very smart. I love logical things. But writing is my favorite. So when I turned 18, she said I was ready to go out into the world. She said 'Fight those enemies for me, Jeffry.' I both gave them a hug. But before I left, she gave me a piece of paper that said "Go to Lowville High in Massachusetts for your last year of high school. You're a smart boy." I held back my tears and whispered. "If she never gave me that tiny, piece of paper, I would've never met you, Tess."