The Killer In Me (Jeff the Killer) COMPLETED

Chapter Fifteen

I jolted awake to the sound of a door slamming. I looked at the time and notice it's only 8pm.

Masky said they wouldn't be back until after 10. This has me worried.

Maybe someone decided to come home early.

My door was slightly cracked open and I could hear loud thumping footsteps on the stairs. The person stepped onto the landing where my room was and another door could be heard opening from down the hall.

Smile's ears perked up and he jumped off the bed, scurrying towards the door with his tail wagging.

Footsteps were heard going back down the stairs. I grabbed the knife I had stashed in my dresser and tiptoed towards the door.

Let's just say I was a little paranoid when I first came here so I stole a knife for safe keeping. Well, more like borrowed.

I followed the dark figure as they stumbled into the kitchen, being careful to not make a sound.

The figure disappeared into the kitchen and I readied my knife, turning the corner. The strange figure had their head in the fridge, rummaging through it.

The person then stood up straight with an apple in their hands, turning towards me and stopping dead in their tracks. I dropped the knife and screamed, attempting to run to my room.

Before I could even move, my body was slammed into the wall, my arms pinned by my side and a pale, leathery hand was placed across my mouth.

Tears were filling my eyes as I was staring into my attackers eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jeff hissed. I let the tears fall and he uncovered my mouth.

"I-I live h-here." I stuttered.

He looked confused at first but then a grin creeped onto his lips.

He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Not for much longer." His voice sent shivers down my spine.

I noticed him reaching for his knife in his hoodie pocket. I tried to scream but his hand covered my mouth quickly.

"Now, now. I'm only doing you a favour." He said softly. "I'm going to make you beautiful, just like I did to your mother. Now go to sleep."

A familiar feeling welled up inside of me as he mentioned my mother.

Realising that his grip on my arms has loosened, I punched him hard in the gut and kneed him in his crotch. He grunted and bent over, holding his manhood.

"Bitch." He growled, lunging at me from across the kitchen.

I gasped and dodged, running for the living room. Once again, my body was thrown into the wall of the hallway, leaving a small indent.

I screeched in pain as the blade of Jeff's knife pierced my shoulder. He removed his knife and stabbed it into my right arm, skimming the bone. I screamed in pain again as he laughed maniacally.

The front door burst open and EJ ran in, followed by Toby.

"Get the fuck off of her!" EJ defended, immediately grabbing Jeff and slamming him into the ground and holding him down.

Toby ran to my side and held the hilt of the knife lodged into my arm.

"This is going to hurt a lot." He says. I nod and scream as he slowly pulls the blade out of my arm. I hiss in pain as he begins putting pressure on both of my wounds.