Dead Rose [JEFF THE KILLER FANFIC]

Chapter Four: Now He Comes?!

I had some extra time so I decided to make this chapter. Enjoy!

- Food Girl

Chapter Four: Now He Comes?!

Jeff's POV

God, why does that f*cktard have to come now?! He just has to ruin the moment, doesn't he?

Luckily, I was able to breathe in this small f*cking closet. It was so crammy in here. What does she even keep in here? To my luck, and beauty, I didn't close the door all the way, so I was still able to peek on what was going on. Let's see, F*cktard is hugging my girl. Wait, F*cktard is hugging my girl!

How dare he! Does he want to die that badly?! I tried controlling my anger as I heard Retard talking. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Did something happen?" he said, bombarding his questions, and in that ugly voice of his. Violet simply replied with a 'yes'.

God, I don't even know what she sees in that guy. He has this ugly ear cuff and his hair is always so rough. I don't mean to brag, but I'm better. Unlike Retard, I have hair that has no tangles. And I'm pretty sure I'll keep her more protected. Because who was the one who saved her from rape? Definitely not Retard.

Oh, and I'm also beautiful. But apparently, no one in this f*cking town thinks that.

My eye caught something. And guess what it was? F*cktard kissing Violet! Now that was something that sent me over the edge. I let out a rough growl. Apparently, F*cktard heard me and looked around for the source of the growl. F*ck.

No, actually, not f*ck. Who cares if he finds me? I'll be able to beat him up. And he can't cause any harm to me. Violet won't let him. And like a puppy on a leash, he'll have to listen. "Gerard, I have something...important to tell you. And it's not really...good news," Violet said, bringing F*cktard's attention to her. "Okay. Hit me," he said. With pleasure, I thought. Yup, this is the part where she tells him about the rape, he gets angry, then I come out of the closet (that sounds wrong) and finally get to f*cking introduce my beautiful self.

"Well, you see...as I was gone...something...happened..." she said in a nervous tone. Gerard, I mean, Retard's expression changed to worry. "What happened? Please tell me you're not hurt. I can't stand that," he said. Violet bit her lower lip. "Gerard...I...Iwasalmostraped," she quickly said.

Retard's expression turned to anger and regret. "By who?! What happened?! Tell me every single detail!" Retard demanded. Ah, it's so fun watching him get angry. It's like watching Nikki Minaj get angry. Violet then gulped. "Well, I was walking...and then a hand came...but in the end...I...was saved, Gerard," Violet said in that sweet, cute voice of hers. Retard's expression turned to confusion, but you can still see his ugly-as-f*ck face red from anger. "By who, Violet?" he said, now holding her shoulders.

God, I am f*cking done with waiting. Violet is taking too long to answer. So I'll answer for her.

"I did," I said in my beautiful voice. Both their attention's came to the closet door I was in. I slowly opened the door with my head down. Once I was fully out, I showed my face.

"I saved her."