The ally

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A/N: uhhh I'm his side kick (lol) Miss. Misunderstood. I'm crazier than him and the daughter of a abuser(story character not real life) and that's what he looks like in my story------------------------
Jeff's pov
I start to sigh " well missy you ready?" I look at the tall brunette with scarlet eyes "what? OH YEAH I'M READY! Jeffy boy!" She was obviously flustered. That crooked smile and sharp teeth. (A/n: I look like him but with no scares and boobs lol and those other features I stated) 'damn she's cute' Wait what am I thinking I'm crazy! Ha! She's my girlfriend "Jeff? Jeffy boy?!" I hear a faint voice I break my gaze and miss. Misunderstood is waving her axe across my face.
Miss. Misunderstood's pov
After we walk in silence I twitch then sniff the air " common Jeffy." I say grabbing his wrist and dragging him. " quit calling me that." He whines. "Fine 'knife boy' is that a better name?" I say rolling my eyes. We reach our destination, the ally between 'Laughing Jacks Bar' and 'slender's tuxedos' I start screaming trying to get attention from civilians "help! My brother's been stabbed!" A woman comes running towards us "I get this one okay knife boy?" He nods in agreement. " it's okay sweetie I'll help you get him to the hospital," she states with a reassuring smile. "No need lady."I say in a monotone voice. I raise my axe and hitting the skull with a crunch, blood splatters everywhere. I grab her purse and Jeff does his little ritual after he kills " go to sleep" I hear him murmur. We get back to our tree house in the woods and I yell from across the hall " gimme your sweatshirt I going to the lake to wash our clothes!" I see a flash of red and white fly at me "thanks asshat" I murmur "you're welcome missy" he replies with a small natural smirk "oh and it's your turn to cook dinner knife boy!" I yell as I climb down the stairs. I always carry a twenty two hand gun with me of a kid named Ben who has tried to kill me.

Jeffs pov
Missy came back after awhile with soaking wet clothes and hair. "Why is your hair wet?" I ask her. "I may or may not have fallen in the lake...." She says scratching the back of her head.......__________________________

Heyyyyy sorry for the short chapter see you next time and remember GO TO SLEEP -----
I just edited this

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