Jeff and Jane

Chapter 7

BEN P.O.V

     It's been a day since I've last seen Jeff around the house. I'm not super worried about it, because Jeff is a highly dangerous killer, he can handle himself. Sally, on the other hand, is a little worried. Despite Sally constantly worrying for everyone like the little child she is, it is not so pleasant when she starts to get upset. That's when Sally's true colors show.  She hates abandonment, most likely since her parents moved to another house after the disappearance.  Sally came back home to no parents, just a terrified teenager. That teen is now dead, of course. Sally doesn't like to speak of it. Besides Sally's concern, Jane looks more removed about the situation then ever. I ponder the fact that Jane may have in fact killed Jeff. No, I remember Jeff saying he was going somewhere. Jane's too weak to actually finish him off.  Walking downstairs, I see Slenderman talking to the Observer. Being his proxy, I'm guessing the Observer is being told to do another mission. The Observer saunters away as I pass them both. Slenderman briefly turns to give me that soulless stare. 

"Keeping up the morale?" I sarcastically say. Slenderman retreats to his office. I'm so bored. Jeff would usually hang out with me and play video games. Now would be good time to pester new creepypastas. After mocking their existence for a couple of hours, I notice Jane walking outside of the mansion. What is she doing? I follow quietly. The soft rustle of trees is only heard as we walk on a makeshift path. Suddenly Jane whips around and grabs me. 

"Let go!" I scream, writhing around in her clutch. 

"Shutup!"she hisses, "Jeff might be wandering around the forest." I stop moving and Jane drops her arms, severely agitated.

"Why did you follow me?" she growls. I cross my arms defiantly.

"I can do whatever I want. I don't have to tell you." Jane shoves me out of the way and continues to walk in the forest. 

"What are doing around here?" I pester. She doesn't answer for a while.

"Looking for Jeff. I need to speak with him about the other night. It's best if you leave, I need to talk with Jeff privately."

"You love him, don't you? You are attracted to him, but absolutely disgusted by it." Again, I am left in silence. 

Jane P.O.V

If BEN doesn't leave now I might murder him instead. It's all my fault, having this sick attraction to him. I need to end everything right now with Jeff, before it's too late and I have lost all of my little remaining sanity. I have to make a decision. Though it won't be easy, I plan on completing my final mission, to murder the sicko who took away my family. Every step I take my heart sinks lower and lower. I can't believe myself. I am actually regretting what I am about to do. BEN quietly continues to follow me, making the process even more infuriating. I want to be alone, making the killing as swift and private as possible. I couldn't stand to see an audience watching me; I would end up feeling like a monster, which I'm not. Wouldn't anyone want revenge? I shake my head, frustrated by these doubts. Of course I am justified. This guy has killed hundreds of innocent people and needs to be stopped, I am just fulfilling the job the police couldn't. I hate the cops, they think I'm some sort of criminal. Pulling out my knife, I let it run across the trees I pass, not certain as to where I'm going.

"You will kill him, won't you? That's the plan. I haven't seen much action lately, so this may actually be interesting. I doubt you'll see it through. You're too weak, and to let you know, Jeff is mentally stronger, just a little unstable in how he handles his actions. Jane, maybe you should change your mind now and give it up. I don't see the problem with you guys being together."BEN remarks.

"I do. I see so much wrong in that. I lost all normalcy left in my life because of that ass. Something I can't ever regain. It would be so much easier to get rid of him and find some peace with everything." I say monotonously. I have rehearsed this thought in my head so many times, arguing with myself. Now the moment that I actually set out to complete my goal feels so empty and unsatisfactory, like my heart. I want to feel happy right now, and somehow, I can't conjure up that feeling. It's been hard to feel that way in a while. BEN's short breaths are heard behind me, reminding me of his presence.  We continue to wander through the trees aimlessly, hoping to come across Jeff. He is apparently nowhere to be seen as of yet and my patience is running thin. As if right on cue, I hear a rustling up ahead and bolt towards it, tackling the hooded figure, knife out and ready.

"JEFF!"

"Dammit! I can't get one moment alone here! Oh, hi Ben," he says nonchalantly to the winded BEN, hunched over. 

"You do have nerve to be getting your greetings across when you have a knife at your throat."

"That's when I operate best," Jeff flashes his best grin, which stretches his horrifyingly cut skin. I don't react to the obvious ploy at trying to make me sick.

"Can't operate when you're dead!" I plunge the knife into one of Jeff's arm's, causing him to let out a bloodcurdling scream of pain. I smirk a little at his enraged glare.

"Did you plan to get yourself in trouble girlie? Because I'm a little more than you can handle. Stop playing games and grow up."He says, suddenly turning the tables and I am the one pinned down. I spit in his face, vehemently struggling against his grip. Looking to the side, BEN is absolutely terrified, hiding behind shrubbery.

"I HATE YOU. DIE YOU FUCKING BASTARD."

"Now, now. Is it smart to yell at the guy with the weapon. You've got some nerve." he mimics me. 

"I'm ending this. NOW!" I knee him and throw him off of me, throwing one of  my knives, that misses him by inches. Jeff charges me, running the knife into my arm, dragging it down and yanking it out. I scream in fury and stab his midsection, which causes him to wince, but psychotic rage blocks out the pain. We practically circle each other, assessing our next moves. I go first this time, kicking the stab wound and trying to disarm him, but Jeff grabs my arm and pushes on my stab wound. Tears stream down my face as I attempt to throw him off, but Jeff's hold is too powerful, and I am tossed against a tree. I cough out blood, holding my bad arm. He stalks up to me and kneels down in front of me, a mean glint in his eye.

"Take off the mask and wig, so I can see your pathetic face. You are weak, so don't hide it."

"No!"

"Take it off." He growls, angered by my refusal.

"Why? Why do you need to see what's left of me, and my cause of shame everyday? I'm a monster, and I don't want to see your expression when you see it."

Jeff looks crazed, and to my great displeasure, he takes off the mask forcefully. He grins evilly.

"You, you did this to me. Are you happy?" I struggle to say without crying. My eyes are filled with tears as I watch his expression change.

"You did this to yourself. You let me and my brother be incessantly bullied by those punks. You stood by and watched me lose it. And that makes you just as horrible." He retaliates. I shake my head, the tears not bothering to contain themselves, sliding down my leathery skin. 

"You murdered them. Not just mine, but your own family. You were psychotic from the beginning. I should have known not to trust anything you've said."

"You just figured out the whole deal."

"It was a lie. We were a lie. You never have loved me have you...... it was all fake."I echo painfully. My gaze now has parted from him and I can see it now. The trick in his eyes when he "confessed." Nothing matters. Just when I thought I would betray Jeff by killing him. He was lying in wait for me. This was all planned. 

"Please, kill me.......just do it." I beg. They are in view, my parents. Mom is laughing while Dad makes a funny face. I sob as she stares at me, with no disappointment in her eyes. They are brimmed with love and I reach for her. BEN whimpers in the distance. I am granted my wish when I feel the cool cold slice of the blade running across my neck.

It was all a lie, but I fade away quietly, my parent's lulling embrace telling me to stop holding on.

The End