Dead Rose [JEFF THE KILLER FANFIC]

Chapter Two: Heart Is Beating Fast

Chapter Two: Heart Is Beating Fast

Jeff's POV

I kicked open the door. Finally, someone actually has some sense in their head! Everyone always leave their f*cking doors unlocked. I mean, it makes killings for me easier. But I want a challenge. Something harder. 

I brought my knife out and searched for my next victim. Of course, they'll be upstairs. I just get too insane by the minute! "Who's there?!" a male voice shouted. I laughed insanely as I dashed up the stairs. When he came near the stairs, I quickly kicked. The little pr*ck fell down the stairs and landed on the floor with a thud. Hah! I laughed so hard at that. I jumped from the top stair and landed on his back, snapping him like a twig. Now the others...

I dashed up the stairs again. "Come out and play..." I insanely said. I slowly crept towards a small, old looking door. I opened it and saw a small little girl in there. She had her knees up and she kept crying so hard. That pleasant sight brought a chuckle to me. Her brother was next to her, trying to act like some macho man by protecting her. "I'll make her death nice and easy," I said. His grip on the little brat got tighter, but I ran and stabbed her in the stomach, twisted the knife, pulled it out, and laughed very hard. "P-please don't kill me," the little boy said.

"Too bad. Life's a b*tch, huh?" I said as I crept towards him.

He tried to let out a scream, but I closed his mouth. "Go to sleep..." I said and I stabbed his stomach and heart. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and his body lay lifeless.

That's the sixth family in a row. Six families in one night. But you can't blame me. My lust for blood has grown ever since Violet started dating that d*uchebag. What was his name again? Retard? Oh right, Gerard. God, that little f*cker. Stealing my woman!

You see, it all started when Violet moved into this town. I was just searching for my new victim, when I saw her. And let me tell you, that was the first time I ever saw a face more beautiful than my own face. 

But I kept it a secret. Everytime I went out, I told my friends that I was gonna go kill. That was partially right. The main reason was because I wanted to watch Violet. I didn't want anyone to know. I wanted no one to know that the cold-hearted Jeff the Killer was going soft over a girl. That would be very bad for my reputation. And I might even get teased for it. Now, you might be wondering,"Why not just kill those who tease you?" Well, my friends have been killers longer than I have. So even if I wanted to kill them, I couldn't. They were just better.

Anyways, word got around. Masky, one of my good killer friends, saw me watching Violet and demanded to know the truth. So the word got around and now, they all know. So, one day, I actually thought about telling Violet about how I feel. But that's when the little pr*ck came to town. Gerard. I actually was gonna go kill him, until I noticed that Violet actually seemed...happy with Retard. I told Slender Man about my problem, and he told me something that got me really pissed off. "Maybe Violet is falling for Gerard." I literally threw a tantrum and Slendy had to calm me down by mind-controlling me. That's right. Slendy can mind-control. Then he said something else that saved Retard's life. He said,"If you really love Violet, you would do anything to see her happy. Even if it meant that you can't have her." All I'm gonna say is that Retard is a lucky guy. 

But just because he's dating her does not mean I won't be watching over her. I still don't trust that guy. 

So that's what happened. I, Jeff the Killer, fell for a girl who's in love with someone else.

I jumped out of the window, now knowing the cops were here. Violet might be near the store by now, so I'll just watch her from there. I pulled my white hoodie over my head, once again becoming anonymous. 

I was near the store until something caught my lidless eye. Deep in a f*cking alley, there was a man. He had this old pocket knife. But that's not what got me angry. What got me really pissed off was the fact that he threw my girl on the ground. I quietly chuckled to myself as I pulled down my hoodie and pulled out my silver kitchen knife.

It's f*cking go time.