Jeff x Reader

Chapter 16

You had already guessed what he wanted to tell you. It was obvious.

He took a deep breath and looked at the newspaper in your hands, at the table; anywhere but you.

'It's not a coincidence that I have all of these newspapers. The killer in all of those is me. I'm sorry, I should've told you before.'

You made a small noise, which even made you question what it was.

'I am so sorry baby. I should've told you before.'

He gently took your hands in his and looked you in the eyes. His own were soft, the blue becoming soft. He started to tear up.

'Don't'. Your voice broke as you spoke.

He let go of your hands and sat back in his chair. You knew all of this before, but it was much more intense now that he actually told you.

'You said that I'm here so that you can protect me. How the fuck can being kidnapped and fucked by a serial killer be protecting me. AND WHAT ABOUT MY PARENTS? WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU TELL MY PARENTS?'

He sat and watched you as you shouted at him, looking down and shaking his head when you had finished. He was ashamed.

You stood up and left the room.

You could still run away. You could go to someone, or phone the police. They could take you back home and get this fucker locked up. The bastard said he was protecting you. He's probably only brought you here as a sex toy; he's fucked up enough to do that. He'll probably kill you now that you said no to him. That could've been his plan...

You walked up to the bedroom, too tired from thinking and being spanked to do anything. You locked the door and just lead on the bed, staring out onto the outside. You were cold, but you guessed it was sunny judged on the small amount of sunlight breaking through the grays of the street, and the dirt covering the window.

Great protection you got here.