Bailey's p.o.v.
The blood was thick and cold. It was hard telling Jeff the story of my life with the metallic smell filling up my nose. I watch as Jeff's expressions change from sadness to anger when I told him about what my father would do to me late at night. "I gonna kill that mother fucker if it's the last thing I do." Jeff mumbled to himself. "Don't worry about it," I said. "As soon as you kill me, I won't have to deal with the pain and the torture he puts me through everyday." His bright blue eyes stared straight into my green eyes and I was instantly lost. I couldn't think anymore. I couldn't look away from them and I locked onto them like they were the last thing I would see. "I won't kill you and I will never kill you," Jeff said, his voice getting deeper. "You want to know why? It's because your broken and used. You've been tossed around and I so happened to catch you, and I am never letting go. That's what I like about you. I don't know why that sick fuck you call your father would do something like that to you but I promise, from now on, nothing like that will ever happen again." The world around me stopped as I continued to stare into his eyes. That moment didn't last long though. At that very moment, I lost contact with his eyes and made contact with the blood that soon engulfed my entire body.
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My Fallen Angel: A Jeff the Killer Novel
FanfictionJeff has been a lost soul for the past 15 years of his life. Until he runs into Bailey. When Bailey was nine, her mother was brutally murdered and has lived with her father ever since. The killer still hasn't been found but that's not what's worryi...
