Lucy the Seeker ( Jeff the Killer story)

Chapter #4- "Goodnight Mommy..."

Chapter #4- " Goodnight Mommy..."

-Jeff's POV-

I then tackled her to the floor once more, putting my knife to her neck. Tears began rolling down her face again. Her blood and tears mixing together. I felt no guilt at this moment. I wanted her dead, she could've gotten me caught. Then I growled, " GO TO SLEEP."

She began sobbing, and pleading, " Jeff, no no please." I didn't feel bad for her. She was another regular human. Useless.

" Tell me why I shouldn't kill you." I hissed.

" What about earlier today? Was that all nothing?" I could see hurt in her eyes. Why did it matter?

" That doesn't matter anymore. I want you dead." I growled.

" Then just do it! I have nothing for me anyway!" She was screaming at me now, I didn't know what to do. I wanted her dead but, I can't bring myself to do it. Why?

" Shut the fuck up! I'm the one that's going to decide whether I should kill you or not." I hissed at her. She continued to cry, I became extremely annoyed now. So I hit her upside the head with the handle of my knife. Causing her to go unconscious. I couldn't kill her, not now. I got off of her and sat next to her.

I began wiping the hair away from her face, as the sweat and blood stuck to it. I gently ran my fingers along her fresh wounds. I grabbed a wet rag from the kitchen and wiped the blood off of her face and body. And carried her upstairs to my bedroom, and laid her on my bed,covered her, and played with her hair like I did before she ever met me. Why couldn't I kill her? I was still furious at her. She can't leave anymore. But wait. It was only because of the children? Why doesn't she get it that all humans are the same? They take but never give, they are ignorant. And even as children they will grow up the same, I hate doing it myself. But their parents will raise them the wrong way, like everyone else. I know, if I ever get the chance to raise a child, I would raise them the correct way. But as of now, I must kill everyone.

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The next day I woke up next to her, my arms around her again. What was so great about her? Why can't I kill her? I came so close, but I couldn't. Her back was towards mine, I kissed her neck.

" Jeff..." She whispered.

" Y-yeah?" I didn't even notice she was awake.

" Why didn't you kill me?" She shivered.

" That's not important."

" Tell me." she pleaded.

" No."

" Why?"

" Because it's not important."

" You're irritating." She said bluntly.

" Don't push it."

" I hate you..." Her words were choked by her tears. I felt pain travel through my body, what was happening?

" Too bad." I paused, " You're stuck with me whether you like it or not."

" What if I leave?"

" I will find you." I wouldn't let her leave. " You're mine, remember?" She didn't answer.

She stayed silent for a moment, as if she was arguing with herself on what to say.

" What if I don't want to be yours?" She asked. As if I cared.

" You're mine Lucy."

" No." She argued.

" Yes." I argued back.