Theres two sides to every story (jeff the killer love story)

Chapter 2

hey...sup...sooo..I still suck..whoops. lol anyway im going to try to keep writing.

Btw guys I totally love Damon Fizzy. hes a total inspiration to me.

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"Cate, your bus is going to be here soon."

I looked at my mother. Her eyes had a look...like she thought I was crazy. I nervously tugged my jacket sleeve down and nodded. I really don't think I would be able to talk right now. I just need music and alone time.

"Bye mom.."   I managed to say and walked I walked up the stairs to my bedroom. I'll admit that I have a dark room. The walls are a dark purple, but it doesn't really matter because their covered by posters of Sleeping With Sirens and Pierce The Veil.

I walked into the room and looked at my bed. Laying on top of the dark black covers was my phone. As I walked over to get it I felt a small breeze that made me shiver, but not because I was cold. My bedroom window was open, and there was half of a fingerprint, standing out because it was a bloody fingerprint. Blood was so very triggering. I think I'll just stare at it a little longer...

"CATE! YOUR BUS!"

Damn it mother! I sighed and picked up my phone along with it's earbuds. Walking out of my room and down the stairs as fast as I could, I ran out to the bus stop. Just like always, Keith, Brad, and Damon, Damon being the leader of the group, were outside.

I tried to keep my head low as I walked over to them, but just like always, Damon saw me. He smiled, but I guess it was more of a smirk. I just put my earbuds in and started to play Sleeping With Sirens, hoping that if I left them alone they would do the same to me. Of course I had no such luck.

"Oh," Damon said as he walked over to me, "You listening to that stupid emo music again? You little emo bitch."

He laughed and his little followers did the same. I knew they wanted a reaction, a reason to fight me, and I'm sorry to say that I gave it to them. being as stupid as I am, I spat on Damon's shoes and flipped all of them off. I never like to back down from a fight. That means I lost, and I hate losing.

Damon looked like he had been slapped. his surprised face soon turned to one of anger and rage. I hate to say this, but Damon isn't ugly. He has long brown hair and green eyes, but he's still an asshole.

"You. Little. Bitch." he growled at me. That's it. He's asking for a challenge, and I'm sure as hell not backing down. Working up the sweetest sugar coated voice I could manage, I retorted:

"What's wrong Damon? Aren't you going to hit me?" And I smiled at him. His face turned red for a second, probably from rage, and he punched me in the face, laughing as I fell to the ground.

"You asked for it emo. You like pain anyway though, so I guess it won't matter." He smiled and kicked me in the chest, causing me to cough up blood.

There was a slight rustling sound from the bush next to me, but I might have imagined it because of my current face.

"Pray you don't wake up" Damon was standing over me, and punched me once more, causing everything to go black.

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I know this is boring, but jeff will come in the next chappie (: